1950

The first few days of fall are teasing. Already in New Jersey, a locale hardly known for vibrant landscapes, a few bright yellows and deep reds have appeared. True, you have to look for them, out they signal the beauties of the foliage season in the North Country. Hopefully, the signal will not be a false one. If you remember, two years ago lingering warm spell left the hills of New Hampshire and Vermont lush and verdant until late October, long after our autumnal trek. Last the more brilliant hues had spent their glories a week early, leaving only faint remnants of what ad been. Our expectations this year, though tinged with memories of favorite scenes, are subdued.

In contrast my expectations for the football gladiators are dim, an outlook reenforced by the of the first two games. The first loss ever to UNH had to come sometime in a continuing series. The inevitable best occurred in a rebuilding year. But the whitewash by Holy Cross hurt. As I recall, the last opponent to post a defensive zero was Princeton in 1960. Good as a scoring streak of 109 games may be, it would have been even sweeter to break the record set by Oklahoma back in its glory days. This season would have done it. Realistically, however, the squad was decimated when the seniors, who had helped to capture three successive Ivy championships, were graduated. It will probably be a long season for Jake Crouthamel. his team, and his loyal supporters in the stands.

Back in April a note arrived from Bob andMary Hartshorn. They now live in Hollywood, a rural community in Maryland, not that other, better publicized village out west. Bob is an electronic engineer. His job consists of testing and evaluating avionic equipment for naval aircraft at the Naval Air Test Center at Patuxent River. His avocation is puttering around. He and Mary recently moved their three young girls into an old farmhouse nestled on a six plus acre plot. There are vegetable gardens, orchards and the house to attend to, and the major problem is finding ample time to putter. Bob remembers seeing another '50-ite years ago - Ted Bamberger in Los Angeles. His recollection of the year is hazy.

To get to Vail, Aspen, or any of the new Colorado ski resorts, you can hardly avoid Denver. The mile-high city is also Catron country, where Dick and LaVerne have staked their claim. Dick has increased the scope of his dealership from the city limits to Saab Southwest, Inc. He directs the business of selling (or distributing) Saabs, Subarus, and Lear Jet stereos in the dual role of president and chairman of the board. In addition to looking after a family of four, Dick has been a member of the executive board of both the Denver Council, Boy Scouts, and Denver Boys, Inc. He tends to business through the Rotary Club and the Imported Car Committee of the National Automobile Dealers Association. Among others Dick should compare notes with Jack O'Keeffe of Hartford. For relaxation Dick golfs. No skiing?

The Big Green is well represented in the Syracuse, N.Y., area, and their activities are coordinated and managed by Frank Lion, second-year prexy of the Dartmouth Club of Central New York. His only lament is the paucity of '50-ites on the club's active roster, so he could report on none. On 1 June Frank was promoted to manager, governmental relations council, by the Greater Syracuse Chamber of Commerce. He reports that his job - selling the city and surrounding Onondaga County - is infinitely varied and calls for innovation, improvisation, and flexibility. His objective is to improve all available resources, even the winter snows that rumors persist are unending, for the benefit of industry, business, and residents. The latter also need convincing. Frank's recreational activities are manifold: he delves in photography and operates a ham radio. To exert himself he camps and skis, activities with opportunities abounding in central New York.

When WDBS needed a chief engineer, HarveyGraves was their man. His current peers thought he deserved greater accolades and elevated him to Fellow of the American Nuclear Society. This token of professional esteem and recognition is reserved for acknowledged attainment in the nuclear field. Harvey was cited for his "... leadership in the physics and engineering development of pressurized water reactors, for his contribution to the engineering design and evaluation of the operating characteristics of power reactor cores, for the development of components and concepts for the liquid metal fast breeder reactor, and for his significant contributions to the teaching of reactor core design." After leaving Dartmouth and Thayer, Harvey obtained his Ph.D. in nuclear engineering from the University of Michigan. He put his training to use for a number of years with the Westinghouse Atomic Power Division. Now he is a part-time lecturer at Michigan and an independent consulting engineer. Harvey's contribution to the future in planning for new sources of power is rounded out as a member of the advisory committee on reactor physics for the Atomic Energy Commission.

John (Andy) and Mary Oliver were amused by my theories about their reputed change of address. The 200 acre farm where they have planted and harvested corn, beans, oats, and wheat for 23 years remains fixed. The Post Office moved. Their two girls have also thrived. The farm is located near Auburn, N.Y., where Andy attends to his vocation as director of the Southern Cayuga (County) atmospherium-planetarium. The gist of his job is the operation of a program of lab activities and sky observations for 13,000 students from 26 school districts in central New York, possibly including Bud Gleason's new district near Corning. Andy's work has also been cited for excellence by the National Advisory Council on Supplementary (Educational) Services. The award recognizes the project's success in innovation, pupil achievements, administration, and cost effectiveness. The citation noted that the project was a paragon . . deserving of special tribute . . . and worthy of replication and adoption by other school systems."

Tidbits here and there: forsaking the rigors of Minneapolis, Jim Nye has moved to Atlanta and joined the law firm of Arnold and Cate. WillKane's territory for Newsweek extends north from Cal at least to Vancouver and Victoria. With kids on the mainland the Peter Nottages leave Hawaii to ski in Aspen. Paul Rouillard, on the mend from open heart surgery in June, reports seeing Pierce Udall and Dick Putney at local alumni meetings. After three years in Tokyo, JimWehnes is moving back to Illinois. The mail still heavily favors the Indian symbol and Brooks Barvoets concurs. So does Will Kane. BobFunkhouser advocates an updated, positive symbol to enable Dartmouth to be perceived as an ally rather than an antagonist to our Native Americans. This view extols the ideal in the face of an abject reality, and that is the real issue. PatBrewster among others pops in to see PhilCharron at Deerfield Academy.

A brace of sad notes: Red Holley was stricken with a stroke in 1971. His rehabilitation has been slow; complete recovery is conjectural. LeonKuhn, a veteran of the 10th Mountain Division when he joined us as a freshman in 1946, died in Portland, Ore., in early 1972. Leon will be especially remembered by his friends on the ski team.

Despite forebodings about the fortunes of the football team, my place on Saturday afternoons will be in the stands as often as possible. See you there ... or somewhere?

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