1940

Being your class secretary does have its compensations. On the last Thursday in April, my wife Zel and I wound up the rubber bands in our l'il ole Saab and squirrelled down Route 4 into Hanover. We were greeted by typically beautiful spring weather so well remembered in years gone by. Unchanged were the budding elms and the softball games on center campus with spectators braced against the senior fence taking it all in.

This was Green Key weekend, without a big name band. The arriving dates were as great as ours, with most toting their own backpacks and sleeping bags. A headline entertainer was. Dave Wolpath, a talented guitarist, who played to a sparse crowd in Collis (Commons without butter on the ceiling). Athletic events were rampant baseball against Harvard; crew vs. Wisconsin and M.1.T.; an intercollegiate bike race; and, best attended, lacrosse against Brown. And the Barbary Coast, twenty-strong, played their arrangements (I still prefer the rhythms of the Dorseys, Gray, Miller, and Goodman.)

The College conducted a pair of seminars. One traced the technological development of communications in teaching from the earliest video tape to the current employment of video discs in combination with Apple II computers. A satellite receiving dish will become operative during the summer, expanding the versatility of the systems. The second seminar had a student panel keyed to the subject of the role of extracurricular activities at Dartmouth.

Fund reports given indicated the Campaign for Dartmouth has passed the $143-million mark on its way to the re-set goal of $ 185million as of April 30. The Alumni Fund drive on the same date had reached 65 per cent of the $7,200,000 goal. The most recent report on our class's performance finds '4O dragging its feet. By the time the Pony Express delivers your ALUMNI MAGAZINE, the campaign deadline will be approaching fast. Let this serve as one of the last reminders to get behind Ostrander by June 30 with your pledge and check. What your past gifts have meant is evidenced by Dartmouth today the well-maintained facilities, the quality of its teaching, and the product it turns out year after year. Make your continuing commitment before the fragile mind forgets.

I enjoyed a stroll around campus Saturday made particularly delightful when I was joined by a perky, refreshing female member of the class of 'B4 on the stretch between Tuck and Baker. She was native to New Hampshire. She is directing her education toward a law degree. She bemoaned the fact that time had passed so quickly and that her freshman year was just about finished. The feeling she had for the College, the cohesiveness of the undergraduate body, and the tremendous support and fidelity of the alumni in particular, gave rile a great feeling of elation and pride.

A Dartmouth-oriented program little publicized was described to me by Jay Weinberg's brother Charles '42. The Hopkins Center reaches out to the rural schools (the type with one teacher serving several grade levels), brings those students to Hanover for a program of exposure to the arts a play, a concert, an art exhibit. To so many, it is their first exposure and an exciting adventure.

Our own Stet Whitcher was duly honored by The Class Treasurers Association, which named him its president for the forthcoming

year. On the same day, Stet celebrated his birthday, shared with Hugh and Joan Dryfoos,Bob and June Austin, Gordie Wentworth, Elmerand Joyce Browne, Bob and CrosbieMacMillen, and the yours trulys, all in attendance for the meetings.

A welcomed letter was received from JackFaunce, a thank-you response to a birthday card, in which he brings us up to date. Forty years after graduation from Dartmouth, Jack "graduated" from Aetna Life and Casualty last July. Says Jack, "To me, retirement had a negative feel so I said I was graduating and that is what has happened. But 40 years between the two is something. We didn't make our 40th because of many changes taking place at the time mostly my freedom from everyday office work.

"Never had a chance to play golf until last year. Kay [they will be married 40 years this year] and I took lessons and are really golf nuts.

"My wife has a business on Route 10 in Simsbury, Conn., 'Book and Candle.' It's a business we started for our C.P. daughter Christine fifteen years ago. After 10 years she needed more independence, which she now has with her own apartment near here. Kay decided to continue, so we now have a fine business doesn't make a lot of money, but we have fun working together.

"My youngest, Holly, lives nearby, so we enjoy our grandson very much. Great to see a young one grow and enjoy all the new things in life."

Make a note, those of you who keep an address book. Bob Lake has departed Cincinnati and Proctor & Gamble and now resides at 61 Tide Mill Lane, Chatham, Mass. 02633. He attended a recent meeting of the Cape Cod area alums, whose president this year is Chet Berry.

It's never too late to learn? That is the credo followed by Jay Weinberg's wife Marian. This month she will don cap and gown to accept her M.B.A. at Pace University. Their home in Pleasantville is a miniature Kiewit Center where she programs and processes data for Avis agencies.

The MacMillens are grandparents again. Daughter Candy Achtmeyer delivered 10 pound, 2 ounce Olivia on March 30.

The scene is always changing, but the imminent retirement of Ike Weed from Dartmouth's woodworking shop will leave a major void. Ike's craftmanship is unexcelled, and his hundreds of students have had a great mentor over the years. A one-man showing of his works opens soon at the Hopkins Center. Hope you have a chance to take it in.

This must be my last reminder to you of the fall mini-reunion to be held over the Princeton game weekend, September 19. Rooms have been blocked for the class at the Sheraton in West Lebanon, where, on Friday evening, September 18, the gathering will begin with an informal cocktail hour and dinner. At present, we are contemplating lunch in the Alumni Room at Blunt Alumni Center (old Crosby), and those of you just in for the day are welcome to join the rest at this meeting place where coffee and doughnuts usually abound. Plans for after the game have yet to be made, but be assured that they will be complete. For the last version of the weekend plans, check out Bob Austin's bulletins. Let's make it a big gathering and have a great time.

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