On page 29 of the January issue of this publication is a picture of 11 souls returning on the Gripsholm in 1942 aftfer internment by the Japanese in the Far East. Four are identified and it asks for additional identifications. Ed Bowen '20 called this to our attention and, sure enough, there in the back row, standing behind the late Mrs. Russell Durgin is our own Charrlie Biddle. We remember well the time of his return and our small part in his rehabilitation efiorts. And just a day or two ago we received from the Alumni Records Office of the death of Larry Milligan in Sarasota, Fla. Sad news, this, and more about it will appear as soon as possible in the obituary column. One of our most colorful guys.
In February we had a letter from Les King '25 of Goose Rocks Beach, Kennebunkport. Me. He asked for the addresses of Jack Ross and Bob Paisley. Among other things he said, "... both were Melrose, Mass., Boys — the reason I went to Dartmouth." Many of us had funny reasons, we suppose, From Spider Martin in Scottsdale, Ariz., comes word that the weather is fine - his golf okay. You'll note that he does not say his golf is fine. That lad is always looking ahead and he is not going to say anything that might jeopardize his handicap, say a year from next August. Also, Spider, aided and abetted by Kitty Larmon and Nick Sandoe has us greatly confused about the health of Chet Gale. Kitty wrote in early February that on the phone with the Gales she learned that Chester had been sick - that he was now better. Two weeks later Nick and then Spider report that Gale is laid up. It is our hope that Kitty's report is the final word and the other messages too long delayed.
Our ever-faithful correspondents Nick and Dorothy Sandoe have tried to be helpful Dorothy writes that they have not been in New Hampshire since December. The love of their lives, a brand new shiny sits sullenly the cellar of their swank Park Ave. apartment building. With great tenderness, it seems to us, they go down often to see it - give its battery a drink. It suffers from lack of gas and Dorothy blames it all on something she calls an odd number. We do not think she means Nick. Our President beefs briefly about energy matters - seems to think it's worse on Park Ave than anywhere else (he should wait in one of our four-hour lines all before daylight). He even went hopefully, to a luncheon at the Union League Club to hear the president of Exxon and came back empty-handed. These contacts are not always as effective as might be hoped. And Nick enclosed a letter from Johnny Kunkle which he received a short time ago, and John has to be the Class Champion Get-arounder. He explains to Nick why he can't come to Reunion: "... I will go north just as soon as the ice goes out which will be around May 22, and be there for at least six weeks. When I return from there, I will go to northern Quebec to Ungava Bay. When I return from there, I will immediately go to the Yukon and we will fly out to Whitehorse on the Yokon River, and go back in by helicopter - be there for at least two weeks." Wow! Remember us to Yukon Jake will you, John? Hen adds in longhand that he is going to see Joe Eisaman next Sunday. That is a move we can undertand and it sounds like the best part of the whole deal As for us, we are going to take a nap.
Secretary, 24-C Lake Morton Apts. Lakeland Fla. 33801
Class Agent, 405 Edmands Rd. Framingham Center, Mass. 01701