1935

It never fails to astonish me how people get into the jobs they have. If you walk through the city, you see people clinging to high ladders or perched on scaffolds to wash the windows of New York. Far below them are men peering through the dark tunnels of the subway system doing their bit for mass transportation day after day. Last weekend at Hanover over 50 members of the class gathered for our fall meeting. The total gathering, including wives, was well over 100 people. While Bobb Chaney, as chairman of the class, was conducting our business meeting, I had a chance to look over the assembled multitude and think about the wide variety of occupations represented: doctors to heal the sick, insurance agents to assuage the pain of loss, advertising men to persuade, merchants and salesmen to sell, teachers to guide the young and open up new frontiers of knowledge; manufacturers, politicians, administrators, bankers, engineers, writers, personnel experts, plus one outstanding musician in the shape of Jim Huntley, without whose fantastic performance as impresario at the piano our Saturday night dinner would not have been the tremendous success that it was.

Like the Shaker communities of the 19th Century, we could have transplanted our group to some hidden New Hampshire valley straight from the Alumni Hall at Hopkins Center and set up an integrated community with practically nothing missing, except maybe those window washers and subway motormen.

It was a great meeting, set amidst the most brilliant fall coloring I have ever seen in New Hampshire. Don't miss coming up yourself for the first home game next year on October 9, 1965.

You will get a full report in the Tear Bag, but no written document can quite convey the sense of nostalgic belonging which many of us felt revisiting old haunts or simply wandering around the campus in the full sunshine of a beautiful day. I think the enthusiasm for the college, which mystifies outsiders, and it must be admitted, some of our own classmates, was communicated to the large contingent of wives who attended the meeting. Some of them may have come as reluctant dragons; many of them I think went home realizing there was more to this Dartmouth stuff than the Alumni Fund or the rah-rah spirit, with or without an alcoholic haze. There is a tough fabric underlying the Dartmouth community, and the fabric gets patterned in more and more interesting ways as the shuttle of time weaves it out over the years.

Speaking of wives, our meeting was also graced with the presence of Ginny Steinle and Janet Nevin, representing what, alas, must be faced as a growing contingent of '35 widows. Ginny's son John is in the Class of 1967, and our Saturday dinner was also attended by a number of other Dartmouth sons.

Of course, there were a few benighted souls who did not come up to Hanover last week. Bo Fleming has the best excuse of any. He has just been named European research coordinator for the Esso Company and has now made his headquarters in Europe. Bo is vice president and director of the Esso Research and Engineering Company, which proves that a Dartmouth degree in chemistry sometimes pays off. He is also a member of the American Petroleum Institute, the American Chemical Society, the Society of Automotive Engineers and helps edit the journal "Research Management" which is put out by the Research Institute.

Johnny Jewett was manning the barricades against Hurricane Hilda in New Orleans where he went to give a paper before some distinguished gathering of physicians and surgeons. Johnny's son Jeff has just entered the Class of 1968. Dean Couper also has a son Frank entering this year's freshman class, but we couldn't get him to make another trip from Kensington, Ind. Dean is still in Federal Government service having recently been transferred from the Department of the Army to the National Institutes of Health. Ed Offutt is also with the National Institutes with his headquarters in Bethesda, Md.

Wiley Hubbell also has a son, Stewart, who entered this fall with the intention of starting the long straggle for his degree in medicine. Wiley recently ran into some friends of Fitz-DonneH who moved from Hawaii to Roanoke. The Island's Fuller Brush man apparently is still holding his own. If that big IBM installation which Wiley uses to keep track of GE activities around Roanoke is giving any trouble. Bob Chollar should get in touch with him immediately. Bob, who is vice president in charge of research and development for the National Cash Register Company, has just announced a new NCR computer which has a smaller and faster memory unit combined with larger capacity. The computer uses a so-called "thin film memory unit." I always thought my own memory was pretty thin film, but apparently this is the latest thing for computers. If you are interested and have $6,000 a month, get in touch with Bob immediately.

Meanwhile, Sven Karlen has started a new business using computer technology, thin film or otherwise, to provide centralized employment data for employers on the one hand and college graduates on the other. Called "QED" for "Qualifying Employment Data," this service will for modest fees tabulate and disgorge employment information, matching job specifications against the registrant files which will be secured from colleges all over the country. This is intended to simplify college recruiting and is a novel application of computer techniques. If you are interested, write to Sven, Box 147, Bronxville, N. Y. He has a little folder which tells all.

A few odds and ends and we'll call it a day. Neil Roberts, president of the Denver U.S. National Bank, has been appointed a member of the advisory board of the Tuck School; Johnnie Wallace, vice president and senior trust officer of National Shawmut Bank of Boston, has been appointed to the board of trustees of the Glover Memorial Hospital; Dave Williams has been elected president of Institute of Chartered Financial Analysts; George Colton's son Dick graduated from Wesleyan University magna cum laude and Phi Beta Kappa; Don Cameron's son David graduated from Williams with honors and received a Mead grant to work on a governmental project in Washington, D. C.; Dan and Jean Cotton's daughter Elizabeth, who just graduated from Smith, was married to Mr. Robert Williamson Gause; Bill Chapman has been elected vice president of the First National Bank in St. Louis.

Finally, returning to the Hanover scene, New York newspapers recently noted a letter from the Dartmouth National Bank to returning students, urging them to bring along rolls of coins to ease the coin shortage ... don't write, send money.

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