1916
Larry Davidson, one of the Californians who has kept in closest touch with JudgePhillips, writes that the Judge has been installed in the Cozy Cottage Guest Home, 2362 Pine St., San Francisco, the Home being the hospital. I hope that many will write our old classmate there. His real name, in case you have forgotten it, as I had, is George B. Phillips. Larry and his wife, Mary, had a most pleasant nine weeks' cruise to the Far East last spring, the voyage including the South Sea Islands, Australia, New Zealand, Indo-China, and Japan. Stirling's Newsletter will tell you more of this and of Larry's enthusiasm for the City of the Golden Gate, "A marvelous city which we feel offers about everything." Larry, whp has lived most of his life in lowa, is really enjoying retirement in California.
Cliff Gammons and your correspondent took a day off in October and drove up to Camp Hill, across the Susquehanna from Harrisburg, to visit Olin Smith and his good wife, Dorothy. Cliff had not seen our distinguished looking Phi Gam brother since college days, 46 years ago. Dorothy served us lunch in her pleasant garden, and we fanned the breeze for much of the afternoon. We emphasized heavily the necessity of his starting plans to attend our Fiftieth Reunion.
A good letter from Fred Davis, who lives in Carlisle, Pa. Fred, who also attended Dean Academy and Northfield University, is in the granite brokerage business, and says that life is happy and satisfactory for him. His business entails considerable traveling and of late his good wife, Eva, has accompanied him. He has curtailed his activities, and says that if his wife had her way he would be in full retirement. But Fred is afraid he would go off his rocker with nothing to do. The children in the family go by threes, - two sons, both college graduates and both engineers, and a daughter. They each have three children and the ages range from 21 years to two months. The nine grandchildren keep the old folks young. They issued a kind invitation to stop by to see them, with the added inducement of a bar so well stocked that a visiting lady recently inquired if Fred thought that prohibition might be coming back.
Joe Newmark has found the pool at the Salem Y.M.C.A. to be a reasonable facsimile of Ponce de Leon's famed Fountain of Youth. I have a newspaper picture of Joe being presented with an emblem denoting that he had completed a 25-mile tour of the spacious ' natatorium - a swim which covered several months. Says Joe, "It has left me feeling better now than I've felt for years."
Doubtless most of the class has received the announcement of the Vantage Press of Bill Brown's new book, "A Hand on My Shoulder," a story of the French and Indian wars. I am about to read it. It was favorably reviewed in the DARTMOUTH ALUMNI MAGAZINE. Tex Rogers or JudgePhillips would be the proper person to review it for the '16 column.
Lack of space in these columns has kept me from reporting sooner interesting news which has been sent me about Freddy Frederiksen, who is living a pleasant life in Munich. He has been in Germany 13 years, the first five in Karlsruhe, where he was Chief Historical Consultant for the Historical Division of the U. S. Army, Europe. The Historical Division kept up a running historical record of the Occupation, and of the activities and problems of the American forces after the Occupation ended. It also gathered from German officers the story of the staff activities and the campaigns of the war from their point of view. For the past eight years he has been in Munich as Advisor to a research organization known as the Institute for Study of the USSR. The Institute researchers are most of them emigres from the Soviet Union, and their studies on current developments in the USSR are published in English, German, French, Arabic, Turkish, Spanish, and Russian and distributed throughout the world to individuals and institutions interested in Soviet affairs. As far as life in general is concerned Freddy adds, "We love Munich, with its concerts, theatres, wonderful parks, and mountain, and lake country at its doorstep, and a relaxed pace." Freddy admits to being "a lousy class member" but states that he has not missed reading a newsletter or a '16 column in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE since June 1916. He writes Stirling Wilson that he hasn't always agreed with his (Stirling's) politics, but has thought that as a class reporter he was magnificent, and figured that as one of the youngest members of the class he was entitled to be a little immature politically and that he would probably grow out of it eventually.
Dick and Kay Parkhurst and Ed and RuthKjrkland met in June in Springfield, Vt., where Kay and Ed celebrated the 50th anniversary of their graduation from Bellows Falls High School by attending a class dinner. For Kay and Ed it was free, but Dick and Ruth had to settle up. Ed writes that it was a grand party but surmises that our 50th reunion at college won't be as much fun, "Since you can't celebrate the irresponsibility of eighteen with as little sentiment as you can the responsibility of twentytwo."
This being the December issue, as the old saying goes, "A Merry Christmas and a Happy Fourth of Ju- er- New Year" to all the Class.
High school and college friends PhilSanderson '18 (l) and Harold Wendell'17 reuned at Wendell's Portland, Ore.,home, a long way from editor Phil'sPortsmouth spot in the Granite State.
Secretary, 7 Swarthmore PL, Swarthmore, Pa.
Treasurer, 684 Burr St., Fairfield, Conn.
