1924

Looking back over the events of the Penn game weekend (just past as I write), it seems that this was the best of all fall reunions. We had a very good crowd, including some we haven't seen in many years. They were all welcome, and plans start now for next fall: the Brown game, October 10. One motel is already reserved and full up; let me have your wishes, in writing and at once, so we can reserve the best possible accommodations for the Class of 1924. Butts Lamson will have more on this theme for you in a Class Letter to be in the mail before you see this.

But to remind you, as you read this in November, we had the following at dinner at the Coolidge Hotel, in White River Junction: Ken Davises and guests, Gordie Bridges, Charlie Woods and frau; the Putty Blodgetts, the Tuppers, Ted Nilsens (recently moved East), and Herseys; the Hank Hartshorns, Bevo Beers and his lovely Quecha, the Charlie Amelungs, the Bents and Lamsons, and the Pete Wheatleys; the Joe Burleighs (welcomed back to the fold), Stan and Barbara Chittick and their freshman son, Woody; the Schoonmakers and guests; the Charlie Kearns, the Ford Bowmans, Jim (wearing his '24 bow tie from reunion days) and Glad Rutherford, and the Larry Kugelmans; the Spud Spauldings and Frank Harringtons (from Worcester), the Nat Ryders (with a son in '62), and Henry Hudson and a friend. We had others with us on Observatory Hill for lunch, such as the Paul Sinnots. At Dick Morin's lovely home, where Margaret and I were co-hosts with Dick and Dolores, we were delighted to renew old times with the Boyce Butterfields (and his brother and wife); also the Les Sycamores, and the Arn Georges — in the medico field. Butts will have added others, if I've neglected any.

Once again, this is increasingly an excellent weekend. Plan now and let me have your request for a motel unit. No deposit needed until much later - say June or July; and you can always cancel if necessary. Each year the pressure for rooms over the home-coming football weekend gets stiffer, so get busy. By the time you read this we will have seen some of you at the Harvard game, and the get-togethers thereafter. Of which more next month.

The College has just announced that Don Bartlett, facultas in urbe, is leaving this fall for a two-year stint in Japan. His post is to be a liaison for American-Japanese cultural and intellectual exchange: representing our government in Tokyo and as contact for American artists travelling there (also academic people), and for Japanese who wish to travel here. Many know that Don was born in Japan, and some know he speaks the language very fluently. His parents were missionaries in Japan, his grandfather was President of Dartmouth, 1877-1892; and his son, Donald Jr., is the fourth generation of the family here at Dartmouth. Don is a member of the Biography department; last year he was Chairman of the Humanities Division (paired with me as then-Chairman of the Social Science Division). Bon voyage, Don.

Missed while here in Hanover: Stubb Reid (cousin to Mutt Reid), Art Watson (who had hoped to have been here for the Penn game), Bob Branson, here on trip to install his daughter at Smith. Missed because an operation for a slipped disk prevented travel: "Van Huyck, and his charming helpmate who served with Van valiantly and efficiently as secretary to the ex-secretary; we know how he hated to have to cancel. But we'll see them in Tune at the 35th. Recently moved: the Tuppers have bought a home in Greenfield, N. H.; the Charlie Altmans, up from the South to Washington, D. C.; Wally Lord, the advertising manager for Converse Rubber Company, in Belmont, Mass., and Bill Minary, a new address in Benton Harbor, Mich. .

Paul Ford was the subject of an interesting interview recently in the Framingham, Mass.. Independent. We've all seen him as the "wonderful, absurd Col. T. J. Hall whose life is made a living hell by Sgt. Ernest Bilko on the Phil Silvers TV show." And who can forget his part in the "Teahouse of the August Moon" play and movie? You'll see him soon in the movies as (again) starring — a miserly old widower - in "The Matchmaker." Watch for it. There is a flashback to the days when cash was short and he made and sold fudge along Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn _ caused by the depression and his scratching to become an actor. Now "when people think of Army colonels... they think of Paul Ford." Army people give him his greatest compliments for his realistic portrayal of "brass" they've known and suffered under.

Request: Anyone who has his Freshman Green Book and has no further use for it or perhaps a '24 widow who may read this can give it a good home with a classmate who has lost his and would like another. Write me and I'll put you in touch.

Fred Maguire, teaching at Ohio State in the School of Journalism, corrects my May notes and adds his son Edmund Thomas '58; they'll be here for his graduation in June and hope they can stay for our 35th. Son Bob graduated in 1951. Tom was married in June and is now in Stanford Law School.

Many of you know of the wonderful job Ed Mansure did as watchdog over federal properties, real and personal; responsible only to the President of the United States, with some 33,000 workers and property worth as much as four General Motors put together. Direct savings resulting from his work ran over half a billion dollars. Now he is in LaHonda, Calif., working for the city of Oakland, doing research at Stanford, etc. A busy retirement!

Secretary, 2 Brewster Rd., Hanover, N. H

Treasurer, 29 Woodside Rd., Winchester, Mass.

Bequest Chairman,