1919

We learned to spell his name by the now famous Davis Chant Method—S-ch-en-ck. jngleton Schenck was his name, he came from Millinocket, Me., and he was our roommate freshman year. Obviously he failed to become aware of what a hard- working, conscientious, dedicated one we were and still are. In response to his Birthday Card he writes Spider Martin, "... Does my old roomie. Davis, put all the hard work on you?" Perhaps a story from long ago will straighten him out. A hod-carrier, burdened with some fifty bricks, had just climbed three rickety ladders to where a brick-layer was building the 4th floor wall of an apartment house higher and higher. A bystander remarked to him, "that's pretty rugged work, isn't it?" "Oh, no," said the hod-carrier, and pointing to the brick-layer added, "I just carry up the bricks, he does all the work."

Other bricks brought up by Spider: Alice Mauk, Stan's widow, has been in New York City where she has been hobnobbing with the Sandoes for one, maybe others. Spider and Bea plan to leave for Scottsdale, Ariz., about February 1 and will stay two months. They expect Bob and Florence Stecher to be there during March. And they plan to get together at least once with Jack and DorisRoss in Palm Springs, Calif., not far away. He confirms also the notice we received from Rock Hayes that he has sold his West Newton home, and from now on he and Alice Earl will spend six months of the year on their farm in West Virginia and six months in their newly finished condominium in Delray Beach, Fla. It will be hard to think of Rock as not based in that West Newton home on the edge of Braeburn where so many of us have had so much fun.

Right away comes to mind one occasion when the Hayeses threw a birthday party for George Rand, at the time their houseguest. Among others present were John Chipman, Bill and Doris Cunning- ham, and maybe Elmer Pilsbury. So the piano was being stirred up rather constantly by four to six expert hands. George listened with as much enthusiasm as any of us, but when the party was over he said to Rock, maybe just a little petulantly, "Gee, me the fourth best piano player in the DKE house and they wouldn't let me play at my own birthday party."

Ray Adams tells me that Louis andHarriet Munro recently had a visit with Casey Bevans' widow Tony, and they report they will not go to Florida until February probably. Charlie Mills writes, "We were in Denver recently visiting our daughter. The altitude bothered me, however, and I'm glad to be back in this polluted city (Cleveland). In early winter we'll go to the home we bought in Daytona Beach, Fla. Return north in April." BobbyBard writes nostalgically enough, " ... Although I have been far from Hanover, and not back too many times, those four years, I'm satisfied, were the most cherished yet."

An increasing proportion of our correspondence tends to dwell on the vagaries of septuagenarian health, which is not surprising for this is a subject of importance to us all, surely. But our editorial policy for this snort column, if indeed we have one, has been to emulate the sun-dial and record the sunny hours in so far as possible. And will everyone, starting now, please have a New Year full of them, and write us about them. Meanwhile, we strive to be like BobPaisley. In spite of the fact that he has been held together for years by nothing more than a few Band-Aids and a little fatty tissue, he says, "I'd be all right if the doctors would stop telling me I'm fine for my age."

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