1929

Behold the day of Rock and Swing, Of dalliance and do-your-thing, Of blasts no one can really sing. Be glad for of songs far sweeter With discipline of rhyme and meter, When hearts, instead of ears, would ring.

Look on page 353 of your 1929 Aegis at that clean line of uniformly dressed cheerleaders who could tie the whole stand together in cheers and songs, and be proud of your Dartmouth.

At our mini-reunion over the Colgate game weekend the cheerleaders were a bit less scruffy than in recent years, and the would-be wit over the loudspeaker was less full of verbal graffiti. The band played more music, although still too embarrassed to march into place. We did have a fine, heartwarming weekend.

The law in New Hampshire keeps recognizing our '29ers. The Franklin Pierce Law Center held the inaugural of the Frank Rowe Kenison Lectures, recognizing Frank in the role of chief justice. One subject was "Frank Kenison's Contribution to the Law of Torts." And Dud Orr was one of four to receive the New Hampshire Governor's "Award of Distinction" for 1982. Jean Orr fell and damaged a knee, so they missed our reunion.

Most of the news bits coming to Jack Hubbard with dues payments are from the old regulars. Frank Williams and Walt Sherwood again sing the praise of the twice-a-month meetings of the Dartmouth Club of Sarasota. John Laffey has just left to join them. Florida travelers: Don't miss it.

Bili Davenport is finally retiring in June after 54 years of college teaching and will then take another look at Europe. Rick and Tommy Rimbach celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary with another trip on the Enna G, the old Holland American Princess Margriet. It carries 75 passengers and freight to Majuro, Ponape, Truk, Saipan, and San Francisco. They report food excellent, crew of Tongans, Fijians, and Filipinos most pleasant. They ate and drank too much and are glad to be back on Maui.

Bob Carr's son Elliott visited the Cape Dartmouth Club last week. He's taking on the helm of the Cape Cod Five Cent Savings Bank. His mother, Olive Carr, is well and living in Cleveland.

Again I hammer at my theme that we must keep pitching to pass on the lessons we've learned to the world our children must live in. For years the John Brown Cook Foundation has worked to promote sound economic thinking at Dartmouth. It's brought us unhappily into conflict with the Dartmouth Review, despite the fact that they fight for most of the things we stand for. So I've been going to Hanover and gotten to know the brilliant students who run it, and I can't help liking them and respecting their talent and drive. Dinesh D Souza, this year's chairman, has written an article appearing in the American Spectator about the new wave of college conservative papers inspired by the Review. It closes with a paragraph urging the restraint and good taste that the Review has so badly needed. There's hope.

Last week our four-year-old neighbor, Katy, described the age of an old friend with, "He's got cracks in his face, like Rip." I hope they don't go too deep!

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