1914

These fellows decided some years ago that April would be a good month in which to be born. No one of these youngsters arrived on April 1, so all we can do is to wish them many happy returns of the day: Barsaloux, Burleigh, Colby, Dillingham, Crandall, DeWitt, Gilbert, Griffith, Harrison, Howe, Kittredge, McDonough, Marceau, Overton, Shields, Smith, Stillman, Webster.

If you happened to see the stunning menu for the 100th Anniversary Banquet of the Boston Alumni Association, you probably noticed that some misguided printer performed the neatest trick of the year. He took our own Jim Gregg and gave him the list of sponsors - lock, stock, and check-book to 1919. A heinous but venial sin in our book! Don't believe a word of it.

In a recent issue we noted the serious illness of Sherman Saltmarsh's wife. Now the news is the ultimate in sadness. Dorothy died last month. All the class joins in extending to "Salty" our understanding sympathy.

Do you know any "compatible bachelors." We happen to know of one because Leo Higgins put himself in that category. He has arranged things particularly well. He and his brother have both retired and have arranged to spend six weeks in Florida each winter and two months in Europe each summer. He says that he and his brother, in the other nine months, try to "beat the Dow Jones averages." If you find the secret, Leo, a lot of your classmates would welcome enlightenment on the system.

A short note from Lew Corliss says that he is looking forward to the big reunion in June. He will be that distinguished looking ex-high school teacher talking clearly on your right as you come into Webster Hall.

Our hard working treasurer - CharlesBatchelder — writes from his winter quarters in Florida that he had another "D party" at Paul Smith's ranch. Mary andHoward Fahey were there and so was Grace Niles. Just to make us even more envious, Charley tells us that the swimming has been great.

Here's a note from the perennial youngster. Ken Fuller writes from Lennox, Mass., that "his travels have been severely circumscribed by weddings for both daughters." He throws a little barb in the remark that "while most of us are talking about our grandchildren I am so young that I still am working on the first crop." Perhaps being the chief executive in a major Massachusetts bank is some sort of "fountain of youth."

The best "bench-rest shot" in the class, Chuck Kingsley, writes that he has won no kudos at shooting last year, which is something of a record for our handsome barrister. Chuck brings his proved legal talents to bear as General Council for the Manufacturing Air Craft Association. Chuck now has a granddaughter, Karen Kingsley, who is a freshman in Wellesley and — as you would expect from grandpappy's record - is doing well.

Unfortunately, the Boston Herald was not printed in full color. If it had been, you would have seen an excellent picture of our rosy-cheeked John Burleigh who is the town auditor of Bedford, N.H. The Herald photographer caught John as he was tacking up a notice of New Hampshire's primary election in the quiet and beautiful village of Bedford.

If you have a son who buys strip steel - as I have - be sure to tell him to tell RosieHinman that his father was in 1914. My son tried it with Rosie's months ago and the result was almost immediate shipment of hard- to-get steel. Rosie - like many other fortunate 14ers — is spending the winter in Clearwater, Fla. He will have lots of Dartmouth company down there; notably, WalterHumphrey and Paul Smith. I am sure the 19th hole operates effectively in that salubrious climate.

From Northwood, N.H., Myron Files takes mild but direct exception to the well- known phrase "the granite of New Hampshire in their muscles and their brains." Myron had a seige in Mary Hitchcock Hospital where the renal surgeons discovered that Squeak certainly had no granite in his cranium but some was discovered in a different location. All is well. Myron reports that he was one of the audience when Chuck Kingsley accepted some more honors at bench-rest shooting in Plainfield, N.H., last fall.

Hod Potter is reported to be driving his car again way up in Maine after more major surgery and trials of Job.

Our special correspondent in Dennis, Mass., tells us that Dan Chase can still keep up with the young fellows in golf in pace and score. Dan and his wife, Jane, who is one of the American authorities on old glass, live in one of the oldest houses on Cape Cod, which is a "spic and span" museum-piece secluded at the end of a road. We naturally wonder if another successful novel is in the making.

Dud Colby, now retired, has always been an excellent organizer. He spent a month in La Jolla, Calif., and then up to Walnut Creek, San Francisco, for a week with his son, Norman. Dud is well supplied with grandchildren and fortunately with very good health. In spite of this, Dud says he finds that "it now takes twice as long to do half as much."

Lay and Ruth Little have been spending a good part of the winter in Washington and other southern climes. They will be back in Cornish, N.H., perhaps by the time you read these notes, and it is suggested that any 14ers in this neighborhood would get a typically warm welcome in Lay's beautiful old dwelling, which is a part of New Hampshire's literary history. The American Winston Churchill used to own it.

Did you ever wonder the significance of the initials, W.A.G.? It might well be interpreted as standing for "We are going." However, the official translation of it is W.A. Green. Wag responded to my appeal for news with a card from Morocco. I could read the picture all right and Wag's writing, but somehow or other I found that my knowledge of the Moroccan language had slipped somewhat. Any way I don't like the looks of these Moroccan girls, though the camels are beautiful.

Our energetic, efficient, and genial reunion chairman tells us that acceptances for the 50th in June are coming in nobly! Fred Davidson writes that the enthusiasm for this memorable event is high, and urges everyone of you to "talk it up, talk it up, talk it up." We think this is a very worthwhile enterprise in very capable hands so we are looking forward to the opportunity of seeing you in front of the Inn so we can say with perhaps a particle of truth "you haven't changed a bit." We'll be seeing you.

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

Class Agent, 21 Orlando Ave., Winthrop 52, Mass.