1915
Credit the Post Office Department with finding a use for the lowly nickel!
Holiday Echoes: Adam Sutcliffe comes up with a "long-time-no-hear" greeting from Rumford, R.I.; Elliot Sharp says the chinchillas are doing fine, he's hung up his golf clubs for the season, but he and Hazel still enjoy their dancing; Ruth (Mrs. Pete) Winship is enthusiastic about Hanover's Hopkins Center and Field House and quite happy at grandson Peter Winship's winning his numerals in Hanover High freshman football; Grey (Mrs. Stan) Llewellyn repeats that the welcome mat is always out down at Camden, S.C.; Nan and Joe Comstock greet me from San Clemente, Calif., with "How's Mr. Dartmouth 1915?"; Charlie and SusanGriffith's picture in their attractive yard shows contentment and it would appear they have added another "poodle" to the family; John Healy from Kissimmee, Fla., doesn't exactly begrudge us our snow up here says he's still working every day at his job at the hospital; the Jack Bowlers show how beautiful a snow scene can be out on Hovey Lane; the Hal and Althea Claflin's unique windmill card says we should make it down to the Cape again soon; Doc and RuthDaisy say "Yea! Yea!" to the sentiments expressed in my letter to the MAGAZINE about the Harvard game incident; Bags and GraceWanamaker, leaving in March for South Sea Islands and Australia, say the only places left after that are Russia and Red China—-"we should live that long!" says Bags; Gus and Clara Braun say "Bend the elbow once for us!"; George Ingalls greets me from Boulder, Colo., with "Hi Twin — hope to see you at the next Interim"; Matt("Shorty") and Margaret Gray expatiate about their recent marvelous round-the-world cruise, "nevertheless San Diego looked real good when we got back." They drove to Wyoming in August to see their newest granddaughter—-the 10th grandchild and, says Shorty, "we hope the last—two oldest are in Univ. of Calif."; Art Ford comes up with some interesting snaps of Dr. Lee Ford's Companion Collies which they raise at their Butler, Ind., home. Art says "We sort of make Christmas all year with the gifts of dogs for handicapped teenagers, which is the end result of Dr. Lee's Program - the dog shown is one of the blue-merle short-haired collies — beautiful, n'est ce pas?" (I may add they have plenty of snow in Butler!); more snow is depicted in a scene from Ralph and Esther Brown at North Brookline, Me. Ralph says I gave him more publicity in the November column about that yacht race in Friendship than did the skipper of the yacht about himself - who is Executive Editor of the Washington Post. Ralph is building himself a skating rink next to his house — "a good way to spend my birthday, but I felt every muscle for three days after!"; with Charlotte laid up with a virus, George Simpson undertook Christmas mailings - says Kay Mason has a new Rolls Royce, Henry Marcy's daughter Louise was married last summer to a University of New Hampshire student, and Marv Frederick appeared at one of the weekly Dartmouth lunches at Purcell's in Boston; and did you hear about the disgusted soldier at the Christmas party in the barracks? When asked why, he retorted "Nuts to Santa Claus — twenty years ago I asked him for a soldier suit... and NOW I get it!"
Joe Harris retired July 1, so he and Doris took off for Nova Scotia and Canada, visiting many places during the summer and winding up in Quebec just in time for the annual jet exhibition put on by the Royal Canadian Flying Corps. "Some different from the Nieuports that I flew at Issoudon in 1918," comments Joe. They stopped at Newfound Lake in New Hampshire where Joe grew up as a boy and there made the acquaintance of "Tony," a pony made famous in "An Opening Door," a book of poems written by Virginia Rippey Litchfield, mother of their hostess, a friend of Doris. Joe says anyone who knows New Hampshire would love that book "which ought to be in Baker Library!" They were headed for California and evidently made it - judging by the change of address accompanying these notes.
Tracy Brownell, out in Rockville Centre, L. I., breaks down with: "This year I decided I was old enough to mind my manners so belated greetings to you, the Class and all those who can remember the good old days. Because of this '3 Score and 10 business' and for the second time, I am to be separated from manual labor - this time after nearly nine years with the local village Board of Appeals. Sore? Not me, and it looks like they'll have me tied up with an Urban Renewal project shortly - which will keep me out of the little woman's hair part of the time at least." Trace and Genevieve, heading for Lake Morey, stopped for lunch at the Hanover Inn and gave the old town the once-over. Says Trace: "I can't get used to the changes - over 3000 students and a modernistic new creation in course of completion. Do I make my old-fashioned, individualistic, self clear to you?? Anyway, I sure get a kick out of reading about the grand gang we all knew so well. Keep it up."
Perry "Red" Stevens writes from Akron: "I don't know whether I should be congratulated or commiserated upon my re-election! It was a tough campaign, inasmuch as I had no opposition in either the primary or the final election. The people of this district have been kind to me, with the result that I now am the senior Judge of the Court of Appeals of Ohio. I shall begin my 31st year of continuous service upon that court on February 9. I hope I may be permitted to come to Hanover for the next get-together of our Class."
We extend our deep sympathy to Made-line Austin and family in the sudden passing of Classmate "Austy" Murray Austin on the first day of the year, and to Susanne Rockwood and family in the loss of Classmate Otis Fay Rockwood who died December 8, 1962.
Voyle "Rec" Rector out in Pasadena is pleased to hear from and read about our gang and refers to a session with "Klock" (Bob Fredericks?) in Nice after the Armistice and visits with Don Howe in Omaha.
Sid Crawford was in Needham, Mass., during those 75-mile-an-hour winds and says-he now knows why Russ Rice wears a butch haircut!
Ned Shea reports a mild heart attack interfered with his Christmas-carding, but, although cramping his style for a while, is on the mend.
Bob Bigelow "supposes" I'll be heading South during the winter — I wish I could say his supposition was correct! Especially when a lush card comes in from Bill Reynolds picturing the wiles of Pompano Beach. From what we've heard about the Jamestown area recently, Bill's a smart boy!
We in the Big Town , are sure getting a "liberal" education - reading all the news from Boston to Philadelphia and, with the newspaper blackout here, what is happening to Orphan Annie?
Change of address: Joel G. Harris, 5201 D, The Toledo, Long Beach, Calif.
Secretary, 245 Avenue C New York 9, N. Y.
Treasurer, 60 Stevens Rd., Needham 92, Mass.
