1921

Once in a while Joe Lane climbs to his attic and views his old mandolin. With eloquence now almost tacit, it reproachfully asks Joe about the Mandolin Club of our undergraduate days. Where are '21 musicians? And the instruments? What have Mac Johnson and Frank Taylor done with their flutes? Buried them in mousey attics? What of Bill Perry's drumsticks - kindling for a fireplace fire? Nels Barker's guitar? With what feeling the second mandolinists played: Pick Ankeny, Fritz Bornman, and Harry Chamberiaine! With what spriteliness and pathos, the first mandolinists: CoryLitchard, Paul Sanderson, Ted Sonnenfeld, and Jim Taylor! Does Warren Ege, leader of the Mandolin Club, remind them how young and effervescent they were? The 1921 voices - does Bob Elsasser, first tenor, still move his listeners? Is it only in church that Don Sawyer lifts his second tenor? When is the last time that Paul Belknap and Art Gilbert, first basses, raised their voices, deep and true? Batch Batchelder on the cornet — as a retired army officer, surely he could make it sound. Russ Goodnow and Sam Plumb, young men with horns, - where are they now? Have you forgotten who played the bass drum? It was Charlie Gilson, now a bishop. The cymbals? Mayor John Sullivan. When Al Lucier '18 was Mandolin Club Leader, into a practice session wandered a freshman hat which Joe Lane did not recognize, and its owner sat behind him to listen. Al Lucier stopped the group and asked Joe to play over the refrain, which Joe did with taste and virtuosity. But the guy with the freshman hat leaned over and said, "That isn't right; it ought to go like this." Joe, outraged that a freshman should have told him how to play it, said, "What the hell do you know about it?" The freshman blushed and said, "Why, I wrote it." It was Werner Janssen.

Chuck and Monette Moreau came within inches of losing their lives in an October automobile accident when their car collided with a highway truck and was totally demolished. Chuck escaped with minor bruises, but Monette faced surgery with torn ligaments.

When one thinks of Theo. Hamm Brewing Co. , one thinks of Pick Ankeny. After rejecting a $92,750,000 cash offer by the Rheingold Corp., Hamm sold all its stock to Heublein, Inc., for $62,000,000 in a new preferred stock. A privately owned Minneapolis concern, Hamm was the eighth largest U. S. brewer on the basis of 1964 barrel sales. Based in Hartford, Conn., Heublein makes and sells liquor and food products, including Smirnoff vodka and a line of bottled cocktails, with sales totaling $165,000,000 in the year ending June 30. Major changes in Hamm management are not contemplated.

Watch for the Sunday Magazine of the Journal American, "Pictorial Living," Dec. 19, produced entirely by Doug Storer. To acquaint himself with "Amazing but True" Christmas customs, he took a trip around the world.

A recent Hanover visitor from Palo Alto was Warren Homer, psychiatric worker in California state hospitals. He inspected AbeWeld's farm and viewed in Norwich the home of Dick Morin '24 with whom Homer spent time in France years ago. With Homer was his daughter Linda, a former Pembroke student, about to be married to a real estate man. The couple on River Street, Beacon Hill, will live near Don Sawyer.

Protean and versatile. Bob Wilson immersed himself in the New York mayoralty campaign where he enjoyed meeting Screvane, Beame, O'Connor, Procaccino, Stephen Smith, O'Dwyer, and Leavitt. Where next? Fitchburg, Washington, Paris, Tokyo? With Bob, one never knows.

Ted Merriam of Honolulu has circled the globe. The plane taking him from Hong Kong to Bangkok made a 30-minute emergency stop in Saigon. Reaching Bangkok, the English pilot walked through the plane and remarked, "Well, we made it that time."

Phez Taylor had planned on another trip around the world, but Dorice could not get away from her job as Publicity Director at Sun Valley. The Union Pacific Railroad sold it a year ago to the Janss Corp. of Los Angeles, now in the process of building six condominiums, selling off building lots, putting in a ski lift on Baldy Mountain, and improving the Lodge and Inn.

After six weeks in England with golf in Scotland, Norm Carver crossed the Alps, sunned himself on the Riviera, and then sought out that pre-deGaulle heaven where, it used to be said, good Americans went when they died: Paris.

Now retired with a home in Pittsburgh, Les Lambert visits his sons in Chicago and Youngstown, summers at his cottage on Lake Erie in Canada, winters in Florida, and seeks out New England autumn and spring.

With Caroline, Ralph Steiner spent the summer touring Spain, Italy, and France.

Mary Palmer Hoch plans on a Mediterranean, cruise on a Norwegian cargo ship leaving February with a month in Greece and Italy.

Chan and Lorna Symmes sailed for Europe on the "Queen Mary" Sept. 15 and returned Nov. 4.

Em and Olive Corbin made several trips to the World's Fair because their son Al was working with Baird puppets at the Chrysler Industrial Show.

Skinny and Ruth Moore in Florida,travel vicariously. Their daughter Pat, aged 18, a Colby freshman, worked at Harbor House, Nantucket, last summer to save money for her junior year in Europe. Aged 22, Tina, who trained in Hawaii for the Peace Corps, is now in Thailand where her associates refuse to speak anything but Thai.

Ray Mallary and Phez Taylor, Pick Ankeny and Connie Keyes, Gene Leonard and Bud Reichart will be sorry to learn that because of hardening of the arteries George Beaudoux suffered the amputation of his right leg in April.

So many 1921 men quit the city for the country that it is news when Harry andMary Garland leave their South Lyndeboro house for a Nashua apartment and Normand Diana Kadison their White Plains house for a New York apartment.

Bird watching on Plum Island, RogerWilde noted proudly in his notebook "firsts": American bittern, American widgeon, whitewinged scoter, surf scoter, red-tailed hawk, Bonaparte's gull, and swamp sparrow. Questions for the experts, John Herbert and Nels Barker: (1) which of Roger's firsts is called a skunk head and (2) which one when "singing" sounds like the driving of a stake into a bog?

John Sullivan fishes a superb salmon river, the Ste. Marguerite, Quebec. His usual take is 18 to 20, but this year, though top rod, he killed only 7. Two weeks after he left camp, a party of four killed 82 salmon in five days. Why so few for John? The drought. If fish were not hungry, bears were. Despite the wild country, no buildings for 75 miles except fishing camps, transporta- tion by canoe only, John had never seen a bear within two miles of his camp. This year with blueberries so scarce that rare human steaks smelled mighty good, four bears were on the prowl. The stout men about John looked enviously at the thin men. In two nights the guides trapped all four bears but succeeded in killing only three. The fourth escaped by chewing off his leg and leaving it in the trap. Glancing down at their thighs, the pale stout men grimaced.

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