1915
March winds will have to "go some" to keep up with what has gone before in the way of wintry winds - at least in this neck of the woods! Maybe they will have "piped down" by the time this is published.
Dan Daniell reports a hectic weekend visit with relatives in Winnetka - there were two grandpas, one grandma, one great-grandma, and a flock of wild kids. "We shared on the dinner - I made the turkey dressing, Grandma made the pumpkin pies, Grandpa Ed peeled the potatoes (by proxy, his wife said), and Great-grandma baked the turkey with plenty of advice from all of us." Dan comes up with this one: "The Belgian wife was in the delivery room. The nurse came out and told the husband - 'Triplets.' He said 'Get me a gun - I'm going after the other two guys!' "
George Simpson writes: "A note later (which he mis-spelled and re-wrote). Have a sore thumb and it's hard to concentrate See I can't spell!" A belated Christmas note from Virginia Granger says: "We are slow this year Speed is tired and his legs are not so 'Speedy' Have a good year!" Joe Harris, explaining why he didn't send a birthday card this year, reports he was hospitalized in mid-September for major surgery, but x-rays now show everything O.K. "Guess I'm just a tough old bird! We are staying home this Christmas instead of visiting with Doris' daughter's family in Palos Verdes. Our best to all."
Doc Noyes comes up with a typical picture card: "Some people snore, others bite their nails - take me for instance - I forget birthdays." Doc says all's O.K. in Duxbury, except for normal time erosion which he's beginning to notice and he winds up with: "Best wishes to you and your child bride!" Huh! No comment!
Madelon and Jack Ferguson write: "For the first time in 48 years we stayed home this year and tended to a lot of unfinished business. Had a new roof put on the house, some upholstering inside, dental work, an electric eye lamp post installed, and dead limbs sawed off ten oak trees. Hope to be back East next year if we can still find our way. Our grandson and wife in Oregon gave us our first great-granddaughter. Our second grandson and his new wife are coming down from medical school in Milwaukee for the holidays."
Trace Brownell, out on Long Island, does a bit of reminiscing: "At the end of our senior year, Augie Atwood and I were on the steps of the Inn when a procession of 50-year men came along. Augie said 'Hold it a minute let's see what the old so-and-sos look like!' We haven't been back since our 10th Reunion, except for a couple off-year jaunts while summering at Lake Morey, and were not too impressed with the bearded specimens we saw. We are still mobile but slowed down somewhat. Regards to all."
A recent phone from Carl Gish said he'd been in touch with Chuck Ingram and was wondering about Reunion this year. He was referred to Jack Bowler and presumably got full information - as depicted in the FRONTIERSMAN which hadn't been received up to then.
Margaret and Matt Gray certainly came up with a very interesting account of how they celebrated their 50th year of wedded bliss. It is to be hoped that their full page exposition reached all classmates and that their extended tour of the British Isles and way stations started them off on their "Second Fifty" with a lot of fond memories. To their wind-up of "Everything's goin' to B fine in '69" we all say "Amen"!
I don't know who perpetrated this one, but it is worth considering: "Even a stopped clock is right twice a day!" And then there's the youngster who says to his father "I could tell you a new word I learned today, but I don't want to go to bed without supper." (This last one came in from EbenClough.)
A January epistle from said Eben Clough, of Ipswich fame, reveals that they too have been in deep freeze with "ice all over everything." In typical Eben fashion, he tells of a note for a thousand dollars from a little old lady - unsigned and with no return address - so he's "holdin' the bag as usual!" After the Boston Alumni Dinner in February, he and Marjorie were scheduled to tie in with the Kike Richardsons on a fishing tour up in the "Narth Country" with plenty of coal and cords of firewood available. Eben sprung on Marjorie a new Magnavox color set for Christmas so they "went" to all the Bowl games "quite pleasing to the eye," says Eben.
Speaking of cold and icy weather, this scribe, while writing this column, skipped out for a light lunch and "skipped" is the correct word! While crossing icy 14th Street, out went both feet, up came the street, and rip went a brand-new pair of slacks a prized Christmas present. A bruised wrist and a scraped knee were inconsequential compared to the damaged slacks!
So - with March well on its way, may we hope that April will run true to form and bring just enough showers to usher in those proverbial May flowers! Huh - getting poetic, aren't we!
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