1921

Here's a nice problem. A retired highschool teacher of Spanish, you are suddenly asked to teach Education and Democracy in Wareham High School. Knowing how fiendishly critical teen-age boys and girls are, where would you begin, and how? Nothing daunted, Phil Noyes asked how many had had U. S. History. About one third. How many knew about the Dartmouth College Case? Only a few. With White-Dan eloquence Phil talked to all of his five classes about that stirring Supreme Court scene in 1818. Eased thus dramatically into consumer education and democracy, the pupils, hands raised, sat on the edge of their seats. Other teachers button-holed Phil, "What's this about Daniel Webster and that small college?" Phil let them have it too.

The son of art able Dartmouth Professor of Economics, George Ray Wicker, our classmate Jim Wicker also has voracious intellectual curiosity in government, sociology, and economics. With a minority population of 25%, Oakland and Berkeley provide him with an excellent laboratory. A large carryover of Negroes brought in during World War II to work in shipyard and defense industries is augmented by masses of unskilled Negroes from the South. Displaced persons, they must be given housing, food, clothes, and jobs. Not yet ready to retire, Jim reaches his Berkeley office at 8:30, works at his own speed, and leaves at 1 to return to his Oakland 1700-square-foot, six-room apartment (no children). Peripatetic, Jim has been living in it for eight years, the longest stay in any one location since his Hanover days.

Manager of Operations in Houston for the Dellwood Oil Co. of St. Paul, SandySanders during 1965 established relations with 16 oil and gas producers, now making a total of 22 part-interest producers since Sandy founded the company in 1964. He does more than roll up his sleeves to go to work; he rolls up the bottoms of his trousers. When you think of the Rio Grande Valley citrus area, you think of sun. What Sandy and Ella Grace found was constant rain and cold endangering precious crops. Out by a well being drilled, Sandy suffered in freezing mist. The road being soft, Sandy could not drive in but had to wade, deep in mud, from the road to the rig, rugged for a man of 26, ruggeder for Sandy, 66. It meant the loss of a night's sleep. You wish to hear about oil gushing up, engulfing an entire township, and putting a million dollars into Sandy's pockets? Wish away. The well was dry, and, at home, he could have luxuriated in the warmth of his electric blanket pushed up to six. Texas weather having been so wet, Sandy plays golf only occasionally. With a lugubrious expression, dangerous for RynieRothschild on the first tee, Sandy laments that 70's are now out of the question; 82 or 83 is the best he can shoot.

In Pinehurst for the Christmas holidays, Hilt and Mildred Campbell found the golf links so irresistible that they could not be persuaded to move before January 22. Now back there again, they will linger until April 1, return then to Scarborough, take off for Ontario fishing about May 1, settle in after the black-fly season for the summer, and try grouse and duck hunting in October.

Here is something to arouse the envy of other topnotch golfers like Dan Patch and John Sullivan, Burt Chapman and Red Stanley, Pick Ankeny, and Bob Burroughs. Honored with a non-resident membership in the Elgin (G as in Goodness Me), Bill Embree is obliged to be seen on the links of that exclusive golf club in Scotland. Accordingly, he and Alberta, forced to fly home two years ago, will complete their sojourn in England, Scotland, and Wales and hop over to Paris to test their visual acuity in that city of dazzling lights before embarking by Cunard.

Next time you go to Europe, why not try it in the Mary Palmer and Harold Hoch way? Their only firm commitment was the 12-passenger Norwegian freighter "Concordia," which left New York Feb. 17 and gave them a chance to stop at the Canary Islands, Casablanca, Genoa, and Port Said. On their own, they may rent an automobile for Milan, Turin, Florence, and Rome. With visas for Egypt, Lebanon, Jordan, Syria, and Turkey, they may choose all or none. They may take a chartered sail boat and cruise about the Aegean. Expert sailors, they may dispense with a Greek pilot. How many bags for the three-month, not-a-care-in-the-world tour centering on the Mediterranean? Only five. Porters needed? None. Harold totes three; Mary, two.

Familiar with the Mediterranean, Bill andTeeter Alley are cruising in the Far East. After visiting Bill's brothers in San Francisco and Portland, they met Frank and Gladys Doten '23 in Vancouver and with them boarded the Canberra for Japan via San Francisco. Other stops will be Hong Kong, Bangkok, Tapei, and Honolulu.

Continuing to attend hospital meetings, Jim Smead has been searching for a fulltime chief of surgery for the Springfield Hospital, difficult because Jim set such high standards during his practice and because a surgeon sufficiently successful in the operating and classrooms would not be tempted to move. With "good luck" in finding a chief of medicine, Jim modestly suggests that the man was fed up with a big city where he had no further financial ambitions.

Here is an item to interest Russ Goodnow, who has strong feelings about education and equipment. On a one-year term with the Smithtown Central School District Board of Education, Tracy Higgins, persuaded to run again for a three-year term, was re-elected, again unopposed. The district has grown from 8000 to 9000 pupils, but Tracy had a brand-new elementary school ready in September. Tracy's Board has recently approved contracts for two more elementary schools to be ready in 300 working days.

Art Ross could have social security, but why loaf? At the Fairchild-Hiller Corp., Manhattan Beach, Calif., he works Saturdays and Sundays from 8:15 to 3:45 and Mondays through Wednesdays from 3:30 p.m. to 12:15 a.m. Even on his birthday and Christmas he was on the job. In the very early morning his grandchildren tore, literally, into Christmas presents before he went to work and shouted Merry Christmas again when he returned in the late afternoon for the turkey dinner.

Bill Kearns easing off? Hardly. His company has recently landed contracts in Rhode Island, Connecticut, and New York and six in Boston. He and Edna like Fort Lauderdale and may be there at this moment. Bill Jr. is building a bridge across the Connecticut and a bridge between generations with his sixth grandchild, Teddy. John, also on the Connecticut contract, prefers a motor boat and a Corvette to a wife.

Bake Baker has made the Dartmouth College Archives happy by presenting them with a letter written in 1831 by Gardner S. Brown. Class of 1834, when he was a student in Hanover to Philanda Simonds, his cousin, in which he expressed great anxiety about the state of her soul, and his. Reading between the lines, one realizes that, really worried about an attractive young girl, he was sounding out Cousin Philanda not about the other young girl's soul but about her heart. The later career of Gardner Brown suggests that it may have been both soul and heart. He began life as a clergyman with a pulpit and ended as a physician with a stethescope. Bake's wife Sally, a social worker, places children in adoption, supervises them for a year, and completes the adoption in the probate court. She is concerned about the souls of the children and the hearts of the foster parents.

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