1921

As a postscript concerning the transcontinental meanderings of the Stan Whites, we are pleased to report that word has been received of the birth of a grandson - Daniel Everett on April 15 to Jonathan and Cindy. Grandma Evelyn reports that both Daniel and the Monterey Peninsula "are beautiful."

Don Smith, who was reported on a few months back, has mastered the trick of driving a car with manual controls, and is already planning an after-Labor Day stay at Boothbay Harbor, Me. Looking still further ahead he is hopeful of spending at least one day at our 1971 Great Golden Get-together.

Reg Miner has been celebrating Green-up Week by discarding obsolete material from a forty-year accumulation of letters, souvenirs and memos concerning the class and its membership. He is prepared to mail five-pound samples of this assorted material C.O.D. to any interested parties. If used to kindle a fireplace fire he guarantees that a pleasing green smoke will develop, with an accompanying scent of the "Lone Pine."

We had been forewarned by Russ Good-now that he and Marion might sneak up to Hanover "when nothing special was going on." This visit finally transpired during the third week in April, according to a calling card left at your scribe's front door just 24 hours before the latter's return from a Florida excursion.

Kent McKinley, claiming to be tired of Florida winters, spent the month of February in Hawaii. He has visited the 50th state in every month of the year except August and September, and reports that "it is always the same. Eighty degrees and sunshine." The World Almanac tends to prove Kent's theory, since it shows that the mean temperature in Honolulu is five degrees warmer than Miami in January (72.5 degrees), and three degrees cooler in July (79 degrees).

Chuck Moreau, the publisher of five newspapers in the "Five Great Essex Suburbs," is finding it difficult to slow down his work load due to management problems, but was able to steal away for a winter holiday at Pompano Beach. He expects to take time off to participate in the '21 weekend at Woodstock Inn this fall. Spouse Monette will accompany him, along with eleven-year-old daughter Susan. Chuck wonders if there is any other '21-er who can claim such a young offspring, or can boast at the same time of three grandchildren who are older than their Aunt Susan. (If the vital statistics of the class were computerized we would get a quick answer to that one.)

The Nashua Telegraph of April 1 relates the proceedings of the local Board of Education meeting of March 30 which chose to pay tribute to its past president, Dr. Norman W. Crisp, upon the conclusion of nineteen years of continuous service with the Board. The following statement was included in the minutes of the meeting.

Intense dedication, untiring work, with no thought of self, and with no desire for personal acclaim; the highest of professional and ethical standards. These are the qualities which measure the man. These are the qualities which make him so successful, and so beloved a physician in his medical practice. These are the qualities he brought to the presidency of this Board, and which have served as an inspiration to his colleagues.

Dr. Crisp would want no praise, but if praise there be, he would want it short and done with. So it will be. To you, Dr. Crisp, your colleagues, speaking as well for the people of Nashua, say that your 19 years of dedicated service to public education as president of the board is most greatly appreciated.

The announcement was recently received that Capt. L. Stanford Smith, U.S.N., son-in-law of your class secretary, has received an interim appointment as deputy commander of the Pacific Submarine Fleet, currently based at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. Stan is well known by several members of of the Class. During various visits to Hanover he has played golf with Jack Hurd. As skipper of the nuclear Polaris submarine, the "Daniel Webster," he became acquainted with OrtHicks during the launching ceremonies at New London, Conn. In Charleston, S. C., where the "Daniel Webster" was home-ported, he received, in behalf of the U.S. Navy, a gift from the College, which was presented by our Ambassador Ellis Briggs on a sultry low-country afternoon.

A most interesting letter has reached us from Clarence "Sandy" Sanders in Houston, Texas. Sandy is still working "nearly" full time as geologist and manager of an oil company. He states that if he were not an "independent" he would have retired five years ago. Eventually he expects to cut down on his working hours, working mornings only - with afternoons free for golf, sailing, etc. Although he appreciates that most of his classmates are past the usual age for slowing down from a fevered pace, and are now operating on a reduced schedule, he would be most interested in hearing from them about their retirement, and how they are using it. He raises the problems of (1) where to go for retirement, unless they are committed to stay put where they have built up friendships of long standing, and (2) the possibility, for those who can afford it, of having a winter home for residents of the northern climes at a senior golf community in Florida, Arizona, or California. In his own case he has always had in mind some location between Newport Beach and La Jolla, Calif., with a golf course on one side, and a cruising sailboat on the other. His 1969 summer was spent at Laguna Beach, where he found the climate perfect, but with the beach over-run by hippies.

So, if any of our readers wish to obtain some expert advice on retirement programs, Sandy would gladly give you his ideas on "how to resign from the much maligned rat-race." His address is 3700 Greenway Plaza Drive, Houston, Texas 77027.

Through Rog Wilde a clipping has reached us belatedly concerning the Christmas spirit displayed by Judge Ken Sater in behalf of thirteen defendants who appeared in municipal court on the morning of December 24. To all but one, who pleaded innocent, Judge Sater announced the following verdict: "Now listen to me good. The city has a budget cut, and we don't want to pay for your Christmas dinner. So, for each of you, 90 days and costs. But, I'll suspend everything, even the costs, provided you don't get arrested again until January 3." With that, all the men intoned "Merry Christmas," and as they filed from the courtroom some observers chuckled, but a few had tears in their eyes.

In closing the class notes until the fall we can't resist a quote from Homer Eaton Keyes' foreword to Ralph Steiner's 1922 pictorial album: "The season's round at Hanover; late autumn's misty mornings and ghostly nights; the silent vastness of winter making the countryside aloof as high heaven; the crisp clarity of days with skies the tint of robins' eggs; violet shadows across crusted drifts; spring, and the first grass blades pricking through brown mould; final days on campus in June's glowing sun. If one comes to these a stranger, he can hardly leave them other than as a friend, admitting his intimate share in a charmed existence."

Secretary, New Boston Rd. Norwich, Vt. 05055

Class Agent, Box 764, Hanover, N. H. 03755