1921

News is a scarce commodity for this month. So, we may have to rely on reminiscences and news of the Hanover Plain to fill out our diminished quota. (Obituaries don't count.)

Bill Embree says that the weather in Chicago has been "a little dirty in spots," but not as cold as reports from Hanover. He remembers a day in December in undergraduate days when the minimum reading was minus 43 degrees, and during the Christmas recess it went to 60 below. Coming back in a blizzard on the Wolverine which should have left the Illinois Central Station at 9:30 a.m. was delayed until four o'clock in the afternoon. He says, with tongue in cheek that he was glad that with our advanced ecology we have "licked the weather."

Emory Corbin's wife who acts as Em's amanuensis, tells about the blackout around Christmas time when New Britain was without heat and light for three days and two nights. Fortunately, good friends took them in. Olive is still involved in theatricals, as either on-looker or actress. She was going to play the part of the witch in a children's theatre production of "The Wizard of Oz." Pier husband says it smacks of "type-casting." Their repertory theatre does all sorts of exciting things under a new managing director.

In July of this year the Corbins plan a trip to the West Coast "if things hold together."

Ralph Steiner comes along with some Vermont humor. He wrote this doggerel for a minister's family who came to his 75th birthday party on February 8..

In spite of the news, which gets vomiter and vomiter, You raised the mercury of our heart's thermometer.

When ice coats the roads, and one skids and one slips (Filling the air with the sound of cracked hips) And nose runneth over and chapping of lips.

You are the friends who our courage up-whips.

(Hardly Shakespeare)

"The only news at Thetford Hill is that a teacher of film from New York Hunter College was here for three days to ask a million questions. He is doing his Ph.D. thesis on me. Seems I am history. Even so there's still a sign of life extant. I'm more interested in the new film that I'll be editing the next day at 9 a.m."

The Steiners go to Haiti for three weeks to unfreeze the maple syrup in the veins. The hotel sounds great and unbelievably inexpensive. If so, I'll let you know so that you can establish a Dartmouth-in-Haiti Club. If you need a voodoo, just telephone.

He goes on further to say that last fall he explored the Old Coach Road, just north of Norwich. He dreamed of coaches up river during the Revolutionary War. Bang! The road stopped immediately in a circle of modern houses. It seems the road was named for an old basketball coach.

Your secretary and his wife celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary by spending a most pleasnt holiday visit with their daughter and husband (A.G.B. Grosvenor) at Lexington Park, Md. Alec is in charge of the Patuxent Naval Aviation Base as he fills out his active service before retirement in six years. Their two daughters are students at Dana Hall in Wellesley and Southboro nearby. Sandra, the younger, is a mathematical wizard and wants to matriculate at Dartmouth to learn all about computers.

Secretary, New Boston Rd. Norwich, Vt. 05055

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