1935
Nestled amidst the hills of Arlington, Vt., is a posh new vacation lodge called West Mountain Farm which Chick Harrison, that geriatrics-minded mouthpiece of Saddle River, is pushing to test his own theories. He even blew Naramore to lunch to get him interested, which shouldn't be hard since it looks like a wonderful spot both for winter sports (it's in the southern Vermont snowbelt) and for hunting, fishing, riding in the summertime. Advertise in the "ALUMNI MAGAZINE," Chick, and see how it pulls. Meanwhile, you can get a circular by writing J. S. Harrison at 113 Prospect St., Ridgewood, N. J.
These things are on my mind since I just returned from a family skiing expedition to Canada. The atmosphere of the place you visit and the people you meet have a lot to do with the fun of your trip. Less snow in the Laurentians than needed but plenty of habitant French, which fascinated the kids, and Molson's beer, which made the old man think of Joe Pilver.
"Venez ici, mon cher ami, an' sit down by me-so An' I will tole you story of old tam long ago — W'en ev'ryt'ing is happy — w'en all de bird is sing An' me! — I'm young an' strong lak moose an' not afraid no t'ing."*
This feeling was strengthened, no doubt, by seeing Fletcher on the Main Street of Hanover as we passed through on our way up. I think time is doing what the authorities never could do - catching up with 01' Fletch at last. He lost his basement store last year and he doesn't look either well or happy. Some of you unregenerate characters might like to send him a card. . . .
Speaking of cards, I got an original at Christmas from our quondam chairman, Reggie Bankart, which is good enough to reprint for everyone's amusement:
The year of "the twist" No matter how you twist it - the year 1961 Brings you best wishes for A Very Merry Christmas 1961 From all the New York Bankarts Babs, Reg, Bev, Maril, Kip and "Punch" 1961
And we can't do the lwist like this again for 4,048 years!
While in Hanover I also ran into BobWilliams' son, Bob Jr., who is a senior, a history major, and one of the most unusual young men I have met in quite a long while. Older than most undergraduates, owing to a four-and-a-half year stint in the Navy (Radarman 1/C) before entering Dartmouth, Bob spurned dormitory life to live in the Lebanon firehouse as a "permanent" volunteer. Among other extracurricular interests he has, with Prof. Dick Goddard's moral support, rejuvenated the Ledyard Canoe Club and personally rescued its buddings from decay. With a persistence that brooked no obstacle this year he organized and financed on a shoestring a four-day "Fresh Air" visit of orphaned youngsters who bunked at the Canoe Club and had the time of their lives skating, hiking, singing, and eating just before Christmas. When I asked him what he was going to do on graduation he replied: "I like this north country. Think I'll stay up here a while. Think I'll work up a little trade going around shoein' horses. Not many of the old fellows left. Lot of work to be done."
From the south country, on the other hand, conies news (from Hialeah, Fla.) about George Cook who, after 26 years with the Palm Beach Company in Cincinnati, must have look at his own advertising pictures. Anyway he quit to head up the custom tailoring division of Golf Pro, Inc. and become a merchandise associate of Ernie Sabayrat, Inc. Golf Pro will have twenty-five salesmen showing golf apparel (particularly for pros) throughout the country. Interesting scheme.
Roland Leich is a fellow we haven't heard about in a long time. Since leaving Dartmouth, where he served on the music faculty for a while, he received his Master's Degree at the Eastman School of Music and subsequently studied composition and the cello in Vienna, Austria. As reported in a recent newspaper article he is "one of America's outstanding young composers, having written works for orchestra, chorus, chamber music groups and many songs." His "Town of Pittsburgh" was performed by the Pittsburgh Symphony and the Mendelssohn Choir at the opening of the city's bicentennial in 1958. His comic song, "Mr. Finney's Turnip," has become very popular with choral groups. Roland is Associate Professor of Music at Carnegie Tech's College of Fine Arts, where he also directs the college chorus, is associate director of the Mendelssohn Choir and director of the Tuesday Music Club.
Bill and Marion Harloe moved in from Rye to 150 E. 69th St., New York. They have just announced the engagement of their artistic daughter Diane to Joseph B. Priestley Jr. of Des Moines, lowa, who is studying medicine at P. and S.
A. J. Ochsner, having anaesthetized everyone in Alexandria, La., has moved to Yuma, Ariz. Ed Elsenhans has moved to Somerville, N. J. — still with Dragon Cement incidentally. Harold Silverman who, at last report, was still buying for Hess Bros, in Allentown, Pa., has become General Sales Manager of About Space, Inc., 156-5th Ave., New York, N. Y. About "Space" not About "Face" — but he'll find out how the other half lives! Alex Schnee has been assigned to Rangoon by the Department of State. Frank Corlett has apparently gone back into service too. What is GPO Box 551, Frank? Thin pickin's this month. That is all. * From "Le Vieux Temps" by William Henry Drummond. (G. P. Putnam's Sons, 1897.)
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