1949
My slithy toes are brillig and shortly I intend to rid myself of this cursed disease. The antidote will create another "shortly," namely, this column, as I am forced to put thoughts to paper a mere two weeks after writing the column for the April issue. You think you have guessed it? That I'm resigning? RlGHT—but not from the Job of Class Secretary and not from the Human Race! Having had a major antitrust trial in Denver postponed from March 1 to June 7, I uickly reversed my field to take advantage of the opponent's surprise and planned a vacation away from my opponent —the Rat Race. In a mere four days Doris and I shall be winging our way across the Atlantic to enjoy April in Portugal and the old-country Island of Madeira Who needs a case of the "taste?"'
Rather than get involved with the usual tourist bit, we plan to rent a car in Lisbon and tour the country without reservations or plans of any kind. We have been informed that the Portuguese Government sponsors excellent inns dotted around the countryside that are supposedly superlative. They are called "Pousades." Next month I hope to be able to recommend this form of action highly to you.
News of the Class is pitifully meager this month due to the short month but also because my revered classmates are not being overly cooperative and volunteering (in writing) news of themselves, better or worse halves and other Forty-niners. How about an assist—the hat trick is most difficult. Consult the beginning of the article for proper direction.
Ed Graham is now residing and working in the Gotham of the Midwest, the Big Chi, having left the pleasures and glamour of Los Angeles where he tasted of the forbidden fruit for many years. You will recall from earlier issues that Ed achieved a phenomenal success in television and radio productions after receiving his tutelage on Madison Avenue. What I did not know was that Ed's success was so great that he was able to retire several years ago and live on the fruits of his labors. But he does not recommend this course of action for us. Although Ed found many things to do that were stimulating, it did have its drawbacks in that social interaction suffers. Ed reports that retirement is somewhat of a monastic existence during the day with no compatriots and that one's circle of friends tends to diminish inasmuch as it is not being supplemented through new business contacts. Now back in the saddle as President of Associated Equities Corporation, Ed can be found at the John Hancock Center in Chicago for those of you looking for a luncheon partner.
Mike Marchese has been promoted to vice president of the Lincoln National Life Insurance Co. in Ft. Wayne, Ind., so he can't be spending all his time organizing amateur golf tournaments. He admits to chasing the little white ball most summer weekends, however. Before joining Lincoln's legal department in 1961, Mike was a Captain in the Marine Corps, practiced law in Springfield, Mass., and was in the U. S. Foreign Service. He and his wife Joan have two teenage daughters, Nina and Andrea, and a son, 7-year-old Michael III.
Whilst rummaging through some papers the other day, 1 discovered an overlooked note from Chet Palmer written to TomSwartz last summer. Chet now has his own public accounting firm in the far north country of Lebanon, N. H., with two associates to do all the work for him; both accounting and tax. Having started a lot later than most of you and somewhat later than a few of us, Chet and wife, Nat, have helped the population explosion with Pammy, age 5, and Craig, age 2. Proper accounting demands a footnote to the effect that both children may be one year older as of this late report. When not juggling figures, Classmate Palmer can be found gardening, trusteeing at the Thetford Congregational Church, or financing with the Norwich-Thetford Health Service. Chet makes it quite obvious that he thinks little of political candidates who are merely anti, preferring those who will aggressively do something to improve our society.
Recent Release: Winfield (Win) Wilson has been appointed to a newly created position of General Manager of The Domestic Shipping Container for Weyerhaeuser Co. Win can now sit in his office and let his five regional managers bring in the bacon. Having started with Weyerhaeuser following graduation from Dartmouth, Win took Greeley's advice and slowly moved west from Westbrook, Me., to Delair, N. J., to Charlotte, N. C., and finally to Tacoma, Wash.
Robert Liechti, 2882 Aceca Drive, Los Alamitos, Calif. 90720 has agreed to act as chairman of the committee to determine the 1971 recipient of the Gold Pickax Award. Dr. Bob will need all the help he can get from all of you in order to make a meaningful selection. Don't just think about it—take pen in hand and write your nomination suggestions to Bob as soon as possible. October is really not that far off!
June 30 spells the end of the 1971 Alumni Fund Drive. That date is even nearer and the College needs your support more this year than ever before. So, while you have pen in hand to write BobLiechti, move it over to your checkbook and write a big one for the advancement of higher education unfettered by politics. Even Gunther Perdue may be a big contributor this year! ATÈ LOGO!
Secretary, R.D. #2, Box 234 New Canaan, Conn. 06840
Class Agent, 6-301, Box 599 Cincinnati, O. 45201
