To a country boy who entered Dartmouth in 1916 the present building boom in Hanover seems nothing short of colossal, stupendous, or use your own adjective! The Hopkins Center, of course, is the cynosure of all eyes, and what a tremendous building it is. There was nothing even remotely ap- proaching it in our time and I only hope that those kids up there now appreciate it. The Nervi Field House, rapidly approaching completion, must be seen to be appreciated. I've watched its construction from the very beginning and the building procedure alone was, to say the least, astonishing. To those who have not had the opportunity to visit the campus lately, let me add that the new Medical School complex, the several new dormitories, and the Bradley Math Center have changed completely the campus we knew as kids. You'll see it all at reunion time (1964). By all means plan to get back for that one - there'll be so much for you to see and admire.
Among the honorees in connection with the dedication ceremonies at Nervi Field House on November 18 was our own PaulSample. A very timely and fitting recognition of a fine artist and a great guy! The citation accompanying his honorary Doctorate of Humane Letters was in the December issue.
Sherry Baketel flew up from Philadelphia for the ceremonies, wearing his long-han-dled underwear. I'm awaiting his official report.
Apropos reunion, you will be interested to know that our reunion chairman extraordinary, Gerald Starr Stone, has taken off for Sarasota, Fla., where he proposes to research the whole subject of reunions and what makes them tick. At least that's the rumor that reached me. There is no truth in the idle gossip that he intends to put a new roof on the Deke House upon his return. Incidentally, Jerry's new home address is Cha- teau Rochambeau Apartments, Apt. 6-N, Scarsdale, N. Y.
Among the freezing citizenry at the Harvard game, in addition to the McGoughrans, were Olney Morrill and his charming consort, the Mel Merritts, and the Ken Spauldings. Ken is flirting with retirement possibilities and I dare say it won't be too long before he makes the move. Jim Robertson and his grandson were also on deck.
The Merritts and we sat out the Yale game in our living room at Norfolk, Conn., the weather being too tough for even old enthusiasts such as we. The game was well reported via radio and we had the picnic in our dining room - just like at the Bowl! (Merritt and his sweet cider!)
Tommy Thomson has been promoting a big deal for the Princeton game - a 1920 get-together. Well, it's a long way from here to there but I'm hopeful we'll make it, weather and so forth permitting. A belated report from Tommy mentions a visit with our Class Treasurer (have you paid your dues?) Al Frey and also a fleeting visit with Sherm Adams some time ago. Tommy is getting his ducks in a row preparatory to retiring next June - he is now practicing in a rocking chair. Incidentally, Mac Johnson '21 sent me a very interesting report of a day he and Harry Harris spent with Tommy at Annapolis a couple of weeks ago. Harry was Mel Merritt's prep school (Dean Academy) roommate and quarterback of our freshman team. Harry later attended the University of West Virginia and subsequently played pro football. Following that he set up in the insurance business in his home town, Washington, D. C., married his high school sweetheart, and is the father of a lovely daughter who is married to a legal light in Los Angeles.
I mentioned last month that we were to have foregathered with the Bowens of the younger set for the Penn game and Dartmouth Night. Here is the Baron's alibi, for better or for worse: "It would have been a little strenuous, what with my wife busy settling the Mississippi question right on top of her efforts to fix up the Cuban problem ... then the tie in the National League pennant race throws off the dating on the World Series..." What a mug!
Sometime back I reported that WilliamMcK. Smith had retired and was living at Merritt Island, Fla. Word has just reached me that his most recent address is Box 119, Cheboygan, Mich.
Other recent address changes are TomCarpenter from Norwalk, Conn., to 123 Point Circle, Jupiter, Fla.; Charles M. Falconer, retired, from Concord, N. H., to 2914 Stoneland Lane, Sarasota, Fla.; and Bill(William P.) Shea from New York City to 1845 West Montecito Way, San Diego 3, Calif.
Here's a nice note from Colonel CharlieMills: "I have just returned from a month's trip to Texas on the Gulf where my nephew was married at Texas City. I spent a week visiting my sister at Austin, Texas. Saw a number of relatives and old friends on this motor trip. One particularly pleasant visit was with W. Owen (Shorty) Lyon '19 of Little Rock, Ark., who was my old roommate in Richardson Hall. I retired from my position on July 20 so I am really enjoying not having to 'push the clock' to get to duty at eight a.m. This retirement is better than I anticipated."
Kenneth (Pike) Emory has only recently returned from a field trip. Guess where? Tahiti. Nice going, Pike.
Paul Richter, "our best friend and severest critic," is currently reliving his high school days — as previously reported - while his son Alex is a three-letter man at Concord High.
From the scholarly Tink Lombard this very pleasant note: "Esther and I just returned from an interesting European trip. We were with a headquarters group of Western Electric and A.T.&T. people and in an unguarded moment I found myself chairman of the trip. We had a 707 Jet and used four large buses for travel in Europe. I recommend this as a fine way to get an impression of countries even though some problems develop. For instance, we had reserved every hotel room in Heidelberg with bath. We soon learned that in Germany 'bath' can mean a bathtub in a room with nothing more!
"A high spot was an evening on the Grand Canal in Venice. A flotilla of nearly a hundred gondolas with appropriate Italian music was a beautiful and romantic sight even for a member of the Class of 1920.
"I plan to follow you in retirement early next year, probably February 1. We are already planning another trip which may not be more fun but will be more leisurely."
I think I have mentioned before that Dorothy and I had planned to spend the winter on the "Costa Del Sol" in Spain. One Fidel Castro and a certain jerk in Moscow have ruined all that, so I guess it's on to California or bust or something.
Dorothy insists that the following is applicable to the season if nothing else. Seems an old guy down in Georgia had saved up his pennies for Christmas. He went into town the day before and bought a jug of drinking likker. He was walking home when he stepped on a sheet of ice. His feet shot out from under him and the precious jug smashed down on the pavement. He looked sorrowfully at the mess and moaned "Uh, uh - Crismus done come and gone!"
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