1938
Once more we have managed to struggle through to the final issue of the MAGAZINE and can issue the annual invitation to send along to Star Route, Etna, N. H., any items about yourself, friends, or enemies which may come up during the summer months. Unlike Notre Dame football, we lack depth at the start of each season, and could readily use a goodly backlog of material for the long, lean winter months to come.
The annual invitation is also issued to give a buzz if in Hanover this summer; the Tanzis will only charge you an extra nickel for the out-of-town call. Before too long, many of you will be bringing your young hopefuls up to look the College over, but before this ad- vanced age attacks you, drop in and give me a ring.
This may be old news by the time it reaches you, but Skinflint Scotford was leading the pack at the last writing. An expert, if there ever was one, with the needle, Scotty is repeating the super-excellent job of last year. When you consider that as a whole, the Dartmouth Alumni Fund leads the nation (Princeton, N. J., papers please copy), and Scotty leads in our division of that same fund, you can make some relative judgment on the calibre of job he has been doing. I sometimes wonder if the Average John Q. Public took as much interest in his government as Dartmouth men do in their College, what might happen to the Curleys, McCarthys, and others of like ilk in this country. In a thankless task, many, many thanks to Scotty.
One o£ the good "grafts" of the job of Class Secretary has always been the annual Class Officers' Meeting in Hanover in May; you have read about it in the MAGAZINE many times. Unfortunately, 1938 has been, and probably will continue to be for some time, unrepresented by its Secretary, thus saving the treasury the expenses of his transportation thither and back. Due to the fact that the College, eyeing Pawling sardonically each year, schedules same for the weekend which we title here "Fathers' Weekend," your respondent is never able to break away. He must stand around the School the whole weekend telling proud daddies about Junior's progress (in either direction) and why he had to give up his Ivy League plans in favor of Stetson U. One of the privileges of the Hanover Weekend I should have missed, had I been able to attend this year, would have been the very stimulating conversation of one Bronk of Hudson Falls, who used to foregather with a distinguished group on the top landing of the Inn. Bill is no longer in the Club Secretary business.
Bill sent on word of a series of lectures given in Salem College, Winston-Salem, N. C., by Clem Sandresky on the form and style of Early American music, as part of a program entitled the "Third Early American Moravian Music Festival and Seminar." Clem was also general chairman of the occasion.
Ganter has finally crawled out of his usual German-American atmosphere in Jamaica Plain long enough to send word of a BeanTown gathering. Present were: MacNutt, GilSmall, Jim Miller, and Ganter. Plans are under consideration for a Picnic on June 11. MacNutt has offered the facilities of MacNuttville for the occasion. Hope you have a good time! It may bring back to the minds of those who temporarily inhabited the purlieus of Boston and Cambridge from 1938-1941, some of the mass-migrations to Coke Barton's, where Ellis displayed his skill as a tractor-driver, and baseball achieved new triumphs of skill and enthusiasm.
One of the intriguing mysteries of keeping track of classmates is furnished by the Alumni Records Office in Hanover, which sends along each month a list of address changes, which more than sometimes verge on the cryptic. This month, for example, one C. C. Bullock, long among the missing from this space, is denoted as a salesman for Brown and Bigelow of Tulsa, Okla. He was previously noted in the Directory as a food-broker, but what Brown & Bigelow sell is beyond my comprehension. If it is still food, he must be redfaced, Irish-looking, and corpulent; at least all of the food-salesmen who call here at school look like that.
There isn't much doubt, on the other hand about Phil Marritt's company, Joseph Merritt & Co. of Hartford, Conn.; they indubitably sell printing. Incidentally, he has just been made president of the firm. So if you want some calling cards, threating collection letters, or fancy coasters printed, get in touch with him.
Another salesman of note is Jack Stevenson, who sells cotton and synthetic threads as a member of the Industrial Sales Division of the American Thread Company.
A special courier from Boston announces the following news items:
Charley Wiggin will be on his way back to Haiti at the end of May, having completed his work at the Littauer Center of Dear Old Harvard, — back to being a Chevalier of Agronomy under Point Four. Another visiting expert, Bob Egelhoff recently lectured at the Thayer School as "Visiting Construction Expert." Coke Barton covers most of New England selling for Back Bay Electrotype.
That about winds it up for another year. Much as the secretary can try to manufacture news, it can't go on forever. Just drop a line during the summer, - Hanover, N. H., is sufficient, if you can't remember Star Route, Etna. If you're griped that you haven't appeared in print during the 1954-1955 season, it's your own fault.
DAVE BRADLEY '38, one of Hanover's representatives in the New Hampshire Legislature, watches a Dartmouth crew race on theConnecticut, with his wife Elisabeth and theyoungest of their five children.
Secretary, Trinity-Pawling School Pawling, N. Y.
Class Agent, 329 Concord Rd., Yonkers, N. Y.
