1956
Line Spaulding is trying to accomplish higher class participation during his reign as class president, higher participation in the Alumni Fund contributions, and higher participation by classmates in all activities. In other words, "Stop hiding—'56 is fun."
Well, Rick Worrell got the message and nut on a mini-reunion during the Dartmouth-Brown weekend that indicates 1956 will support with gusto a class function, since some 26 '56s and their wives met at the AD House for pre-game lunch, aftergame cocktails, and after-dinner dancing. The dinner was held at the Green Lantern and fortunately, Pete Shipman provided taxi service in his motor home, which is slightly smaller than a 747 but larger than a DC-10.
Since the historian of the Class does not remember the names of every wife who was there, I will name only my classmates, but believe me, 1956 can be most proud of their taste in women, as the gals stood out for their svelte, chic, good looks as well as their relevant attitudes and activities.
Will Carlton came with treasurer's report in hand and his typical willingness to be of help. He has been teaching at Tuck School for the past six years. Mike Zissu arrived with his cute, new lawyer-wife. The Tommy Manville of the Class is now a partner in his own law firm and is thriving. Egil Stigum traveled from Concord where he is in the insurance business. Dick Kurts and Jack Devine drove up together and didn't stop laughing until Sunday morning, early Sunday morning in a White River cafe. Dick is still sailing and looks the part of the distinguished type you would, expect to find at the helm of the office of a Greek shipping magnate, while Jack is enjoying the involvement and the satisfaction that comes from teaching a sixth grade class in Poughkeepsie, N. Y. Jack Billhardt took up what seemed an entire row in the stadium with his handsome family and, as you know, Jack is now a senior vice president of Smith, Barney and Co. Quite an achievement! One of our most loyal classmates is Cube Conroy who started the mini-reunion concept several years ago and was present again to spread good cheer. Cube is one of our most successful members, in that he represents the IRS Employees Union throughout the country and, as he said to us, "If you ever have any problems with the IRS, give me a call. I haven't had a friend convicted yet."
George Cohan came up from Springfield, Vt, where he is now principal of its school after a distinguished teaching career at Wesieyan. What makes me mad about George is that not only did he always beat us with his grades at Dartmouth but he also came up with the prettiest little English wife you ever saw. Chick Carlson is as tall as he always was, still talks in that Buffalo slur, and is doing well in the umber business. Ted Sheriden has finally left the bachelor ranks and made the supreme sacrifice, namely his flying and officer status. Mike Levy came up a day early to test his avid golfing interest on the Hanover links and came away shaking his head after playing the 13th and 14th holes for the first time. However, his swing looked pretty good in the AD bar, as he only missed one beer cup!
Ted Rone is alive and prosperous. He still is selling firearms throughout the world and had the most complete liquor supply at the ballgame. I think he found all of his children after the game. They were exploring.
Lee Smith looks like an advertising executive should, and his wife looks like Mary Wells wished she looked. DickWhitney makes me almost as mad as George Cohan does. His hair, lots of it, made me realize just how inadequate I am. I didn't have the chance to talk with him, but if he doesn't model for "Command," he should. Dick Jankell was at the game but I didn't see him afterward. What would a 1956 get-together be without Bob Dumont? Always a smile, always willing, always fun. I think I saw Brewster Blackall. I know I saw Dutch Rosenberger, without a beard. Jonathan "Tiny" Strong was the best dressed with tartan slacks, a flat belly, and he owes me a drink.
I don't know whether William D. Witter follows Winnebago, but Pete Shipman, a vice president and director of Witter, sure knows how to drive one. Robert Danziger, Mr. Real Estate of New England, was at the game with Jack Wheatley, Mr. Ubiquitous of the Class of 1956. RickWorrell still looks like a movie star but insists that he is a lawyer turned partner in his own firm specializing in pension plan work. Rick deserves a round of snaps for spending the time (yes, he is as busy as we all say we are) to put on this show. BruceBaekey was present and somebody told me that Jane Oman won the award for being from the furthest away. A gallon of Old Crow . . . which reminds me of a story. You see, there were these two crows sitting on a pump handle. Thank you Line, for a fun weekend. (Ed. note: With the class secretary temporarily abroad, this column was written by Fred Oman.)
Chinese guards watch Herb Roskind '57(left) and Bill Hartley '58 pose before aCanton hotel during an Export Commodities Fair. Herb was there as vice presidentof Soblin Chemicals, Boston, and Billcovered the event as Tokyo bureau chiefof the Wall Street Journal.
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