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

The cataclysmic victory of Dartmouth over Harvard the fall of 1903, when Dartmouth erupted to trim the Crimson for the first time (11 to 0) in a game that christened the Harvard stadium, is well familiar to Dartmouth men during, before, and after that era. It was talked about when the illustrious class of '09 began its sojourn on the Hanover Plain. During our four years in college we also had the pleasure of trimming Harvard 22 to 0, the fall of '07 when Johnnie Glaze '08 was captain, and '09 contributed notables such as Knuck Kennedy, Dutch Schildmiller, Reggie Bankart, Ben Lang, Jess Hawley, and Joe Brusse. Ben Lang dropped out our senior year, but was persuaded by Captain Clark Tobin '10 to return the following fall. He has since kept his affiliation with '10.

The action shot taken during the memorable '03 game was sent to me by my good friend, Jerry Farrington '07, who found it while looking through some old papers. "It's quite different," Jerry comments, "from the present style of game and from modern equipment. They were rugged in those days, many of the players without helmets and nose guards, and some without pads. I see two of your Psi U brothers in the photo, Dave Main and Heinie Hooper."

As undergrads we got to know two of the players in that game, Dave Main '06, who was captain his senior year, and Ralph Glaze, same class, who was one of the star athletes of his day, both in football and baseball. I have since become acquainted with other members of that famous team - Cupid Lindsey, who spent some time in Chicago when I was there, Big Joe Gilman, Bull Turner, Houston Lillard, who came originally from the Chicago area, Matt Bullock and Bill Clough '05, who may be recognized in the picture and who completed his medical course while we were in college. I never had the pleasure of meeting Myron Witham, who, as I recall, was captain of the '03 team. He was at Mercersburg Academy when Curly Blake was a student, as well as some old Evanston friends of mine, Hass Pynchon, Gus Hallberg, and Harry Bird.

Those, indeed, were the rugged days. It was a struggle to make five yards in three downs. Ivan Greenwood, originally '06, but who became affiliated with '07, played in the backfield during his college days. He was living in Aurora when I first moved to the classic village and we used to see each other quite frequently. He told me that when he carried the ball, on some plays a couple of guys grabbed him by straps attached to his back and threw him head-first over the line. Ivan has been gone for a decade or more.

Getting back to Jerry Farrington, he was another guy who started out with '06 and ended up with '07. He landed in Chicago during my time in the big city and we used to have some good beefs in his offices in the Merchandise Mart. He became affiliated with the Talon Fastener when the company was pioneering the zipper and was with them until he retired some years ago. I don't know whether Jerry originated the joke about the couple in the drive-in theatre about the time zipper jackets became popular. The gal asked her boy friend what that chirping noise was, was it crickets? "No," her escort replied, "them's zippers."

Jerry was wondering what his Beta brother, Al Newton, looked like these days — hadn't seen him since 1909. I wrote him that Genial Al, who's general chairman of our 50th reunion coming up this June, would be recognizable from his college days — a little more meaty and crowned with a thatch of white, but still the same old Al.

Do you realize, men, that when this issue of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE reaches you, our Golden Reunion is just about a month away? It is your decision whether or not you'll make that extra effort to be among those present and renew a fleeting contact with guys you knew in college. Some of them won't be around when our next formal reunion falls due five years hence. I have a hunch that some guys hesitate about coming back because of changes in their physical appearance. But don't let that bother you. We're all in the same boat, and as one gent remarked, "After communing with the gang for awhile, the years seem to fade away and it's almost like the old days before 'our get-up got up and went' as was pointed out in the poem that was published in the February Diddings, thanks to Wallie Ross."

And now another reminder about the Capital Gifts campaign that is less than two months away from its wind-up (July i). Head Agent Gordon Weinz and his hardy helpers are working hard to have '09 make a good showing in the participation competition. This is the last year that '09 will compete with other classes around its time, for the 50-year class joins other older classes in noncompeting efforts to raise funds for the old college. As Gordon says, "Give as much as you can, but give something and help '09 make the kind of showing that will be a credit to the class." And that's good advice.

Read About Harvey Wilbur Graves

Not too many guys got to know the "Deacon" (his nickname in college) during the years he spent at Hanover. He arrived in our midst at the beginning of sophomore year from the University of Rochester (N. Y.) which was in the town of his birth. In college, he became one of the better students, graduating with a cum laude degree.

One can't make that kind of scholasticrecord and spend too much time on collegecapers. The Deacon, a lover of the great out-doors, did hiking and skiing during his sparetime. He also enjoyed reading and beefing,the latter being one of our better indoorsports. Those who got to know him appreciated him as an individual. He belongedto DKE.

After graduation, Wilbur joined the H. B.Graves Co. in Rochester, one of the leadingfurniture stores in the city. He served aspresident and treasurer of the firm from1937 until his retirement in 1954. He's alsobeen connected with a number of otherprojects, serving as president and treasurerof the Sunny Isles Ocean Beach Club since1936, past president and treasurer of theSunny Isles Water Co. and the Sunny IslesHolding Co. When a guy holds the offices ofpresident and treasurer, you can write itdown that he's got the deal pretty wellbottled up.

The Deacon has the honor of being one of the Sponsoring committee of Dartmouth's 200th Anniversary Development program. He's a member of the Rochester Historical Society and the Committee of One Hundred, Miami Beach, Fla. Present hobbies are fishing, gardening, ornithology, and marine underwater life. Since 1913 he's been married to the former Marjory Malloy who has presented him with four daughters and a son, Harvey Jr. who was graduated from Dartmouth in '50 and from Thayer School in '51. Since retirement, the Deacon's hideaway is at 1154 Lake Road, Webster, N. Y.

That's the Deacon: a solid citizen, a loyal supporter of '09 and the college and, with his gracious helpmeet, a regular attendant at reunions.

Dartmouth's 11-0 football victory marked the dedication of the Harvard Stadium in 1903.

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