1931

With the 1966 Alumni Fund rocking along in high gear the mailman brings wellstuffed envelopes with weekly reports of contributions from our classmates. As usual and from long habit, our Class creeps off to a slow start in these matters, but the momentum steadily increases as the campaign progresses. Jim Swift sits at his typewriter biting his nails and wondering if the checks are really going to come through. The Green Derby standings show our position is improving but —we need some steam on the last stretch from everyone, particularly those of you who haven't given in recent years. You who haven't, please peel off a small sum and send it to Hanover. Your participation is what is needed to put '31 at the top of the list.

A fine letter came in from Ed Burrill in Fargo, N.D., although it brought sad news of Bill McIntyre's death, of which more details elsewhere in this or a subsequent issue. Thinking of Ed recalled to me the hours we spent side by side (alphabetically, of course) in Smut I. I quote from Ed's letter, "Having been in this area for about twelve years, with very few Dartmouth alumni around, it has been difficult for me to keep up any active participation in alumni affairs. Our main interests now center around three grandchildren in Northfield, Minn., (our older daughter Nancy, and family) and our younger daughter, Marcia, who is teaching in Robbinsdale, Minn. We are presently looking forward to opening our lake cabin at Pequot Lakes, Minn., where we usually spend the greater part of vacations. Fishing there is fair and the relaxation is excellent." Ed's letterhead lists him as district sales manager for Texaco, Inc.

A note from John Byrne (Red-once)Chamberlin says, "My son John was accepted for admission to Dartmouth last December and is going. What about some other sons of '31. Maybe you could list them?" Maybe I could. When we go to Hanover this next weekend for Class Officers meetings we'll see what we can find out, John.

A note from Roger Richardson (who has, over the years, patiently prodded me for fund contributions, along with Ken Sampson, George Hawkins, and others) points up how fortunate we at Dartmouth are in being able to preserve our identity and our interest in the College. Many other colleges and universities, partly supported by public funds, do not now and never will be able to develop the loyalty and the spirit which serves us as the one true constant amid the kaleidoscope of change. Thanks, Rog.

Bob Beisel, who takes this job over in 1969, is the subject of a clipping that landed on my desk, which will give you a vague idea of his widespread interests and influences. Beside being president of General American International, which presumably is a full-time job, he also was chairman, 29th Chicago World Trade Conference, is a director of General American Transportation Corp., the LaSalle National Bank, the Metropolitan Housing and Planning Council of Chicago, the Imperial-Eastman Corp., and the Chicago Crime Commission. He can get all this done because he doesn't take time out for lunch.

Dave Borkum was named chairman of the Inaugural Ball of the Hebrew Rehabilitation Center for the Aged, Roslindale (Boston). When I last saw Dave, at the Boston Fund dinner, he was surprised to learn that SkeetThomas' office was only about 500 yards away from his own. Now, in Chicago, this would mean that maybe 1,000 offices lay in between, but in that section of Brockton, nothing lies in between. I expect to hear a joint report of a lunch date, shortly.

Ed Stokes moved to Orford, N.H., and this column is interested to know what's going on, Ed.

Sam Groves' United-Carr Incorporated board is increasing that company's authorized stock from three million to 10 million shares. Sam says they're talking mergers and still growing like mad. Obviously.

Shep Wolff, who sent in the above about Sam, also notes that he saw Dick Chase, the insurance salesman, and Dick had a black eye and no explanation. Sounds like the usual pit an insurance salesman falls into - he won't take no for an answer. Either that, or as Shep suggests, he's been unusually rigid in his choice of a cigarette.

And now the basket is empty, so the notes are finished once again, fust one reminderend your check to Hanover, to- night.

Secretary, 23 Coughlin Rd. North Easton, Mass. 02356

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