1949

I made you a promise in the last column which I solemnly intend to keep. This month's effort is to be devoted entirely to names in the news. You may gorge yourselves o n bold face type in this one, my friends, as a sop to any and all who thought that they were in for five years of nothing but my idle ramblings, with no word about their classmates. I am still stubborn enough to believe, however, that a description of autumnal Hanover has some merit and will continue to feel this way until the Great Giver finally pulls my shade. Hereafter, I will try to mix up a concoction of names and Hanover material to suit your taste but the martini will be awfully dry unless I have your news items, comments, and criticism.

As previously mentioned. I took off for the College Supply Store right after class elections and bought a pack of file cards so I could take notes about classmates and their families. There are 24 little pencilled cards alphabetically stacked in front of me at this moment, the product of your beeredup reporter's nosiness three and a half months ago. If any facts are distorted or are just plain lies, get mad. I'd rather be wrong if it'll make you write. (Couldn't resist it!!)

Remember big Bob Amirault, our pitcher who blew his white hot fast ball past the best hitters in the league? He's in the computer field, but here's a switch. He doesn't sell them; he makes them. Seems he's in the systems manufacturing division of IBM located in White Plains, N. Y., and lives in Norwalk, Conn., with his wife, Mary Lou, and 14-year-old son. Here's another switch. He has continued his winning ways in golf by becoming a hot shot five handicapper at the Patterson Club in Westport. Bob says he'd love to challenge any classmates in that area, and why shouldn't he? My advice is to keep your phones on the hook.

Dick Andrews grew up in Baaaath, Me., and, like so many other Maniacs, he never wanted to stray too far away from those woods. His attractive wife told me that his respite from the problems of the week with General Electric in Cincinnati is a weekend under the canvas away from it all.

Dr. Paul Bjorklund came in from Centerport, out on Long Island, to rave about his wife's cooking. Ginny is apparently quite a culinary expert and prefers to do her cooking at home rather than over a campfire. The good dentist offers a free extraction with every invitation to dinner.

I guess I must have been napping, but I was totally unaware of the fact that the Class is blessed with twins. I did not know Tom and Hunt Bright as an undergraduate. Their wives were eating together, and I had a nice chat with them. Tom's wife, Del, told me that they are neighbors of Ed MacNeil, in Chagrin Falls, Ohio. Tom has been Sales Manager of Cerro Copper and Brass Corp. of Cleveland for just over a year. Their young daughters, Leslie and Dorrie, may soon be skiing if their parents' interest rubs off, but dad is not sure that his other favorite sport is for the fair sex. He is mad about motorcycles and has convinced many of his neighbors that a tweed-jacketed Ivy Leaguer has as much right to the road as the black jacket set. Randall Huntington Bright and his wife, Shirley, live in Huntington, W. Va., with their two boys, Randall Jr., 12 and Jeffrey, 8. I think it interesting to note that the city was founded many years ago by a relative and his name has been carried down by the family. Hunt travels extensively as a district manager of Revere Copper and Brass, and each winter the family plans a trip to Rome, N. Y., their original home. Sounds as if they might be skiers, too.

Now about this skiing bit!!! Have you ever had the experience of telling a gal that you went to Dartmouth and have her gurgle a la Jayne Mansfield, "Oh! You must be a marvelous skier." Dartmouth seeems to be associated in people's minds with skiing in much the same way as Harvard is with pink socks. Of course, it's all too ridiculous, but why knock it? I can think of far less glamorous associations. Don't ever admit that you cannot ski or you'll utterly destroy the image, and, if you are a real Son of Dartmouth and want to give the sport a fair chance to erase you, make note of the following invitation. Classmate Lee Bronson, our most recently married, and his wife Florence run the Rustler Lodge in Alta, Utah. It is only forty minutes from the Salt Lake airport. College treasurer, John Meek '33, skis there, as do many other Big Green ski afficianados. Lee tells me that he will give any '49 a special rate whether he be a skier or hiker. This is a good deal, so if you can afford the transportation in and out have a ski on Lee.

Those who collect a particular type of trading stamp that features a plaid-clad elephant will want to know that your investment is in the good hands of Tom Towler, who has been recently promoted to Assistant to the General Sales Manager of Top Value Enterprises, Inc. He was formerly assistant sales manager for TV stamps in the Washington. D. C., region (does LBJ collect those too?), and now Tom will be responsible for sales training and area development. Tom moved from oil to stamps in 1962. The Towlers are now living in Centerville, Ohio.

All this verbiage and I'm only through 6 of my 24 file cards. I'm about to confess that I'm a lot less nervous than I was before I revved up this air pump. At such a rate, I might even last out the winter. Please write me, though. Your letters will always have top priority. Following are from letters and news clippings, with more to come - Flash * * * Bob Rooke represented Dartmouth as delegate to the inauguration of Dr. Charles Watts as president of Bucknell University a few months ago. Westport, Conn, painter Peter Gish exhibited his works recently at the Marcel Bruyneel Galleries in nearby Greenwich. Marvin B. Durning of Seattle, Wash., Chairman of Citizens for Outdoor Recreation, has been named a winner of an American Motors Conservation Award. His efforts led to state expansion of outdoor recreational facilities for the people of Washington. Sam Stone has been made Executive Director of the Massachusetts Wine and Spirits Wholesalers Association. Face it, the guy is a real expert on booze. Connie Pensavalle has been named head coach of the new Boston Steamrollers of the Atlantic Coast Football League. This is a fitting climax to a sparkling career in football as both player and coach, so here's to a great opening season. Hub Wheeler, you old rascal, can't you set down your investment portfolio long enough to tell your old pal that you've been elected president of the Dartmouth Club of Bridgeport, Conn.? BobSchmitz doesn't believe in writing, either. Western Reserve University had to write us and pass along the good word that they just tendered him a Master's degree in Business Administration in June. Last but by no means least, I am proud to report that I did receive one letter last month. Pete New tells us that he and his wife have returned to Boston where he teaches at Tufts Medical School while doing research and his wife now teaches in the School of Public Health at Harvard. He also reports that Russ Blackwood is now full professor and chairman of the Department of Philosophy at Hamilton College in Clinton, N. Y. This is all very exciting news and makes it quite clear that Forty-Nine is not completely a class of intellectual midgets. Skoal.

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