1914
It's tough to have a birthday the month after Christmas, but an even dozen of our class did arrive in this world in January, namely: Bacon, Chase, Coe, Dunbar, Englehorn, Llewellyn, O'Connor, Pierce, Potter,Remsen, and Stiles. To all a Happy Birthday.
A good letter just arrived from HankLlewellyn. Busy as always he is about to open a second unit of his dry cleaning operation in Wheaton, Ill. Still in love with golf he finds time to hit about 150 balls a day. His plans called for Thanksgiving with his daughter in Delevan, Wis., and Christmas with his son in Groton, Conn.
From all quarters comes news that the 1914 clan is determined that all roads shall lead to Hanover in June.
An early report from chairman VogieStiles lists 76 men and 74 wives or widows making plans to join the trek. This with only a fraction heard from.
One man's golf is another man's tennis. Win Webber, perennial purveyor of customtailored suits as he follows the seasons from Palm Beach to Washington to Cape Cod, never fails to find time for tennis a couple of times each week. He asks, "Why retire?"
Two good letters arrived just in time to share with you, one from Charlie O'Connor, brilliant track star of our generation whom multiple sclerosis forced into retirement 30 years ago. Of his wheelchair to which he is confined he writes, "It is not as gaudy a one as Chief Ironside's but it gets me around."
Bob Dunbar checks in from retirement in Elgin, Ill. He and his wife Ethel expect to attend reunion. They have good Dartmouth friends in Elgin and evidently enjoy sharing the social activities of both the American Legion and the Loyal Order of Moose.
Speaking of anniversaries, it was a year ago with the December issue that Elmer Robinson handed me the pen and said please take over. To all who have helped with news of our big family my warmest thanks and my plea not to weary. My special concern, like the shepherd for his lost sheep, is to hear from all who have not written this past year.
Don't iet me confuse you but come next fall a third Gordon Sleeper will enter Dartmouth. The good news of his admission has just reached me by phone call from his father of the Class of 1945.
Sig Larmon, no stranger to special government assignments, has just returned from an official U.S. Government Agency trip to the principal capitals of South America.
Why does sad news so often come with the good? We have lost another classmate in George Arthur Boggs, 77, of Wolfville, Nova Scotia, taken from us on November 8. To my letter expressing the bereavement we all feel, Helen Boggs sends her thanks and warmest regards to the members of '14. Clippings from Canadian papers attest to respect and affection in which George was held so widely in the land he had adopted as his own.
Elsewhere in this or a subsequent issue will be found more detail of his life - his military service in two wars; his public service in the Nova Scotia legislature; his success as a farmer and fruit grower, and his many civic interests. George and Helen fully expected to attend our June reunion together.
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Treasurer, 105 Carnarvon Circle Springfield, Mass. 01109
Bequest Chairman,
