1944

Secretary, 1105 Center St., Milford, O.

Class Agent, 67 Highland Ave., Rowayton, Conn.

Well, Spring's official now. They wound up the Masters; J.F.K. tossed out the first apple; and you've received your initial Alumni Fund mailing piece.

Although I've been associated with the Fund for more years than it's prudent to report, I never cease to be amazed when crack-off-the-bat the first interim statement accompanying the kick-off lists a flock of those marvelous souls who have been sending in gifts, without prodding, in such unlikely months as October and December and February. To those of you who have, may I share Phil Penberthy's 'thanks for a nice starting cushion. 1944 is, at this moment, Number Two in the Green Derby.

I imagine you're aware that at the time you were at school and your dad was footing the bills, he was paying just about 50% of the cost to educate you. The ratio is the same today, but you'll be interested to know that the $450 tuition of 1945 has jumped in the past fifteen years to $1550. The College's tab has trebled correspondingly, so have their needs; I sincerely hope all of you will join Phil and his associate head agents, Bill Craig and Stan Barr, in making '61 our most successful year.

Incidentally, Dartmouth, which established a national fund participation record of 71.6% a few years ago, relinquished it to Princeton in '60 who came through with 72%. While this is incidental, we'd like to be up on top again while fulfilling our obligations.

I felt so badly about Arnie Palmer cuffing his Titlist about the 18th green of the Augusta National yesterday, I phoned PinkyCorroon, who is a good commiserator on elections and golf. But he was interested in speaking about the weekend his family and the Needle Aliens spent visiting Washington, being with the Honorable ClarkMcGregor, the erstwhile legislative counsel of the Department of Interior, Max Edwards, and sneaking into the empty chambers of the House where his eldest daughter held court in Sam Rayburn's chair. When we came back to commiserating, he passed on the sad news that nice old Max saw fit to serve on ... arrrhh ... Lyndon Johnson's campaign committee. Clark is holding the flag high, however.

Among the mere important events of the season, word has it that Jack Grimm is acquiring a giant green Lincoln convertible complete with a Don Ameche. Lest this offend Cadillac dealers, Bill Orr and Bill Hufstader, Jake's getting it on a special deal through a Ford official. Getting back to BillHufstader, he acquired Powers Motors Cadillac in Pittsburgh a few weeks ago and is having a '44 Special if you call him within two weeks after you receive this. When Sylvania transferred Dick Ostberg from California back to Mass., they promoted him to the post of manager of industrial relations of the Sylvania Electronic Systems in Waltham. Lou Schott has left his position as sales manager of Bavarian Division of International Breweries to become assistant to the President of Cincinnati Galvanizing Company.

In a recent communication with the much sought-after director, Bill McElnea, I was interested to know that this year's annual Yale Game Greenwich conclave at Tank Brace's home featured the old running mates, Hose Craig and Al Cooke.

Ostensibly Art Saul is responsible for sales of steel plate fabrication of Avery and Saul Co., Cambridge, but from his activities one would suspect he's field testing pep pills. In addition to seeking re-election to the Board of Selectmen (where he's been three years, Chairman once), he's a member of the Finance Committee, President of the Arlington Boys Club, a corporator and trustee of a local hospital and a local bank, etc., ad infinitum. The current craze in Gotham is attacking old buildings with a regiment of air hammers, and in keeping with the fashion it seems as though the old Dartmouth Club will soon be so much rubble. Most likely prospect for the new headquarters will be the Commodore Hotel. We'll see what Entertainment Chairman John Eaton can do with that institution. John, incidentally, has watered his fleet for the spring season.

I received a sad note from Bob Hyde informing me that his wife, Mary, passed away in February after a two-year illness with cancer (a brain tumor). Many of you, particularly those who returned to school with brides after the war will remember Mary. A Hanover girl, Mary came from a true Dartmouth family. Her father, W. M. Gooding '11, was Superintendent of Buildings and Grounds when we were at school; her brother John was Class of '45; and her two sisters married Dartmouth men. The Class extends very deepest sympathy to Bob and the boys, Jonathan, ten, and David, seven.