1938
Hello for another season, and I thank the Greater Power for the chance to view another September. It’s a magic month... nature’s great yawn before retiring the colors of spring and summer. From the greens come the browns, oranges and yellows with red and purple sunsets. There is a beauty in September all its own; when the lakes and seas are calm and the fishing is good, and the day spells summer in so many ways. Yet, the kids are in school and darkness strikes sooner and, as she grows older. Dame September holds a midnight chill as she slowly glides away from the summer sun. . . . Ah, I guess this is all a sign that a man is 25 years out of college; that the harmony of nature begins to get her share of the eye; even more now, maybe, then “Watchin’ all the girls go by.” Hope you all enjoy it too. Come October in Cleveland . . . then that Cloud returns and hovers here ’til April. We can still live it up in September.
Biggest thing coming up this year is the Twenty-Fifth in June. Try to plan for the trip now. Write that roommate or fraternity brother and decide who’ll drive. Our kids, all five, want to go after all the fun they had at the Twentieth. Try not to let any- thing keep you away. Then too, plan to up your gift this year so that we can make our total giving since graduation equal or exceed $500,000. This means we’re looking for something around $lOO,OOO. Art Soule will see that you are contacted and there is a provision to stretch out payments until January ’64, which should help on taxes. So, be digging down, will ya? If cash isn’t there, the college will accept art work, paint- ing and other property values.
“Big Lar,” the Hull guy who broke through to get Clint Frank on many a down, and whose long legs follow the swagger gait of his shoulders, and who once pinned a 280-pound ball named Don Schott, is build- ing a home in Cleveland’s Bay Village. Not much change in Lar. He’s about 230 and looks rugged to bump. Not much gray hair and still plenty of it. You might wonder why until you saw Lucille. She and Lar have four fine boys: Larry Jr., Brooks, Jeff, and Norman. Mom Hull, the only petite human in the household, has a masterful stroke in keeping the Hull boys in line, and that goes for the old man too. Lar is Re- gional Manager of Shell Oil here with sales responsibilities for the east central part of the country.
Sandy Mills is charged the wrong way. His property attracts lightning. An August stroke blasted his chimney; tore off a great section of the roof and generally shook up the Mills family. No injuries, thank the Man. And Sandy is hale and hearty with always a good word for people and an effort for Dartmouth. Bill Jones, Larry Hull and I enjoyed a golf day with Sandy at the May- field Club here.
Tom McGrath has been elected vice pres- ident in charge of sales development and research of Avon Products, Inc. He started with Avon in 1945, was named di- visional sales manager the next year, and be- came promotion man- ager of city sales in 1950. Prior to his re- cent appointment he had been national city sales manager. A Navy veteran, Tom now commutes to his Man- hattan office from Scarsdale. He’s active in Club and police auxiliary.
Bob Eckel, quietly and steadily plods away at medical research at the University Hospital here and teaches medicine at West- ern Reserve University. Bob and Doris have three great sons, Bob Jr., Chris and Peter.
Don McMahon ’4O, and Louis Benezet ’36, residents of Colorado Springs, have in- troduced my daughter, Theo, to Pueblo Junior College out in the Mountain State. Maybe now I’ll get a chance to visit HowieFogg and Shorty Pabst and the other moun- tain boys.
Picture of the Month is Dan Marshall standing beside a 9-foot-marlin caught at Acapulco, weighing 150 pounds. It’s the same fish I saw hanging there for tourist poses early last spring. The plastic eye on the beast is what makes me recognize it. But Dan says he caught it, and then he added he is sending a picture to Dawkins too. So, knowing that Dawkins will believe and print anything, I better jump aboard. Wadidja use, Dan, worms? Incidentally, Dan looks a heck of a lot better than the fish in the photo, doesn’t he?
Dr. A 1 Wolff, Dean of the Division of Student Personnel at the University of Bridgeport, Conn., has moderated career guidance panels at high schools in Eastern Connecticut. It is not news, usually, when Dawkins talks, but he too has led career discussions for the youngsters in Chappa- qua, N. Y.
Bill Mosenthal, staff surgeon at Hitchcock Clinic in Hanover, reports a spring visit from Sox and Becky Calder. Other than that, “nothing extraordinary,” he says. We bet. Bill Jr., Katherine, Jim, Dick and Tim just can’t be that peaceful.
George Reynolds has been appointed di- rector of program and research at the Scars- dale, N, Y., public schools. Long active in educational work, George received his Mas- ter’s at Columbia where he is studying for a doctorate. That’s all ’til later in the fall.
Secretary, 2945 Fairmount Cleveland 18, Ohio Treasurer, _ Hunter Lane, Rye, N. Y.
