1909

"It's Hanover for Mine in Fifty-nine" Stay Alive, '09ers, and Be with us for our Golden Anniversary Next June 12, 13, and 14

Just after the turn of the century, before Hockey Coach Eddie Jeremiah '30 was even thought of as a candidate for the human race, hockey got its start at Dartmouth. The first squad was organized during the winter of 1904-05. The arena was on Faculty Pond. Play consisted of scrub games, something like the old game of "Shinny." Remember the expression "Shinny on your own side"?

The next winter, 1905-06, when the glorious class of '09 entered as freshmen (and we use the term advisedly), hockey became an official sport. From that time forward it took on stature. Play continued on Faculty Pond, and games depended on old Mother Nature, the avid players hoping she'd give 'em the cold shoulder. It was not until years later that a regular rink with artificial ice was provided.

'09 was active in hockey, apparently adding spark to keep the game moving along. Our sophomore team won the interclass championship series by defeating '07, 10 to 1; '08, 5 to 3, and '10, 2 to 1. On this team were Chet Perry, captain, Dinny Marston, Heinie Stucklen, Al Newton, Russ Pettengill, Pod Johnson, Johnnie Lawson, and Fat Dillingham. Varsity hockey, by that time, had made considerable progress. In the 1907-08 season it had a schedule lined up that included Princeton, Yale, Columbia, Harvard and M.I.T. Crick Crocker '07 was captain that season, Cleve (Moonface) Foote '08 was manager, and Larry Treadway '08 was assistant manager. The next year Foote was captain, Treadway moved to the manager spot and Sam King was named assistant manager.

When King took over as manager our senior year, he was probably the most conscientious manager that ever existed. He'd get up in the small hours of the morning to flood the rink and was more solicitous of his hockey brood than a mother hen with her chicks.

With the help of Al Newton, who gave me the old-time shot of the first official hockey squad, and a big assist from Cully Pierce '07, who helped identify the members pictured, here are the pioneers: Front row: Johnnie Lawson (left), Gene Brooks '07, Chett Brett, Kid Richardson '08, Cleve Foote '08, Plum Leighton, and Bob Wallace '06, manager. Rear row: Norman Cushman '07, Emile Erhard, Crick Crocker '07, Al Newton, Charlie DeAngelis '08, Russ Pettengill, Art Doe, Wiley Peck, Wink Fisk '08, Dinny Marston, Heinie Stucklen, Cully Pierce '07 and Chet Perry. On the squad, also, but not in the photo, were Pod Johnson, Bob Blanpied '08, and Judge McLane '07.

There you are, Eddie Jeremiah. Don't say that '09, with an assist from '07, never gave you any dope on the early hockey days.

A Salute to Joe Worthen

When Joe Worthen, illustrious '09 president, was back to Hanover on a visit, one of the undergrads asked him if he could direct him to Crosby Hall. "I ought to be able to," answered Joe, "that's where I was born."

So Joe is a native son of Hanover. His father was the famous and admired "Tute" Worthen, Cheney professor of Mathematics, a graduate of Dartmouth in the class of '72 and a member of the Tri Kap fraternity. That's how-come Joe and his older brother, Thatcher '07, happened to join up with the same frat.

When a guy rubs elbows with various and sundry classmates during his undergraduate days, a lot of times he doesn't realize what some of his classmates are accomplishing. I'll have to confess that I didn't realize that Joe had made such a name for himself during his four years at Dartmouth, although he and I belonged to the Sphinx senior society. Joe was never one to air his triumphs. Joe was early tagged as a leader in our class, showing his executive ability as manager of freshman hockey and sophomore football, and his senior year as manager of varsity football. He was on the freshman and sophomore debating teams; both the glee and mandolin clubs; ranked second in the Class of 1866 prize speaking, and was a member of Palaeopitus. To top it all, he was a Rufus Choate scholar, a Rhodes scholar, and a member of Phi Beta Kappa.

After graduation, Joe attended Harvard Law School for a year, then the next three years he was a Rhodes scholar at Oxford University in England where he completed his law studies. He has been a practicing attorney in Boston since that time.

Take a gander at Joe's other activities and you'll wonder how much can be rolled into one guy. It's all in the record that he was president of the Dartmouth Secretaries Association; president of the Dartmouth Alumni Association of Boston; member of the Alumni Council; president of American Club of Oxford University; 25-year membership on committees for selection of Rhodes scholars in New England; member, Middlesex, Mass., and American Bar Association; chairman, Winchester (Mass.) Finance committee; chairman, Board of Selectmen; Town Moderator for six years. Then he has present hobbies of fly fishing, golf, and curling, and past hobbies of tennis, skiing, and mountain climbing.

Joe did find time to get married to his gracious wife, the former Dorothy Bullard, and he did find time to become the father of four children: Mary, Thomas '42, Joanne, and Palmer '49 who's a law partner with his old man.

As a raconteur, Joe has earned a reputation in his own right, frequently regaling listeners with droll bits of humor. One of his favorites is about the drunk who was staggering up the railroad track on all fours, his hands on the two rails. He complained, "This is a hell of a long stairway." That's the guy who leads '09 to bigger and better heights and who will address the Commencement group when '09 has its 50th reunion. Can you wait?

And here it's appropriate to quote a poem that came from Sid Hazelton, who was featured a few months ago in one of these profiles:

I would rather have a rosebud, While I am here to see, Than have the costliest flowers On my coffin placed for me.

I would rather have a friendly smile From hearts forever true. Than tears shed 'round my lifeless form When earth I've bid adieu.

I would rather have the kindliest words That can be said to me, Than flattered when my heart is still, And life has ceased to be.

Then give me a rosebud now, A rosebud pink or red; I'd rather have just one today, Than a million when I'm dead.

In telling about Sid's accomplishments in the field of aquatics, it was not mentioned that he was Varsity and Freshman swimming coach at Dartmouth, so I apologize, Sid, while you can still read about it.

ockey in 1905-06 when it first became an official sport at the College. For the identification of the group see the 1909 class column.

Class Notes Editor, 141 Pioneer Trail, Aurora, Ohio

Secretary and Treasurer, Sandwich, Mass.

Bequest Chairman,