1900
"1900 UP"! REMEMBER JUNE 10-11-12
As far as is known at the moment, theFlorida contingent of 1900 is made up of thehabitues of the Vinoy Park Hotel in St.Petersburg: Walter and Alice Rankin, Hodand Caro Cristy, Ned and Helen Bigelow.And now a new experimenter of the widelyproclaimed Florida sunshine, your secretaryand his wife, who are spending a month atClearwater Beach. Hanover thus far has beenquite lamblike, weather-wise nothing muchabout which to complain; but Florida, amecca of change of scene, hopefully offerswaving palms, sandy beaches, sky-blue waters,gracious sun, —if one has the sense not toexpose one's tender skin to it for too longperiods - and other alluring attractions ofoutdoor life in a semi-tropical location. Howmuch it has on crisp days, piles of dazzlingwhite snow, moonlight shadows across snowcovered lawns, tall, dark conifers sifted withwhite as by a giant hand, and the slap of skisand gay laughter floating down from neighboring hillsides is still a moot question inthe mind of the writer of this column. Timealone may bring the answer.
Ethel Woodman, wife of Jim Woodman, reports herself and her children as in good health and experiencing a sense of well-be- ing. Everett, who is connected with the Ford Foundation in New Delhi, India, had an un- usual piece o£ good fortune during the past summer. He and his family flew away from the extreme and oppressive heat of the India low lands to the more salubrious summer climate of the Himalaya Mountains. While in Mussoorie he was invited to the home of the Dalai Lama with whom he had a most delightful and interesting conversation. What remarkable contacts members of the 1900 Family make in far-away places! Everett has four daughters one of whom is attending a boarding school in Mussoorie. Ethel's daughter, Dorothy, has moved into and is enjoying a new house in Longmeadow, Mass. Jim Jr. is now living in Concord, N. H., where he is connected with the firm of Paine, Webber, Jackson, and Curtis.
Martha Fowler, Alvah Fowler's wife, tells me in a recent letter that she spent a month last summer with her daughter's family on an island in Casco Bay, Me. The house they rented was new, attractive, and quite right for them. The month proved to be perfect in every detail. On their return trip to Troy, N. Y., the first of September, they detoured to come through Hanover with the expec- tation of saying hello to the Goodhues. Much to Martha's disappointment a torrential rain storm made a stop-over inadvisable. By such small chances are pleasant encounters missed, very much as a once famous battle was lost "all because of the lack of a horseshoe nail." Well, Martha, better fortune next time! Martha also spent Thanksgiving and a part of the Christmas holidays with her daughter, Mary Elizabeth, in Troy, N.Y.
Great grandchildren of the 1900 clan are still increasing. A letter from Mrs. Elbridge Miller, daughter of John Putnam —Old Put as we affectionately knew him in college days - reports the arrival of a new baby in the family of her son, Captain John Miller, who is currently stationed in Swarthmore, Penna.
Bill Alleway, who this year is pinch hitting for his wife, Olivia, daughter of Oliver Foster, in writing their annual Christmas letter elaborates on the family news. An important item is that at last they have put down their roots in California soil by purchasing a home in the hill country behind the Stanford campus. He describes the house as "featuring a large living room with a Swedish fireplace and an expanse of glass looking out into the trees, and this surrounded by three bed rooms, a kitchen, bath room, and closets. The exterior is a fascinating combination of glass, redwood siding, and early Sears Roebuck fake brick tarpaper." Then Bill cordially adds: "You must see it. Come late at night." Personally speaking, I never supposed a California house, ranch type or Spanish, could be so out of context that one had to creep up on it in the depth of darkness. Besides the new home and the fact that he and Olivia have united with a nearby Congregational church, Bill writes enthusiastically of family doings. He sums up the immediate situation by saying: "With two boys, aged four and fourteen months, we have now discovered the peace that passeth all understanding - it's when they are tucked in bed and fast asleep at night."
Secretary,3 Pleasant St., Hanover, N.H.
Treasurer,34 Carruth St., Dorchester, Mass.
