1910

Bert Kent writes from South Hadley, Mass., on February 21 that his wife of 52 years had died the previous week after a long illness. Our condolences to Bert for this void left in his life. Bert represented the Class at the memorial services in Troy, N.Y., for our former president and secretary, Russ Meredith, and managed a collection from classmates for a silver tray to present as a memorial to the Troy Boy's Club in which Russ was very active. Bert enclosed a letter from the president of the Boys' Club acknowledging the gift and said in part, "It is the most beautiful work of art and we are looking forward to the formal dedication of this tribute to Russ and involving the Troy Rotary Club, the Trojans for New Troy, and other organizations in which Russ was active."

Your secretary receives the newsletters of '09, '11,'12, and '13 and in one of them a tragic incident was related which should serve as warning to all Tenners. An alumnus of Dartmouth had attended the Yale game and, in walking home after dark, he was hit by an automobile and injured so badly that he died the next morning. The dangers of walking on the road in the dark have been doubly accented by two more similar episodes within a short time. Our classmate Beezle Parker was struck by an automobile and instantly killed, and the February issue of the AlumniMagazine contained an obituary of "Cap" Allen '12 who met his death in the same way. At 80-plus years there are enough deaths from natural causes without increasing the number by accident. It is very difficult for a driver to see in the dark a pedestrian who is wearing a dark suit. And especially in advancing years, when reflexes are slower, one should never walk on the highway in the dark without showing a flashlight.

Howard Smith has been digging out his memorabilia to send to the College Library and he sent your secretary a four-page sheet which some poverty stricken Students of our time had published under the name of "The Hanover Hydrophobia." It simulated an ordinary news sheet with glaring headlines, all printed in green, and was a hilarious spoof on news of the activities of the faculty, students, and townspeople. Is there any such humor in the present generation?

Heine Barrett and his wife returned from a Caribbean trip via Florida, and are stopping for lunch with the Clearwater group. Another gettogether is scheduled for April when Whit andKaren Eastman from the Colony on Sanibel Island plan to stop at Clearwater on their way north. Whit has seen Jim Porter's widow Helen and has gotten in touch with Hazen Jones at Naples.

Ken Phelps at Palo Alto, Calif., isn't finding "sunny California" so sunny after all as they have had an abnormal amount of rainfall, causing floods in some areas. A letter from Ken to Whit is filled with bird lore, so we will have to count another member of 1910 as an enthusiastic and erudite ornithologist.

Pineo Jackson sends a couple of his favorite quotes from our former President Ernest Martin Hopkins: "Too few men are becoming intelligent among those enrolled in educational institutions. It is a comparatively simple thing for a person to develop brain power, but it is a difficult business to develop the essential blend of knowledge, purpose, and sense of proportion which constitutes intelligence. Mental lubrications have the same relationship to mind that gymnastics do to the body. A physically attractive body may be an aesthetic delight, but soon palls unless representative of a real personality. An intellectually brilliant mind may win admiration from minds less sparkling in action or less furnished with diverse gifts, but unless it is accompanied by constructive purpose it comes soon to be recognized as a mere show piece."

Again, "I would insist that the man who spends four years in our north country here and does not learn to hear the melody of rustling leaves or does not learn to love the wash of the racing brooks over their rocky beds in spring, who never experiences the repose to be found on lakes and river, who has not stood enthralled upon the ton of Moosilauke on a moonlight night or has not become a worshipper of color as he has seen the sun set from one of Hanover's hills, who has not thrilled at the whiteness of the snow clad countryside in winter or at the flaming forest colors of the fall—I would insist that this man has not reached out for some of the most worth-while educational values accessible to him at Dartmouth."

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