A special month is one where we have news from classmates who haven't been heard from since forever, and this is such a month.
Not since I've been tending this store, for instance, have we had a fix on Hank Fisk, but now we do. He writes from Wilder, Vt.: "Esther is a nurse practitioner at Dick's House, and I sell a few siding and storm-window jobs. We have six grandchildren and two daughters in this area plus two elsewhere. Son is a surgeon in Houlton, Maine.
"We motor-home to Florida each spring warn Bob Lempke and Don Taber that I plan to look in on them come March. Visited Hall and Priscilla Buzzell on their Newport, Vt., farm Labor Day weekend. He has retired from teaching at Norwich U."
Also emerging from the long-lost file is Sandy Courter, still resident in Cincinnati, Ohio. "I've closed my office and am no longer in private practice as of August 1. Now doing only hospital electrocardiography on a rotation basis for about six months a year."
It's been some years, too, since we've heard from Joann Loveland, but I'm now happy to report that she recently became Mrs. Robert D. Fisher, as witness: "Still live in Diablo, Calif., and have remarried. Bob is a retired navy captain. I have four grandchildren and one, Joseph William Loveland II, will apply to Dartmouth class of '96."
Then there's Dean Paterson, last 'heard from almost five years ago, if memory serves (and it will have to serve, because I'm not about to go look it up), when he retired to Naalehu, Hawaii. Says Dean: "Highlight of year was a trip to Japan with a small group of Hawaiians of Japanese descent, thus seeing far more than typical tourists. Biggest thrill was being houseguest of a fellow ham radio operator and his family near Osaka."
There is much more left in the in-box, including even a few items from last summer. I promise to deliver next issue, but at the moment we should probably get back to the football-weekend sequence, with a report on the class meeting at Bonnie Oaks and the class project debated thereat.
First came William and Mary. As forecast, Phil and Shirley Hall journeyed to Williamsburg, and Phil says that the weather was hot, that the game was glum, and that other '4 Is in attendance were Norm and Janet Locke, down from Connecticut like the Halls, Pat andDorothy Broh over from Huntington, W. Va., and Ray Welbourn with friend Nancy McClandlish down from Swarthmore, Pa. The dinner party that the local Big Greeners threw at the Williamsburg Lodge was, Phil reports, a fine one.
For the mini-reunion and Harvard game, we had about 36 head in residence at Bonnie Oaks for the weekend, and another dozen or so came up to picnic in Leverone, watch the game, and, in some cases, return to Bonnie Oaks afterward for cocktails, dinner, and socializing.
Contenders for came-longest-distance honors were Cam and Kim Farmer, on from Muskegon, Mich., where Cam is a judge, and Gus and Stew Broberg, who flew up from Palm Beach, where Gus is an ex-judge. Those who came hardly any distance at all were Barbara Sawyer, who is back living in Hanover and working for the College, and Dave and Babs Nutt, who now run a private airport and flying school on Lake Fairlee.
The weekenders included, besides the Farmers and Brobergs, Ellie Crowley (Ez was in Denver on business, as reported last month), Bruce Friedlich and Nancy Trynin, Bob and Joan Frondorf, Jordan and Marge Gotshall, Don and Jane Hanks, Bud and Pat Hart, Bob and Barbara Harvey, Terry and Clelia Higgins, Hugh Kenworthy, Ed and Betty McMillan, Dan and Maxine Provost, Unc and Peg Richardson, Bill and Millie Steel, Bob and Winnie Tepper, Steve and Lucy Winship, and Lou and Barbara Young. Day-trippers encountered, besides Barbara Sawyer and the Nutts, were Ed Acker and family, Rich and Marilyn Fisher, Ed and Marguerite Phelan, Red Taft, and Dick and Louise Whittier.
The class meeting on Saturday morning voted unanimously to endow a "Class of 1941 Scholarship" as our long-discussed class project. Since you have already received a report on this in the mail, I won't rehash it now. You'll get word on further developments here or in the newsletter as promptly as deadlines permit.
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