Summer has waned and a two-inch snow that breaks all records warns of the winter to come. It is odd to see the whitened foothills so soon.
The polls have closed and nine young men from this area leave in a few days for Hanover Plain. Their names follow and our good wishes follow them: Dennis Grogan and Arthur Yasuda from Denver; Philip Cagnoni and William Herold from Colorado Springs; William Curtis Jr. and James McKehna from Boulder; Charles Long from Lakewood; Richard Durrance from Aspen; and Robert Busch from Fort Collins.
Their leaving reminds us all of the altruistic energy expenditure of Don McMichael '53, enrollment chairman for this region, and his committeemen, some of whom have been names in this column before. Especially active, of course, in the fading days of the program were the interviewing groups, among them Jim Swanson '58, Bob Woodberry '54, Paul Clarkin '58, Bert Melcher'53, Bob Montgomery '56, and others who lent the finishing touches to the form sixes.
Chuck Kettering '53, assistant officer of admissions, was in Denver en route to Boulder and met with the admission workers and a few likely prospects at the home of Don McKinlay '37. All such contacts help and we appreciated Chuck's willingness to assist.
The post-prandial diversion at the last Friday luncheon was an excursion into the past. One hundred years ago this May a Dartmouth freshman left school and joined the 15th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry. He walked wearily the crooked miles: Ball's Bluff, the Shenandoah Valley, Yorktown, Fredericksburg, Antietam, and finally to the smoke-clouded fields of Gettysburg and fatal wounds at the hand of a person or persons unknown in Wilcox's brigade of Southern infantry. Artifacts were shown by Dr. Seymour Wheelock '40, who illuminated this prodigous pedestrian journey: Civil War carbines, letters home, and photographs from a day long gone.
Bob Woodberry '54, direct lineal descendant of Phineas T. Barnum, gave away tickets to a lacrosse game at luncheon, all imprinted "$4.00 Admission," but, like confederate money, redundant with guile and deceit. Was a good game, however, between our Denver lacrosse team (upon which Bob is a tower of strength) and the Air Force Academy team. Oh, the things that happen at lunch.
The peculiar meterological circumstances of this summer did not stop the usual picnic at the home of Ned Grant '30, enjoyed by all. The Squaw picnic has been omitted, according to Monte Pascoe '57 in favor of a gathering of the clans on Dartmouth Night. This is a good idea, and has not been done before. Would we could all assemble in front of the Hanover Inn on this crisp autumn evening.
The monthly luncheons should get under way this month; come and be satiated and edified. Last Friday, remember. See you there!
Secretary, 170 Marion St., Denver, Colo.