1920
The time - the early twenties, the place N.Y. City, the incident - a nearly fatal street accident near Grand Central Station. A rescue by one of N.Y.'s finest, with lifesaving first aid, then a long period of hospitalization and recovery, aided by the almost daily visitation of concerned brothers of Theta Delta Chi (Dartmouths and others), and finally a return to the stream of life in productive activity until retirement in Florida. So reads a memorable event in the life of Gugger Fiske, Seminola, Fla., now an octogenarian but still an active man, who, with his wife Josephine, attends many Dartmouth affairs in his region.
A pleasant recent incident - a telephone call from Hazel Macomber, not from Florida but right here in Phoenix, visiting her son Harvey and family, who have recently become Phoenicians. Hazel was en route to Seattle to meet Emily Palmer of De Ormond Beach, Fla., for a tour of the beautiful Northwest. More about the results later.
It is difficult to keep abreast of the press about Sherman Adams. First, Richard Meryman's delightful interview, embellished with most interesting pictures, entitled "The Quintessential Doer," in Yankee magazine, was a timely story of the life of a versatile man. If you haven't read it, get a copy of Yankee, April 1978. Then read the Littleton, N.H., Courier of July 12, 1978, and see pictures and detail about the ground-breaking ceremonies for the new Mt. Washington Summit House at which his honor served as m.c. The new summit house, says Governor Thomson, is to be named after Sherm.
To escape August heat in Scottsdale, Art andDairis Pfeiffer took off by car for the northwest, traveling via the California coast line into the magnificent redwoods and beyond into Oregon, Washington, British Columbia, skipping Glacier National Park, but not the Yellowstone and the Tetons. On the homeward journey they managed to spend some time and money at that well-known spot, Las Vegas. The couple love to travel by car. Art, who celebrated his 81st on October 7, looks fit, very trim, and full of vigor.
A not so pleasant call recently from NateWhiteside to inform me of the passing in Evanston, Ill., at the John C. Read Home, of Laddie Myers. His obituary appears elsewhere. Laddie was a man in whom faith in Dartmouth could not be shaken. He was forever loyal, one of Dartmouth finest athletes, and a truly great alumnus. How we shall miss him! Adios, amigo.
Paul Richter has journeyed east again to Concord, N.H., to visit his brother, ColonelHib. This brotherly reunion will be a boon to both men, especially to Hib, who I understand lost his wife Kathy last autumn. We regret her passing, Hib, and extend our heartfelt sympathy. As usual, Paul's inquiring mind has raised with me a question about who might be the oldest 1920 man now living and who might be the youngest. Research has brought the answers but space limitations do not permit the full accounting at this time.
On Hanover Inn stationery dated July 3 came a note from Warrie Chamberlain, then back in Florida. He had been in Hanover visiting his granddaughter, who now lives there - a Dartmouth grad teaching in the Hanover school system. Warrie also visited his daughter in Nyack, N.Y. Now 82, our former track star keeps in good condition playing early morning golf.
Ted Cart, proprietor of Cartwheel Farm in Pennington, N.J., became an octogenarian last April. Acknowledging our birthday card, he wrote as follows, "I am reasonably well. Would be better if I had a new set of eyes, ears, and legs. Otherwise great. Ted." No mention of choppers so we must presume they are A-O.K.
Dal and Marguerite Dalrymple celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in mid-June with a trip to Bermuda, where they spent a memorable week before returning to home base in Meriden, N.H. Dal also joined the ranks of our "octogeranians" in July.
From Henry Spero, replying to his 80th birthday card, came the cheerful news that he and his wife Polly were about to embark on a trip to Portland, Ore., to visit family. You may recall that Hank's granddaughter enrolled at Yale. Well, now she has graduated and is in the employ of a Yale professor, proofreading literary efforts and acting as secretary. Hank's oldest grandson, Steve, graduated with honors from Williams, and (after a year off to work in the U.S. Treasury Department and serve in the Federal Feserve in Washington) went to Yale for his master's. Do something, Steve, I implore you, to control that money supply better. We have had enough of inflation.
All my other notes must await another issue. Shelby Grantham will scold me unless I cease and desist. Adios, amigos.
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