1918

There appears to be a dearth of hard news for the December class notes. Let's see what we can substitute.

After a recent trip to Hanover, lone and I departed southward via route I-89. Some 25 miles later we left the super and struck off in the direction of Keene on state route 10, I believe it was. Incidentally, the fall color if not perfect was all that our innocent middle-western eyes could absorb. After minor difficulties and lunch at Keene, we proceeded to reconnoiter that famous mountain called Monadnock, the prototype of all monadnocks. We looked at it from several places southwest and south, including the nearby state park, Franklin Pierce College, and a hilltop cemetery in Troy. The latter afforded the best view; but it was really necessary to view the famous mountain from several angles and distances to appreciate it fully. For a "little" mountain it sure puts on a great show. That great cap of solid stone is like nothing these eyes have seen on even much higher peaks. I now have an ambition to examine the east and north slopes. After all, Monadnock is only 15 feet higher than Ascutney; but it is considerably more startling. Not that I mean to down-grade the latter, which is still one of my favorites. If I could slough off 15 years I would like to make the climb and see if it is really possible to see the dome of the State House in Boston. I am tempted to give Mount Monadnock some of the credit for the unusual energy which characterizes Jack Bingham,George von Kapf, and Ray Smith, who live or have lived nearby.

Eloise Street, Dorothy Mahoney, and BillieBemis have written me, graciously acknowledging my efforts to convey our sympathy to them in the loss of their husbands, Burt, Steve, and Bill, our classmates. Incidentally, information continues to come in on these talented and beloved gentlemen, adding to the special aura which surrounds their memories.

Jake relayed to me a newspaper clipping sent to him by Mildred Fish telling of the death of Katherine Mudgett, Bill's wife on September 17. I am sure that all of us wish to express our sympathy to Bill. It must be very difficult to suffer such a loss.

Yesterday lone and I drove down to Champaign and watched the Illini eke out a narrow victory over the Wisconsin Badgers, 31-25. As you can imagine, it was a nailbiter right down to the last 30 seconds.

We just phoned Marian and Cort Horr. Expect to get together for one of our famous luncheons sometime in December.

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