Class Notes

1920

February 1960 CHARLES F. MCGOUGHRAN, PROF. ALBERT W. FREY
Class Notes
1920
February 1960 CHARLES F. MCGOUGHRAN, PROF. ALBERT W. FREY

Well, folks, here we are again with notas much news as I'd like to have but realappreciation for what I do have.

The November 3 issue of the "BerkshireEvening Eagle" carried the following item: The trustees of the Mason Library, Great Barrington, Mass., today announced the construction of a decorative brick wall along Main Street in front of the library. The wall is being presented as a memorial to the late G. Frank Lord of Great Barrington, who died January 30, 1959. The donors are his immediate family and business associates. According to the library trustees the beauty of the property will be enhanced by the wall.

I learn from a confidential source that Albert Wesley Frey will be resigning from TuckSchool at the end of March. Al has beenone of the Tuck School stalwarts for 10,these many years, and Tuck School is surelygoing to miss him. For that matter so am Ifor he has been a wonderful liaison for mewith the School and has been a tower ofstrength on that faculty. As yet I have noinformation as to Al's future plans and Ihope only that he stays in Hanover wherewe'll all get a chance to see him once in awhile. As soon as I have any specific information I'll mention it in this column. Idon't know anyone in our class of whom weshould be prouder than the Professor. Tothink of him merely as a scholar and ateacher is not enough. His accomplishmentscome full cycle. His fund of common sense,good nature and understanding are qualitiesrarely found to such a degree in any of usand I am satisfied that had the world ofbusiness been his choice rather than academic pursuits, Al Frey's name would haveloomed large in any undertaking. A greatguy, this Frey!

I know that all of us join in wishing PaulSample an early recovery from his unfortunate illness. Some of you guys who have the leisure might drop him a note for I am sure he would be happy to hear from you.

On December 3, the New England Society in the City of New York held its annual dinner at the Plaza Hotel. A goodly number of Dartmouth folks were on hand. Of our class the Ned Shnayersons, Jerry Stone, the Chilcotts and the McGoughrans attended. Spider Martin '19 came down from Boston since his famous brother Joe was the principal speaker. The affair itself was most pleasant and interesting, but the post-mortem we had after the dinner in Brother Joe Martin's room really made the evening. A wonderful time was had by all.

Right in the middle of the telecast of the Giants-Rams football game the phone rang announcing the imminent arrival of none other than Lieutenant (Field Artillery, World War I) Frank Brockett Morey. Frank had come down to New York from Glens Falls to attend a session on something or other and fortunately had found time to stop by and have a drink with Dorothy and me. I have decided that he is the man of our class who has changed less than any other. He still has that youthful sparkle and carefree manner that made him the idol of the ladies and the envy of the men. Frank is still commuting the fifty miles between Glens Falls and Albany. Having worked that stretch of country some 35 years ago, I can't say that I envy him that trip, especially in the winter, but he's the sturdy type and enjoys it no end.

At the meeting which Frank attended he encountered Joe Brewer. Joe is Associate Librarian at Queens College, Long Island City. That's just a step away and I hope we'll be seeing something of Joe come this winter. Incidentally, Joe is planning a European trip next summer and I am sure he will be full of news when he returns.

On many occasions in the past I have included interesting items concerning Ruth MacKay, Don's wife, who is widely known as The White Collar Girl of the Chicago Tribune. Now Ruth is in the headlines again as the author of a book titled "They Sang a New Song," written especially for children so that they might "learn the majesty and the dignity and the courage behind the songs of the Christian church." The book contains twenty hymns with the music rearranged for children, and mothers with, rusty piano fingers, together with incidents from the lives of the men and women who wrote the hymns. Don, who of course is slightly prejudiced, says this is Ruth's best effort.' Laddie Myers, who passed the item along to me, agrees. Perhaps it would be well for us oldsters to read the book, too, and thereby learn the background of some of the magnificent music that has come to us through the ages. Did you know that "Silent Night" was written on Christmas eve in 1818 by Joseph Mohr and Franz Gruber because the organ of their church in Oberndorf, Austria, had broken down? I confess I didn't, and you may be sure that Ruth's book will be a must on my 1960 reading list.

Paul Richter and his Reunion Committee are really getting under way. At a meeting held in Bridgeport, Conn., at the Brooklawn Country Club sixteen Twenties and their wives were on hand to start the ball rolling. Jerry Stone, who was present, stopped in and gave me the particulars, as did Art Smith who wrote from Hartford, Conn. In addition to Paul and Jerry the meeting was attended by Ben and Ellen Ayres from Worcester, Duke Bellen and Les Willard from Bridgeport, Tom Carpenter from Norwalk, Jim Robertson from Cape Cod, Jack Mayer and Shorty Stickney from New York, Phil Gross from Pleasantville, N. Y., George Macomber from Wellesley, Mass., Charlie Crathern and Sam Center from the north country, Hal Bidwell, Bob Steinholtz, Art and Peg Smith from Hartford. Nate Whiteside couldn't get away from Chicago but phoned his greetings prior to the start of the meeting. Not only was it a successful meeting but a very pleasant get-together for those who could make it. I was sorry, indeed, that I had to be elsewhere.

Sherry Baketel called up the other day to tell me that Tom Ainsworth had moved back to Bethesda, Md., where he has taken up his duties with the National Health Service. I am sure Tom wouldn't miss our reunion so we'll all have a chance to see him there.

Our old pal Ted Cart is convalescing from a back operation which he underwent in October. I haven't the details but understand that he is making good progress. More power to you, Ted!

At long last a bit of news concerning Ralph and Dorothy Roberts (hi, folks!). Their plans include spending the winter in the Orient but Dorothy says it is an absolute must that they return in time to show up on Occom Ridge for reunion. Seems like all the gals feel the same way.

On the occasion of the annual meeting of the Charles River Dartmouth Association, at which Bob Blackman was the speaker, the Bun Harveys had a preliminary party at their home. A goodly number of various Dartmouth classes gathered and partook of the Harvey hospitality. Among those on hand were the Macombers, the Morrills, the Whitakers, the Wallaces and the Paul Hutchinsons who had just returned from Puerto Rico.

Recent and imminent retirees are Richard L. Hayes of Blue Skies Village, Cathedral City, Calif., George R. Loehr, P. O. Box 3318, Fort Lauderdale, Fla., and CaptainEdward H. Taylor, Naval Air Station, San Diego, Calif. Incidentally, Eddie has already made his plans to attend the reunion.

By the time this column reaches your attention the Classes of 1918, 1919, 1920, and 1921 will have had a dinner at the Dartmouth Club in New York. George Rand '19 has gone on a scouting trip up to Hanover to see what he can come up with in the way of a football film. More of this anon.

Attending a '2O pow-wow held at the Brooklawn Country Club, Bridgeport, Conn., in De-cember were (front row, l to r) Ellen Ayres, Doc John Stickney, Peg Smith, Paul Richter;(second row) Tom Carpenter, Sam Center, Duke Bellen, Jim Robertson, and Bob Steinholtz(with glass); (back row) Phil Gross, Art Smith, Col. Charlie Grathem, Lek Willard, andGeorge Macomber. The photographers were Ben Ayres and Hal Bidwell. Jerry Stone andJack Mayer arrived breathless from New York just moments after the picture was snapped.

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