1939
Greetings from gray, windy, and chilly south Florida! This is not meant to be snobbishness in reverse, as we know that most of the country is colder as this is written, but very few houses down here have adequate heat. Only a few pros enjoy flogging the ball in this wind, only an incurable optimist likes fishing at this temperature, and only some kind of a nut would choose to be out on the beach right now. Delray is a good town, but it could use some more fireplaces. Unless you go for shivering, bring wool with you to Florida this winter.
No sooner had we arrived in the Sunshine State than our eye spotted the type of headline in the Palm Beach Post that made us read it twice: "Cushing To Hold One-Man Show At Girls' School." It appears that none other than Whitney Cushing, prominent Palm Beach artist, held a one-man show January 17 through February 5 at St. Ann's School for Girls in Boca Raton, Fla. Among the subjects Whit planned to exhibit were portraits, figures, street scenes, seascapes, ballet dancers, bullfights, backstage scenes, horses, and circuses. Any of you guys want to pose for a few backstage scenes? Whit is a member of the Artists Guild of the Palm Beaches and has exhibited in Washington, D. C., Newton, Mass., Westport, Conn., and Montpelier, Vt.
A note from Moreau Brown reports that a pre-holiday conflagration razed their rented home. The total- loss included their Christmas cards and all personal belongings. Fortunately, nobody was at home and there was no injury. The Browns have started the new year with good cheer and optimism in a new home at Lookout Place, Tomkins Cove, N. Y., and they have a twelve-mile view down the Hudson. Brownie, isn't that the town where there is a Dartmouth man with a long list of physical misfortunes who writes magazine suscriptions?
Bert MacMannie sent us a rollicking photo from one of those Madison Avenue trade papers of sunny Jim Fuller, broadcast supervisor at Young and Rubicam, enjoying a big laugh at a new calendar they are distributing. The calendar enables media staffers to determine at a glance the end date for any spot broadcast schedule of from one to 52 weeks, it says here.
Dr. Ned Bayrd has received another honor. He is now editor in chief of the Mayo Clinic Proceedings, which is published monthly by the Mayo Foundation. We knew he was a good doctor, and we should have known he was a good writer when we read the closing sentences of his auobiography:
"Between the lines are the broken bones, the cuts, the operations, the earaches that demolish the night, the polio, the young tears, and the old sinking hearts. They can't be seen as they fade with time and we are left with a healthy family and a happy home." That's great stuff, Ned.
We told you last month that Walt Martinson was running things at his Kiwanis Club. We now find he is a member of the Boston Chapter, National Association of Accountants; American Institute of Certified Public Accountants; Massachusetts Society of Certified Public Accountants; and American Accounting Association. The machines haven't taken over yet!
Back in January the New York World-Telegram had a good ski story, charmingly entitled "On Your Sitzmark." In it we read that Gordon McCoun, who did his first sitzmarks at Dartmouth, recommends the Portillo, Chile, Ski Carnival. Portillo's big show is all set for next August 26 to September 4. Gordie says Portillo's is patterned after Dartmouth Winter Carnival. He's with Panagra, and if you want to hear more, write him at 135 East 42 Street in strikehappy Manhattan.
Want some serious reading? Try the Hartford Courant Magazine of last November 28. Armando Chardiet has a story in it called "The Secret New Communism" that has the ring of authenticity. "A supreme court justice, Fernando Alvarez Tabio, my next door neighbor, is now Cuban ambassador to the United Nations," wrote Armando. "I didn't even know he was a Communist." Armando thinks Cuba is already lost, the young people well indoctrinated, and the secret branch of communism a threat to all of Latin America.
One of our southern friends just sent us a copy of Commonwealth Magazine because it has a story in it about a guy who started out well and has also continued well. And how many men do you know like that? Lloyd U. Noland Jr. is chairman of the board of The Noland Company, Basic Construction Co., Biggs Antique Co., Richmond Hotels, Inc., and Tidewater Construction Co. He is a director of State-Planters Bank of Com- merce and Trusts, United Virginia Bankshares, Inc., and Southern Wholesalers Association. He's a trustee of the Jamestown Association. We rejoice in your good works, Bozo.
