1919
Our unvergleichlich varsitzende, Nick Sandoe, and his sehr schon, gemutlich hausfrau, Dorothy have up down and around Germany gerunning been, the klient's money away frittering. We received a card from them which shows, besides a C-knowledge of German 1, an edifice some hundreds of feet high which looks like an inverted ski pole. Nick reports that he and Dorothy lunch on the top gehadden. All we have to say is that the drinks there must be weak for Nick reports that the whole dining room revolves completely once an hour. Land sakes, two of Larmon's martinis have been known to cause his living room to revolve 234½ times in one minute.
Spider Martin sends a few items: word from Newman Sleeper reports that he feels reasonably well but in spite of this he has been told to stop playing golf. We have often imagined it would feel good to stop. Nock Wallis listens to a different drummer; the other day he played eighteen holes, dragged his own cart, and did it all in less than three hours. While this may cast some doubt on his sanity, it should prove his physical health is pretty good. The score? Not known, maybe he didn't have time to keep score. Also, Wallace and ElizabethWright, of Ames, lowa, recently visited their daughter in Westboro, Mass. Reports have it they do not look their age. MaurieHall (and where has he been?) has at long last completely retired and says he enjoys it thoroughly.
Ray Adams also sends a few items: From Holden K. Farrar "... I retired as senior vice-president of Smith, Barney & Co. five years ago and am now a member of their advisory board. However, as I age, I sometimes suspect that my advice is not always of the best. At any rate we keep trying." And Ev Moxon, "Am feeling much better now. Still manage to play golf three times a week, and am enjoying retirement here on the Cape (Cod). And Lou Haerle says, "the Chadwells had Slim Huntoon, the Hawkinses, and ourselves to a scrumptious luncheon at their Shang-Ra-La-like place and we all had a very fine time." And from Jack Ross, way out in Portland, Ore., "We had a beautiful summer, hardly any rain. We'd like to be in Hanover with you all this fall—we'll make it in 1971."
As the frost left the julep and started moving over to the pumpkin, the football season got going, and to date has been highly successful. It has been well patronized by the Class. At the Massachusetts game, we saw Marge and Ken Huntington, Cotty and Kitty Larmon, and the Beautiful Jane, Max and Caroline Huntoon, Stu and Jane Russell and George Rand. And I'm sure the Bob Lewises and the Jigger Merrills were there. For several seasons now for reasons known only to the D.C.A.C. our seat at all football games has been next to Caroline Huntoon, and our sincere thanks to Mr. Peters. Max sits on the other side apoplectic alternately with despair and joy. Toward the end of the Massachusetts game, up to which point we had not done too well, Caroline asked, "Why are they not doing well?". We replied, "Because their mothers did not love them enough as little boys." She said, "Thanks, that makes some sense. I asked Max and he said that a very offensive tackle was putting a mouse-trap in the line-backer's middle. He becomes a greater problem each fall."
There were many more for Princeton, but scattered, and Brown—but who cares? By the time you get this it will be almost Christmas. You will be hanging up your stocking. And we send to each member of the Class our warm greetings for a Merry Christmas. And to you, Eustace P. O'Sullivan, wherever you are.
Dartmouth men who showed up at OldMill Inn, Bernardsville, N. J. to helpBudd and Leonora Welsh '19 celebratetheir 50th wedding anniversary on September their were left to right, Bob Cleary'26, Jim Hawley '14, John Wallace '28,Budd, Budd Welsh Jr. '44, Win Batchelder '19 and John Bickford '26.
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