1938

It is always a sad duty to record the passing of members of the class. In the appropriate section of this or a subsequent MAGAZINE will be found such notices for DuncanDobie and John Hirst. Both had been ill for some time with chronic ailments and had made an heroic effort to keep going with business as usual. The Class will miss them sorely.

Unlike more responsible forms of journalism, like the Saturday Evening Post for example, a class notes columnist can work from surmise and inference, knowing that if he is wrong, a correction will fill up that much more space next issue. A brief and somewhat scurrilous note from Phil Harty confirms the impression that he is still vice president of Exolon Company in Tonawanda, N. Y.; at least that's what the sta- tionery said. Al Foley, about to retire this June, states categorically that Harty is still there; he actually saw him on one of his alumni tours.

Things must be really rough in New Canaan, Conn. The Blaine Wright Mallorys have been advertising in our local sheet for domestic help. The situation here in what the paper calls the Tri-Town Area is bad enough without "foreigners" stealing what little help we have.

Bob Davidson, whose drivel appears in the column following this, has received ail sorts of news of his classmates from me. Now he comes through with a litttle reciprocity in the form of a note from DickNiebling, whose presence in Hanover I reported not long ago. Dick has been on a half-year sabbatical from Exeter, touring Israel, Greece, Berlin, and London followed by an automobile trip to Maryland, Virginia, and the Carolinas. Now back to trying to drum some English into near-genius skulls.

Dave Bradley, incidentally, is doing much the same sort of thing on a part-time basis at Kimball Union Academy in Meriden, N. H. He has been given a free hand to teach creative writing on a part-time basis when not authoring books like "Expert Skiing." Speaking of skiing, those of you who have not yet had a chance to glance through Sports Illustrated's "History of American Skiing" have missed a considerable treatment of our generation - Durrances, Bradleys, Chiverses, Ted Hunter, John Litchfield, et al.; as the book points out, this group dominated American skiing almost completely.

From Minneapolis comes word that Morrow Peyton has been honored by the Boy Scouts of America by being awarded the Silver Beaver for meritorious service as President of the Viking Council. When not devoting his time to the younger generation, Morrow is a banker, president of the Second Northwestern National Bank. He has also served on the Community Chest.

One of my favorite newspapers is the Greenfield, Mass., "Recorder-Gazette." On December 12 this outstanding journal in a two-section issue per week, carrier-de- livered) carried a big spread on the promotion of Lucius Nims to be treasurer of the Millers Falls Company. Luke started as a Mid-Western district sales manager, has been assistant treasurer for two years, and before that was director of the time study department. Nims is a director of the Greenfield Country Club, a corporator of the Franklin Savings Institution and Franklin County Hospital. He is a member of the Franklin County Industrial Management Club, the National Association of Accountants, and the Second Congregational Church. His slightly bald but benign countenance graces the feature article.

From the mighty Lone Star state comes news that Johnny Harmon has moved up the ladder from Major to Lt. Col. in the Air Force. He is chief of orthopaedics at the hospital at Carswell Air Force Base. He is also a fellow of the American Academy of Orthopaedic Surgeons, fellow of the American College of Surgeons, member of the American Medical Association, and belongs to the Masons, Lions, and American Numismatics Association.

Called Ted Hunter the other day, only to find he was in Europe, "on business" Strange that this trip should coincide with the Olympics!

Ed Perrin has been commuting from Hartford to Hanover. One weekend he was here for the Alumni Council meetings, the next for the Football Banquet. He was among several alumni cited by Bob Blackman for their recruiting activities which must be the backbone of any successful team. And recruiting these days means a deep scrutiny into academic achievement and possibilities more than it has ever meant before.

If by the time this reaches the street, I am not out of the Mary Hitchcock, please hurry up and get a writ of habeas corpus. The doctors threaten me with a month, but you can't trust the medical profession once they get their hands on you. No surgery contemplated but a miserable session of therapy and other medieval tortures. After that there will be an announcement of the opening here in Hanover of an office for Educational Counseling, - boys only, please! So if you know of any urchins who want to find the right boarding school in New England, send them to me with their check books in their grubby little fists.

In the meantime, Carnival will have been and went; today the ice sculptures are beginning to spring up in spite of the unseasonable warmth and comparative lack of snow; and when this appears, the duck boards will have been put down and the most miserable season of the year in the offing.

Pat Uhlmann '37 and horse went right on with fox hunting after a fall in practice.

Secretary, 12 Summer St., Hanover, N. H,

Treasurer, Hunter Lane, Rye, N. Y.