1945
Post Office Box 39 is not only fairly large, as previously noted, but is also only about a foot above the floor. This necessitates an awkward position when wrist-wrestling with Occupant. I have finally become quite adept at this exercise, maintaining a reasonably upright posture, masking my grimaces, and smiling politely at other postal patrons. The startling result is that I have been able to wrest several pieces of important mail from Occupant's hidden grasp.
First came a letter from Charlie "Moose" Rowan, listing classmates who came to Hanover in the fall of 1941 from Exeter. It seems that there were some 20 of us. I was disappointed not to be able to make the P.E.A. '4l reunion this spring and would like to hear from any D '45s who were there. Later I received a card from Moose, on which he expressed his approval of the impartial and professional manner in which the reporting of the controversial impeachment vote was handled in this column. (At least, that's my interpretation.)
Jim Houghton sent along an excerpt from the May newsletter to prove that he is keeping in touch. His accompanying note was written on a prescription form of the Dakota Clinic Ltd. of Fargo, N.D. (quite legibly, would you believe?) and was signed over the "Dispense As Written." The problem, Jim, is that George Barr has already dispensed this info in the newsletter. I do want you to know that I appreciate your support in my ongoing battle with Occupant and. hope that when you get a chance, you will send along a new prescription with updated info on your whereabouts and doings.
Then Sam Cutler, a former class secretary, took pity on me and took pen in hand. Since the 25th reunion, Sam and Gertie have been busy, to say the least; actually, "on a whirlwind go" might provide a better description. They have sailed their 19-footer on Bras D'Or in Cape Breton, golfed in Charlottesville, Va., skied whenever and wherever they could find snow, played winter golf on the Cape with Class President John Leggat, spent ten days in Bermuda, and returned to sailing on Bras D'Or. Somewhere among these activities they celebrated Gertie's (blank) birthday. Sam actually filled in the blank, but I admit to being a born coward. Sam's son Michael '76 has received his M.A. in foreign relations from Syracuse, while Andrew '78, who is with Banker's Marketing Service of Cambridge, Mass., may be seen playing for the Mystic River Rugby Club. Daughter Marty, a graduate of the University of Vermont, works for Talbot's in Acton, Mass. (quite highly rated in The PreppyHandbook, I am told); and daughter Susie is about to enter Trinity College. With a few more correspondents like Sam, this job would be almost bearable.
Harry Hampton sent along an article from the New Haven Register about the hosting of the Ledyard Canoe Club by the Dartmouth Club of Southeastern Connecticut. In May, David Schreiber took over the presidency of this club. Harry and Ginny are ensconced in their new home at 21 Arrowhead Lane in Branford, Conn., an area, Harry says, rich in Indian lore.
A goodly' portion of our Down East contingent held a summer get-together at Molly and John White's summer retreat on Yarmouth Island in Casco Bay, Maine. Don Cole, who supplied this information, did not elaborate as to why Molly and John are in retreat but, knowing John, I think he will counterattack. Also in attendance were Bea and Burt Hicock, Ann and Dave Kendall, Mary and Dick Kendall, Jean and Bob Lee, and outlanders Ruth and John Leggat.
On a much sadder note, I received notification from Richard Baldwin '42 of the death on August 13 of John F. Monahan Jr. Mo was one of the outstanding members of our class, and detailed information prepared by Ted Smith will appear either in this issue or next month's.
B. Tucker Gilman, son of Richard Gilman, graduated from Dartmouth this June. Attending the exercises was his great-aunt, Karen Theller Gilman, age 92, of Alton, N.H. Mrs. Gilman first attended a Dartmouth commencement 72 years ago when her brother,- the late Ralph L. Theller, graduated in the class of 'O9. Dick's other two sons are also Dartmouth alumni Bradley '74 and Brian '77. Certainly an "All Green" family. And would you believe that Dick, who resides in Los Angeles, is president of Occidental College?
I learned at the Squam Lake Science Center this summer that bears, although they sleep a lot in the winter, do not hibernate. Right then and there my faith in my second grade teacher and indeed in the entire elementary school system collapsed. But life does go on, and all new knowledge must be applied to the living process. So if you're interested (doubtful) when the ALUMNI MAGAZINE suspends publication in the summer, class secretaries, though grateful for the respite, do not hibernate. But they do sleep a lot.
P.O. Box 39 Atkinson, N.H. 03811
