1914

February may be the shortest month of the year, but it certainly has the longest birthday list of 1914. The following men decided it would be a good month in which to be born and we salute all these rampant youngsters: Barsaloux, Burleigh, Colby, F. H., Dillingham, Crandall, DeWitt, Gilbert, W. D., Griffith, Harrison, Howe, Kittredge, McDonough, Marceau, Overton, Shields, Smith, P. W., Stillman, Webster, P. D.

He was a very impressive sight when last I saw him in San Francisco! Tall, dark, handsome, and splashed all over with gold braid on a navy blue uniform. That was the only Rear Admiral in our ranks — ArthurH. Dearing. But "Art" has decided that the Navy is too old for him; so he has retired and is now enjoying the title, Director of the California Commission for the Accreditation of Nursing Homes. But, before this, Art was Executive Director of the Society of American Pathologists. Our handsome classmate seems to pick up impressive titles but Bill Washburn says that he hasn't changed a bit since he knew him in World War II as the organizer of the Pacific Fleet Medical Department. Here he served directly under the famous "Bull" Halsey.

The whole class sympathizes with HenryLowell in the loss of his lovely wife, Marjorie. This was a closely knit and happy family with three sons and eight granddaughters.

"The Apple King" of Wolfville, Nova Scotia, writes that he is not too sure what he is going to do this winter, but we assume that some snow lands in Wolfville, that the temperature slides down below 70 and that George Boggs may find the lure of Florida irresistible as do other '14ers who seem to like the sun, the beaches, and the views of Bikinis.

If you had paid your class dues it will be no miracle. But if the miracle occurs and you want to please your class treasurer, Charley Batchelder, you can mail your check to 17715 Gulf Blvd., St. Petersburg. Charley is there 'for the winter recovering nicely from his double cataract operation.

Our indomitable and ever youthful WinWeber is getting all lathered up about his prospective tennis match in June when he and Win Snow will take on all comers young and old. This will be worth watching.

More about the peripatetic! We don't know how Herb Austin works it but he is now organized in a so-called "study mission" to the South Pacific. We suppose Herb wants to see how the big dailies on those uninhabited Pacific atolls work the rotogravure presses for the Sunday editions. It seems to be a nice life if you own a newspaper!

We have a quiet, unassuming classmate by the name of Bill Holway and Bill was one of the lucky fellows to marry just the right girl. Mrs. Bill delighted us with a long letter in which she notes, among other things, that Bill's firm of consulting engineers has just passed through a very busy year on the $30 million Markham Ferry Dam in Oklahoma. They are also consulting four 30,000 KVA Westinghouse Generators nd generally establishing themselves as one of the leading engineering companies of the country.

Their younger son — also Bill — graduated from Dartmouth and is president of the Oklahoma Consulting Engineers Association. "Ma" Holway has received Radcliffe's distinctive award for Alumni Achievement. This Holway family is really quite an outfit.

Win Snow's brother, Edward Rowe Snow, one of the best known writers of New England, brought us up on ancient history by telling us that Win, who is a champion swimmer, was present at Revere Beach when the famous Annette Kellerman was arrested for indecently exposing her body. Miss Kellerman believed — and the world has long since confirmed her theory — that if a girl wants to swim, she can do it much better without "trailing clouds of glory" and petticoats and such.

I suppose he could be called "Silent Sherm." At all events, we have to rely on Pennell Aborn to give us even brief news of Salt Marsh. We are sorry to learn that Mrs. "Salty" has suffered a broken leg and has been in and out of the hospital for some time.

You don't have to be a professor of English at a distant New England college to be prompt and gracious in replying to a request for news. But apparently it helps, because Win Loveland has just come through with a brief but interesting report of his recent trip to Europe. He reports that he had never seen Europe so "busy, prosperous, and expensive." Win also reports that he spent some happy hours with Roger andLouise Rice at their Sprucewold cabin in Maine. We've had that same beguiling invitation for some time and we look forward to the Rice hospitality some time in the near future.

Al Richmond, as you would expect, has some very excellent advice concerning snow. Having analyzed the situation from an engineering point of view, Al writes "look at the pretty white stuff but let some other fellow shovel it." This is the kind of advice I expected and got. Al's oldest son, Pete — also an outstanding engineer — is a Lieutenant Colonel of the United States Corps of Engineers. This fellow was born at Mary Hitchcock Hospital; learned to ski just about as soon as the doctor took him off the formulas and is now entirely at home at Anchorage, Alaska.

Jack Hanna, who always seemed to plan things properly, retired from the faculty of Columbia Law School and indicated willingness to teach law in the South. He was very improperly staggered, however, when, during a year's teaching at the University of Louisville, he was confronted with the coldest winter since we clutched our sheepskins in Hanover.

Jack's son, John Jr., has relinquished his position as Assistant United State's Attorney in New York and has attached himself to one of the leading law firms in Boston — Ropes, Gray, and so forth, and so forth, and so forth. Jack also says that he is trying to convince his daughter, Elizabeth, to come up to the 50th in June. We hope he does because we always wanted to meet a good looking American girl who has a string of degrees from American and European universities and married to an aristocrat (he has a Von in his name) who lectures on cybernetics. In fact, we hope Jack brings all his daughters with him.

And we hope you come — and bring your entourage, for Freddie Davidson — as you would expect, is doing a mighty job on "THE BIG REUNION."

Secretary, Farwell Lane, New London, N. H.

Treasurer, 165 Marlboro St., Wollaston 70, Mass.