1953

It's barely February at this writing, and, surrounded by Washington smog, it's difficult to imagine a Winter Carnival starting tomorrow in Hanover. When you read these words, that Carnival will have come and gone, and the statues will look awful, and people will be talking about dynamiting the center-of-campus figure - whatever it is this year - and, it will still look like February in Washington. I wonder if Government redtape has anything to do with it?

First communication of the month from Rog Williams, who says:

Based on the last issue of the Mag, I feel free to trace my doings clear back to the summer. I was finally sworn in [to the N. Y. Bar - Ed.] four days before reporting to Newport - the culmination of a three-week concentrated journey through a forest of red tape. All in all, an impressive ceremony - a private swearing-in by Judge Murphy, 2d Dep't. I guess 1 have much to be grateful for — at last report (December), the other Second Department boys were still struggling to break the sound barrier. [Editor'sNote: All New York, tinlike Gaul, is dividedinto Four Parts, denominated Judicial Departments. Each one admits its own attorneys, in itsown good time.]

I have now been up here at this charming garden spot (40-knot gales, 10 degree-below temperatures) of Rhode Island for 15 weeks, and now have a mere five weeks between me and my little gold bar (the recruiting posters labelled this a "16-week course"). Ted Miller (a Yale Law graduate) was appointed section leader. This gives us a golden opportunity to engage in our favorite pastime- goading a Harvard Law '56 graduate also in the section. Everytime he gets a raw deal he screams prejudice. He is also a graduate of Dartmouth (Dick Hull, Class of '52), and insists that the fraternal ties binding us should unite me to him rather than to Yale Law. But I disagree with him; it is unpardonable for anyone, even a Dartmouth man, to go to Harvard.

After graduation, can't tell what might happen to us. I will probably go to Military Justice School until May; after that, I'd like to be assigned to a destroyer, but unfortunately might very well end up as a shore-borne legal specialist on staff duty.

Don Williams is getting married on February 9, in Scarsdale. Unfortunately I won't be able to make it - this is the one day a month I am on duty. The bride, of course, will be Ginger Wieland.

A note of interest on Bob Yates. He was assigned to the USS Arneb as a journalist apprentice, and departed for Antarctica shortly after. A few weeks ago the papers were carrying the story of an attack cargo ship trapped in southern ice floes - the Arneb. The cutter Northwind was unable to reach her, and she was evidently out of helicopter range. The ice was beginning to buckle the plates at last reports. I have heard nothing since, but somehow they must have gotten her out. Bob will have some stories to tell his grandchildren.

I heard also from Paul Arenberg, who reports "still in the Army and liking it very much. Our new addition (Tommy) was born on the 26th of September and he's a real joy. He amuses us constantly with his antics and now boasts that he can roll over in addition to his other accomplishments."

This editor met Fred Lewis at a Constitution Hall concert a couple of Sundays ago. Fred's stationed outside of Washington with the Air Force, and he's promised to write a long letter and to bring us all up-to-date on the doings of his crowd.

An announcement received tells us that Fred Hitt was married on January 23 to Constance Emerson, in Orange, Conn. Brock and Ann Brower report in from 137 W. 12th Street, New York, that Brock is working for Viking Press as a first reader, and waiting "to be called."

Clippings this month inform us that Norm Carpenter is now engaged to Mary Louise Judd of Minneapolis and Washington, D. C. Mary Louise is the daughter of Congressman Judd, now serving his eighth term in the House of Representatives. She graduated from Mount Holyoke and is now with the New York Life Insurance Company. Norm is now with Pan-Am. A spring wedding is planned.

Another engagement: Dean Brady and Betty Lou McDonald, of Dallas, Tex. The happy couple were in school together at Principia, St. Louis, Mo., and Betty Lou also went to Principia College in Elsah, Ill.

An item we now reprint from a greeninked clipping which was forwarded to me. It obviously comes from some Dartmouth publication:

Two Dartmouth fathers tied their already mutual bonds together more securely as their children were united in wedlock. Benjamin Hunt '12 permitted' his daughter Barbara to become the wife of David M. Burner's '25 son, David, Jr. '53. Barbara is a graduate of the Harvard-Radcliffe Program in Business Administration.

From the Hanover Inn comes word that Head Agent John Corcoran slept there the night of January 18, following closely on the heels of Mayo Johnson, who came in to town on December 21.

From Mrs. David King comes a short note:

To keep you posted about my husband, I thought I had better write as the Army can keep you quite busy. After eight months of stateside duty the Army flew Dave over to Germany. At the moment he is in Obersurel, ten miles north of Frankfurt. Shortly, however, Dave will be going to Photo-interpreters School for nine weeks. After which he will be affiliated with the Air Force at Wiesbadden. He is quite enthused about being sent to Germany and having an MOS closely related to Geology.

Fred Dorkin writes from Basic Training, Fort Dix, N. J., that, as yet, there's no word as to whether he'll eventually end up in JAG. He sends regards to all at the Dartmouth Club and other '53s, indiscriminately.

Last two items: Bob MacNally was awarded the William Douglas McAdams Fellowship of $2,000, for two years of study at Harvard Business School. The award is "planned to aid a young man who is interested in preparing for a responsible career in the drug & pharmaceutical industry."

And our good friend Chuck Noll delighted us with the news that he and Linda Marilyn Willi bey were to be married February 16 in Sapulpa, Okla.

That is all the information we can give you this month without making it up. See you next.

Bill Murane '54 (left) with his sister Mary and brother John at the 17,000-foot summit of theMexican volcano, Popocatepetl, during Christmas vacation. On the descent, Bill tripped andwould have plunged 5,000 feet down an ice face if a Mexican climber below hadn't dug inhis axe and allowed Bill to crash into him.

Class Notes Editor, Rm. 3641, Civil Division Dept. of Justice, Washington, D. C.

Secretary, USS Brough (DE-148) c/o Fleet P.O., New York, N. Y.

Treasurer, 115 Lawndale, Wilmette, Ill.