1918

The following is the best I can cook up on my class notes' stove. I'm afraid it's a rather scanty meal - very much like the diet on which I started at the new year, thanks to my inability to dispose of sugar. But the specialist said if I take my medication as prescribed and stick faithfully to my 1,800-calorie diet that I can avoid learning to use an insulin hypo. Oh well, at least I won't be a pot-bellied old fogy. I shall remain thin as a rail, and folks will call me "Skinny." It's fun to grow old - new experiences require new training and hence alertness!

Well, on to the few bits of news of other 'l8ers.

Paul Mather writes from his retirement home, the West wood, that he was delighted to have Christmas dinner with his wife Mary in her nursing home. He visits her three times a week. He expressed thanks for his birthday card and ended with, "God bless 1918." That's a fine response from one who gets about on two canes.

Peg Sargent, Dwight's widow, writes she is fortunate to be near her son Dave and his family. Her score is two children, 12 grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren. She recalls the pleasure of class officers weekend when she renewed girlhood experiences with the wife of Paul Lewis '16.

Doc McBride had his Christmas cheer in bed with the flu, the first without his wife, who is in a nursing home. His granddaughter, Jennifer, after graduating from Bucknell, is working for the Philadelphia Life Insurance Company in that city. She had three summers in her fathers office, he being vice president of an insurance analysis firm in Washington, D.C.

235 Kendal at Long wood Kennet Square, Pa. 19348