Flash! We quote a postcard from old roomie Joe Tardiff: "Just wanted you to know that yesterday (May 17) I stood on top of Springer Mountain in Georgia, thus completing the Appalachian Trail 2,100 miles of toil, sweat, and sore feet!" Congratulations, Joe; well done.
Between visits by various of you folks to Wellesley and by us folks to. some of you folks elsewhere, we called it "Summer of' 37, Travels with Katie." Early on, Lynn and Dana Prescott arrived from brother Baxter's daughter's wedding in Hanover en route to Missouri for another large family gathering (this one hers). Then Betsy and Bob Ross came over from his 45th Babson reunion. Later we hosted Ginny and Rog Allen heading home from Salem, NH, from her niece's retirement-from-AT&T party. Then we made a run to Gloucester with them for lunch with Janie Brown and returned home with lobsters. Jane rented what she called a "Bohemian" apartment a one-room affair with deck in an old two-story shack housing several such apartments, right over the water at Rocky Ledge. It's quite a contrast to her Florida condo and very unusual.
We had lunch with old friends on Squam Lake, right across from the Dartmouth Minary Conference Center and in plain view of the area where On Golden Pond was filmed. On the way home we stopped to visit with Ruth and Gene Jones on Lake Winnipesaukee, where she was planting her garden and he installing a dock. Although they only use the completely refurbished place summers, it is equipped for year- round living and is lovely. Gene told us he had bought a condominium in Tucson as an investment.
Having talked with many of you during the telethon, we ended up making a tour. Couple of days with the Aliens in Hempstead, where we picked up a great start on a tan at their beautiful town beach. Then, with them, to Metedeconk for two days with Frank Robin. The joke there was we had to leave when Rob ran out of clubs to take us to. His gracious home on the bay has to be the essence of comfort and style. From there we went on to Princeton, NJ, with Barb and Wilder Pierce; that was a true education, being our first visit in the area. It's a lovely town, with those old college buildings steeped in history. Nor had we ever seen Palmer Stadium! We can well understand their love for their beautiful home on the edge of the woods on old Hun School property, where Hank's gardening efforts get thwarted by passing deer, despite his Rube Goldberg contraptions. A Thayer engineer, he renovated the upstairs years ago into two bedrooms, bath, and hallway. Real professional. They treated us to the Sunday brunch at Scanticon (Scandinavian Conference Center), the last word in such centers, with everything needed for large corporate or foreign meetings. We also got to see a number of pictures of their special hideaway house on some little island in the Caribbean, can't remember the name.
In mid-August we drove to Virginia Beach to see our Navy son's new Williamsburg-style home and visit with the young grandson, age six-plus. We helped a small bit building a 20- by-26-foot deck on the house, but mainly spent our time at the beach or at the base pool with young Hunter Bankart. We always see Virge and Whitey Fuller on these trips and Hunter loves to visit with them too to play with Whitey's large, black Belgian sheepdogs and to "eat a big bowl of his homemade peach ice cream. He's a master with kids. He also uses his back yard to give dog obedience lessons, which Virge can look out the window to watch. She is very much a slave to the kidney dialysis machine now; three days a week he takes her to the hospital, but, bless her, she still has that wonderful smile even though her weight is down and her strength sorely taxed. Whitey hopes for fall reunion and says he will make the 50th though either will take some tall planning.
At the end of August, we were invited to join the '37 Club of Gloucester's final summer meeting, hosted by Jean and Al Gray. Fred Vogt drove up, too. After cocktails at Al's, we went on to a nice restaurant called the Surf with Ruth and Doug Butman, Katie and Larry Brooks, and Marlene and Hal .Putnam. Al sold his home in New Jersey to buy a condo in Florida. His new address as of October: Sea Village, 4660 Ocean Boulevard, Siesta Key, Sarasota 33581; phone 813/349-4850.
We did not get through the summer unscathed. We lost Jack Young, Edgar Kelley, Bob Miskimon, Al Zens, Wilbur Prime, and Ted Wilson.
It was a merry occasion last June when Dero Saunders '35, second from right, was honored by theannouncement of a Management Communications Fund endowed in his name at the Tuck School.The fund was a brainchild of Saunders's sons David 63, at far left, and Richard 69, who wasunable to be present. Others at the formal presentation (a surprise to the honoree) were his wife Bea,second from left, Tuck Dean Richard West, far right, and President McLaughlin, not pictured.
Last May found three Big Greeners together ata fishing camp on Pierce Pond in Maine. Fromleft to right are Ben Doran '36, Mutt Ray '36,and Bob Field '43.
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