Ralph Folsom has moved across town to 762 Shalimar Drive in Costa Mesa, Calif. Harriman Jones has pursued modern languages all the way to 2 Pare de la Durdent, Mt. St. Augnan, France. Paul Jones is now living at 1307 Opechee Way, Glendale, Calif. Endy Smith may be found at 84 State Street in Boston, Vernon Taylor at 1670 Denver Club Bldg. in Denver, Don Andrews at 3 Horizon Road in Fort Lee, N. J., and Rog Stanwood at 9 Woodstone in Houston, Texas.
Col. Arnold Alexander has received a promotion and gets his mail at Hq. First Army, Qtrs. 68, Governors Island, N. Y. Bob English has a street address now at 28 Berkley Ave., Poultney, Vt. Orval Hatch has moved from Hawaii to TO Waterford St., Edinboro, Pa. Capt. Larry Vulte has checked in at Star Route, Carmel Valley, Calif. Lt. Col. Gene Weeks has been transferred to Office, Chief, Communications and Electronics, Dept. of the Army, Washington, D. C. Charley Gluek, who certainly has made a name for his product at reunions, has moved to 925 South Third St., LaCrosse, Wis.
Charlie Davis is now living at 520 Stony Lane, State College, Pa., and is a full professor of English. Bud Blunt has moved to Bridle Path North, Sands Point, N. Y. John Mecklin has been transferred from Time Magazine in San Francisco to Fortune Magazine in New York City.
Bert MacMannis is making plans for a spring meeting of our Executive Committee, probably in New York in late April. Then on May 13 all class officers will descend upon Hanover. Classmates and their wives who elect a thinking vacation should mark August 14 to 25 for the 1966 Alumni College. Time is moving fast. The next thing you know Dartmouth will be winning again over the Princeton Tigers. It should happen at least once a year!
We're all very proud of our boy SamThurm. He and Ruth Elaine were part of a small group of 180 invited to a formal dinner party at the White House in January. They sat with Justice Black, Senator McClelland, Mrs. MacNamara, and Mrs. Russell Long. It's been a long haul since freshman commons.
By December 1968 four-laned Interstate 91 may be right across the Connecticut River in Norwich. As now planned, an interchange is set for Route 10A, the lifeline between Norwich and Hanover, and we can hear the Hanover Town Meeting debating that one now!
At our request the Alumni Records Office ran off all the 1939 address cards they could find on January 6 and presented us with a master file in booklet form. This shows us exactly where the college thought you were on that day. They think nine men were in foreign countries. No mention is made of all the guys in the doctor's office with double vision after the bowl games. The list does show some temporary questions about the whereabouts of Bud Clifford, John McKeever, Fred Underhill, and Andrew Calleja. Permanent questions are raised about the current address of Roger Baird, Charles Davidson, and Gustavo de Betancourt. You can make a lot of sophomoric wisecracks about the eager beavers in Crosby Hall tracking you down for the Alumni Fund, but the glowing fact remains that their record of achievement is terrific. To keep up to date on 600 guys who write as few letters as some of us (that's a crack, son) is a painstaking job. Could your various firms have as good a batting average as the above? Seriously, now, we'd like to enlist your help in tracking down addresses for the above. Surely the operator at that little old phone company should be able to find Bud Clifford.
Come to think of it, I've got something pretty valuable here. Think what the tubthumpers for golf gadgets, hair restorers, retirement villages, condominium apartments, instant bourbon, and monkey glands would pay me for this list! I just might sell your name to the lot of them if you don't send in some news, pronto, on yourself or some classmate. The choice is yours!
Secretary, Box 38, Cashiers, North Carolina 28717
Treasurer, 666 Fifth Ave., New York, N. Y. 10019
Bequest Chairman,
