1919

These notes are being scrambled together extra early as your Secretary is hoping to make a trip South and doubts if there will be time during my travels for the ALUMNIMAGAZINE.

Bob Lewis, retired from the Williams Laundry of West Lebanon and Hanover writes:

Thanks a lot for that yearly birthday card which arrived right on the dot of January 16. How do you do it? The only consolation to the realization that we now are in our sixties is that all the rest of the Class of 1919 is too. And not only them but many of the ones I meet every morning at the local Post Office, at Rotary, and elsewhere. It's no job at all to pick up the mail at nine o'clock instead of being at work in West Lebanon at seven. Just to keep busy and not stagnate I'm handling some real estate. Have pieces on my list from plainfield and Meriden and of course, Lebanon to Lyme. Hope a lot of Dartmouth men will want to locate in this area for good when we get good spring weather.

Under pressure from my wife, I'm gradually cleaning out the accumulation of the years in the attic. Of course, I can't throw away an old issue of the DARTMOUTH ALUMNI MAGAZINE without scanning through it. This year we are waiting until about March first before we head for North Carolina and probably points further South for about a month hoping that when we come back, real spring will be on its way. So far, we have had a very mild winter up here. Of course, it seems milder when you can just take your time getting up and out the door.

Bob Roland of 4065 West Barton Street, Seattle 16, Wash., comes through with a newsy letter of his fine family:

This is a much overdue letter, probably by three years, saying I do appreciate your Birthday Greetings. I've kept putting it off until there was something to report beyond the fact that I was loafing. I was retired from my job as Executive Secretary of the Society of American Florists in 1956. Shortly afterward, I went to Massachusetts on a special job which was finished in seven months. For the past twenty years, I have yearned to live in Seattle so when some business obligations in the east were finally settled, it was Westward Ho in the fall of 1958. For shelter, I have a fine small house with a magnificent view across Puget Sound to the full sweep of the Olympic Mountains. For living, there is almost year-round gardening and hundreds of streams in beautiful woods within a half hour drive for an addicted fly fisherman. Salmon fishing is the big sport out here but I have never enjoyed getting calluses from the hard seat of a boat. All this wasn't enough so, since December first, I have been employed as expeditor in the office of the head man of I. P. Callison & Sons, second largest producers of botanical drugs and essential oils, mostly mint. In addition to a tremendous domestic business, they do a substantial amount of exporting so the job is quite interesting and with very congenial people. I'm just lucky.

Family-wise, there has been a large production. Roberta is married to the managing director of a structural steel company and they have six children, aged three to thirteen, including a set of twins. Tom is an orthopedic surgeon in Los Angeles and has four girls aged one week to seven years. Sid is with General Steamship Agencies, Inc. in Milwaukee selling cargo space and handling the paper work on ships of the several European lines they represent when in dock. He is not yet in production and seems to be more interested in sports cars than in marriage, his latest acquisition being an Alpha Romeo. George, that just about wraps it up in a large nutshell. Eugenia is in fair health and, aside from a normal accumulation of geriatric troubles, I am still feeling just fine. My most cordial regards to you and any of the "boys" you may see.

Nock Wallis writes to Ray Adams: "Here you are (enclosing a check for his class dues) (why don't more of you send in the dough to keep the Memorial Book plan going?). Just back from a swing around the circuit, Pittsburgh, Detroit and Buffalo. Manage to keep busy almost to the point of being snowed under."

Bill (Grogan) McMahon notes: "Got the birthday card okay and many thanks. These birthdays seem to be coming so fast that the first thing I know, I will be up to Clements. Some writer who probably never will have a best seller wrotes: 'You will reach the age that you will be too old to run after the girls so start learning to crawl fast' ... I'm sure he knew something so now I am starting to learn to crawl, so on with my lesson."

Class son - Mr. and Mrs. Roy Pierpont Aaron announce the marriage of their daughter Marcia Gae to Mr. Alan David Stone on Sunday, February 28, in Dallas, Texas. Alan is the son of Jim and Paula Stone.

For those of you who haven't signed up for the Capital Gifts campaign, don't forget the Alumni Fund!

Secretary, 1273 North Avenue New Rochelle, N. Y.

Class Agent, Madison Ave., Shelton, Conn.