1921
Bob Wilson continues to be dynamic. He has left Naha, Okinawa, and is back in Tokyo. Each day he is chauffeur-driven from an outlying hotel into his office where he is training five men and three girls in public relations, sales, and law. The new food-and-drug act in the USA, for example, has brought confusion to many Japanese manufacturers, and Bob straightens them out. Versatile, he is interested in leather, razors, typewriters, scrap iron, copper, and helicopters.
Carleton McMackin has married Evalyn Gibson, Manuscript Editor of the Equity Publishing Company, Orford, N. H. In a camper they fled the New Hampshire winter for Pearce, Ariz., where, as members of the Rock and Mineral Club they explored the Chiracahua Mountains and dug for Indian artifacts. With only mild envy they tell of two lucky persons in Tombstone who sold their claim to a silver mine for $4,000,000.
Silver is much on the mind of Russ Bailey these days. He has a new hobby, the study of early American silver, the creations of Jacob and Nathaniel Hurd, and their close friendship with Paul Revere, more silver-smith than nocturnal horseman, and John Singleton Copley, the Boston-born portrait painter who finally settled in London and father of Baron Lyndhurst, the jurist who became Lord Chancellor of England.
Three days at Waikiki Beach were enough for Bob and Martha Burroughs. To go swimming they had to pick their way, Miami Beach style, through and over hundreds of prostrate and comatose bodies. More enjoyable was Maui, the Royal Lahaina Hotel, and the golf course, 6300 yards, and 7000 for the pros. Teeing off also were Bord andBurd Helmer and Admiral George and Mary Anderson. On the way out, Bob in Coronado missed a golf game with George Harris who with Madeline is spending the winter in San Diego. On the way back, Bob visited Los Alamos where researchers hope for a cancer cure by nuclear rays. To honor Martha, formerly married to Admiral William S. Parsons, one of Oppenheimer's principal assistants in developing the atomic bomb, the present director of government activities gave a large cocktail party. Back home, Bob skied ten miles cross country from Waterville, N. H., to North Woodstock. Organized by Sherm Adams '20, a party of five men, three more than 65 years old, completed the trek in good physical shape.
Bob Loeb is a mild Daniel Webster Fan, but he does not know why. The oft-repeated sobriquet, "The Godlike Dan'l," suggests that there must have been a charisma about the man difficult now to understand. On the basis of the "Reply to Hayne" and the "Seventh of March Speech," Bob wonders why Webster is given such superlative adulation. They do not read well, unlike the Dartmouth College argument before the Supreme Court, and fall below the rhetorical standards set by that English lawyer, statesman, and author, Thomas Babington Macaulay. Bob suggests that perhaps the American orator's voice and delivery gave the clumsy, rolling sentences a spellbinding effect. That Webster was a hired hand in the political arena of England and in Philadelphia mercantile and banking circles troubles Bob hardly at all, the political morality of the period being what it was. He recalls that Calhoun, an original political thinker, unlike Webster, was financially subsidized by Southern planters. In the last year as lawyer, Bob may have set a 1921 record. He has read 32 serious books, biography, history, and philosophy ranging from the ancient Greeks to modern Japan but concentrating on England and Europe.
Does not Ted Hartshorn also hold a 1921 record? He has three brothers and one son graduating from Dartmouth in classes from 1902 to 1954. Ted Jr. '54, formerly a lieutenant and Assistant Club Officer in the U. S. Air Force, later a consultant in the design and installation of management systems with Arthur Andersen and Company of Milwaukee, Public Accountants, is now Systems Manager of Hillenbrand Industries of Batesville, Ind. The brothers are John E. '02, a customs commissioner; Elden B. '12, Professor of Chemistry at Dartmouth; and George E. '17, a structural engineer. To celebrate his retirement March 1 as Superintendent of Porcelain Enameling with Geude, Paeschke and Frey, Contract Manufacturers, which he joined in 1958, Ted with Mary spent six weeks in Florida and visited his sister-in-law in North Carolina and his son in Indiana.
Like Tracy Higgins, Russ Goodnow continues to be a powerful and constructive influence in secondary education. The voters' rejection of the $2,800,000 bond issue for a new school, partly because of Russ's disapproval, resulted in his appointment as chairman of a new project. Now under construction, the building will cost only about $2,400,000, and Russ experiences intense satisfaction in saving $400,000.
TRAVELLERS: In Scottsdale, near Phoenix, Frank and Barbara Livermore despite the reputedly dry climate report much cold and rain. They felt better when the desert burst into bloom and they peered into the Grand Canyon with only a trickle at the bottom. . . . Helen Salzer with her daughter and son-in-law, Arthur Warner, a retired Navy captain now at Grumman, flew to Switzerland to visit another daughter, Marcie. . . . Mary Noyes has moved from Wellesley Hills into an apartment at 60 Charles Gate East, Boston. ... In Papua and New Guinea Rowene Kerlin has enjoyed Mekeo Dancers attending "Sing Sing," held to appease the recently deceased Cian leader. She longed to take back to California in cages a kola and a bird of paradise. ... MaryPalmer Hoch and her husband Harold keep on exploring the world by freighter. This year it is Italy and Greece; next, round the world with emphasis on England and Scotland. . . . Hal and Doris Braman abandoned Norwich mud for St. Petersburg Beach sand and Charleston, S. C., flowers at the home of their daughter and son-in-law, Capt. L. S. Smith, USN, former skipper of the nuclearpowered submarine "Daniel Webster" and now C.O. of FBMSTC at the Naval Base. ... Van Shaffer enjoys recalling various pleasures available within a 50-mile drive in Cornwall and Devonshire and wonders what might happen to us energetic Americans if we lived in such a charmingly romantic world.
"Collecting is a glorified form of the miserly instinct," says Harold Bowen, numismatist and philatelist, poking fun at himself. He recently attended the 101st annual Prismatic Club dinner where most of the members are "oblate spheroids." Family discipline is marvellously conservative. A father enters the name of his newly born son for membership. Elected at 21, the son is warned by his father to express no personal opinions on any subject for ten years. Years ago a member willed his large estate to the University of Michigan with the stipulation that the club members should enjoy rent-free club rooms forever. Thus the university must maintain the building and pay the taxes. It attempted recently to present the club with the building, worth about $75,000. The Club's answer was forthright. It was NO.
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