1920
Ten million or so Reader's Digest readers got a "Close-up of Sherman Adams, 'The Rock' " in the April issue, thereby enlarging considerably the audience for the piece originally published by Time, Inc. But Ed Murrow, with his Person to Person television show, provided an even closer-up of Sherm - and of Rachel and Sally, too - on the evening of March 30. The Adams family did itself proud on the Munow program. Sherm looked line and talked with the engaging frankness that is one of his greatest natural assets. The ladies were as charming and gracious as ever.
What Time, but probably not the Digest, might call a "switch" can be found on the books of the Hanover Inn for March 16. where the registration reads simply "Mr. and Mrs. Sherman Adams, Lincoln, N.H." That may well be the way that son Sam, Dartmouth '59, prefers it. Interviewer Murrow stuck to the traditional "Governor" in all the remarks he addressed to Sherm. And Rachel called him that throughout her session with a BostonGlobe reporter on February 25, when she did a fine job of high-lighting the "Governor's" human qualities and at the same time got away with the statement that he never tells her anything important. "That means I never had the worry on my mind of having secrets there — and the worry of whether or not I can keep them!"
Your secretary, on his first coast-to-coast tour in almost three years, dredged up some items well worth recording. The Los Angeles delegation checked in almost exclusively by telephone, inasmuch as getting downtown from the outskirts of that great city can be a death-defying project. Dirk Kimball sent a cheerful bulletin from Long Beach: His University Club (Dick is the manager) has gotten on its horse and planned an expansion program, complete with new location on Ocean Boulevard, thirty feet of sand beach with private swimming poo! besides, and all the other fixings that go with luxury-living in southern California. If Dick has his way, he will fill a car with Twenties early in June and get them back to Hanover for reunion. Forby Forbush reported himself surrounded by a bevy of beautiful daughters and granddaughters, in beautiful Pasadena, and sounded correspondingly happy. Paul Bowerman conveyed some notion of the healthy rigors of education at Cal Tech, where he heads the work in foreign languages but also maintains his old RemaJarko interests by conducting one English course a year. Paul is one of the "leavening" influences at Cal Tech, helping to counterbalance the pressures of automation with an appreciated dosage of aesthetics. The only Dick Hayes reported by the phone book as now resident in Van Nuys turned out to be a barber, but loyal Twenty scouts will soon track down our Dick, whose trailer travels may have taken him most anywhere in the western hemisphere. All these — and all Middlebury alumni, too - were prospects for a visit with Sam Stratton on the occasion of his March 20 speech-making stop in Los Angeles. Sam was then to address the local Middlebury group at a dinner in Studio City.
Abe Winslow, of course, did Hie honors in San Francisco. He signed up the visitor for the weekly Dartmouth lunch at St. Julien's, where more than twenty Dartmouths of all ages and sizes were jovially at home with each other, despite their origins in far-dung corners of the United States. On the sunny stroll hack to work Abe confided that his wife Mildred never slackens her pace over across the hay and is currently serving as chairman of the huge Conservation District Four for the Gar- den Clubs of America.... Properly Dartmouth-oriented, your operative proceeded to Tanforan the next afternoon and brought home three money-winners in succession by the scientific expedient of picking jockeys with the brightest green silks. Green, it also turned out, was the only hue that the ageing secretarial eves could keep steadily in view on the far side of the track.
Next, then, to Chicago for the annual University Club seminar. Its festive board accommodated nine Twenties on the evening of March 27 - Laddie Myers, Nate Whiteside, Frank Mayer, Don MacKay, Snake Corbin, Len Davis, Hank Spero, Stan Newcomer, and Dick Pearson. The first seven of the above - the local contingent - constituted not only a quorum, but as close to 100% attendance as any college is likely to turn out for any reason anywhere. Laddie, the organizer of the festivity, is standing a little straighter than usual as he tinkers with an ailing back and tries to get it oiled up for the golfing season. Nate, back from a recent two weeks in Florida (St. Petersburg), told of stopping for plane tickets at a well-known travel agency and being served by its equally well-known proprietor, Pickles Hill. Pickles is at least temporarily at the head of the paternal class with a three-months old son.
Frank Mayer, modest as ever, still bows to bis wife as a golfer and to his father as a lawyer, the latter being a grand gentleman of pi who turns up regularly at the office for a full day's work. Lev Davis and snake Corhin, like some of the others, are making their re- union plans. Snake will make a stop at Cornell, on Mrs. Corbin's account, and en route to Hanover will also reestablish contact with all three Corbins of the younger generation. Len's boy Harry is a Dartmouth freshman with a modern slant toward Colby Junior College but an old-fashioned view of Richardson Hall, which he considers a great place to live. HankSpero, a recent business visitor to England, wants to make something out of the fact that you can get there by air, from Chicago, in ten hours, fifteen minutes flat. Did you know, by the way, that Don MacKay's wife Ruth won a Christopher Award in 1953 and that Frank Mayer's son. an Amherst graduate, is the holder of a Fulbright Fellowship?
Laddie Mvers even put the pressure on the one-lime Chicagoans now in Florida and came up with good reports on Hersh Chandler and Fred Hamm. Dorothy Hamm's letter brought really delightful news about Fred's steady gains. Laddie also had a note from lien Potter, who was in Florida for a change of scene, in the company of his son and daughter. Ben had earlier reminded your secretary that the late Margaret Potter, whom he lost just a few months go. was a cousin of our Ed Lindsay and an aunt of Robert Winter, an instructor in the Great Issues course at Hanover. Ben's own tribute to his wife, on the editorial page of his Rock Island Argus, began with a simple statement that truly touches the heart: "The death of a loved one causes no deeper heart pain to me than it does to any reader of TheArgus who might suffer the same misfortune. But the death of my wife, Margaret, gives me a special opportunity as editor and co-publisher of this newspaper, to pay a tribute to the countless wives, who, with her. have seldom received recognition for their good deeds."
Bun Harvey's word from the South told of seeing Fred Hamm at Vero Beach and WarrieChamberlaine in Miami. "They are both natives now." As of mid-March Bun was crossing the peninsula for three or four more weeks on the West Coast. Sherry link del hunted down a fairly fancy new spot during his late-winter meanderings, an "out"-island of the Bahamas called Harbour Island. 25 minutes by seaplane from Nassau. He says:
"Imagine my surprise to find that the owner of the large yacht at the end of the pier was none other than our own Craig Sheaffer. Not only were Craig and his charming wife aboard, hut we wound up spending a segment of the evening with them and it could not have been more fun. Later in our stay I was waiting for one of the local charter fishing boats to return when three dapper gents strolled down the pier, the dapperest of them turning out to be Eddie Bo wen on a quick business trip, the details of which I could not learn. I'd like to have a business that would move me into a few of the glamorous spots that Eddie's is responsible for taking him to. Again we wound up with a delightful evening, our only regret being that Ginny was not along. So it seems that no matter where you go, nor for how short a visit, 1920 is on hand - and I'm sure we will prove that in a big way next June."
Secretary, Blind Brook Lodge, Rye 17, N.Y.
Class Agent, Consolidated Paper Co., Monroe, Mich,
