1955

It has been some time since we have had news of Doug Archibald, but that isn't surprising for a guy living in Waterville, Maine. News has leaked out, however, that Doug has been chosen dean of faculty and vice president for academic affairs of Colby College. For six years he was chairman of the English Department, before serving as faculty representative to the educational policy committee of the board of trustees. Doug is a specialist in Anglo-Irish history and culture, the plays of W. B. Yeats, and issues of literary influence and literary history. His study of john Butler Yeats, painter, writer, conversationalist, and father of famous sons, was published by the Bucknell University Press in 1975 . His book about one of those sons, the poet William Butler Yeats, will be published by the Syracuse University Press next spring. He and an associate are currently editing the autobiographies of Yeats for the definitive Collected Works to be published in London. Doug has M.A. and Ph.D. degrees from the University of Michigan. I shudder when I contemplate such a literary giant critiquing this column.

I doubt that Harry Ambrose has ever mentioned being named senior vice president, industrial services group, and director of industrial purchasing at the Continental Grain Company in New York. But word gets around, Harry.

Jack Fitzgerald has his third graduate degree, a certificate of advance study in administration and management from Southern Connecticut College. I suspect there aren't too many of us still cracking the books 27 years after graduation. Son Patrick is now a Dartmouth senior spending a semester in Spain, while daughter Sally is a junior at U.N.H. and son John is a high school sophomore. Jack lives in Cheshire, Conn.

Jim McKendry checked in from Manchester, Maine, with sketchy details of his four children but none of himself. Daughter Betsy attends Dartmouth Medical School and son Andy is at the University of Maine, while Jenny and Peter, of unknown ages, are apparently doing their own thing. What are you up to, Jim?

For those of you who have been following in this column the adventures of Frank Carlton, city manager of Pikeville, Ky., we have disturbing news. The 15-year-old cut-through project involving the moving of mountains, the diversion of rivers, and the uprooting of railroads has come to a screeching halt. The city has been forced to come up with more than $l00,000 of its own money to complete the third and final stage. I suspect Frank had an ulterior motive in bringing this to our attention, although he really didn't come right out and ask for contributions.

Flo Fiedling writes that she is now working for Bacon, Whipple and Company of Chicago as a trainee. "They offered me the opportunity to learn the business and help perpetuate the many accounts Mike worked so hard to establish. It is a tremendous challenge and certainly fills every minute of my time." Our best wishes for a successful career.

Pete Greenfield recently returned to Pennsylvania as clerical deputy for the diocese of central Pennsylvania. Congratulations are in order for having celebrated his 28th wedding anniversary and the completion of 22 years in the priesthood. Pete and Carol are located in Lewiston, Pa., at St. Mark's, where he is the president of the bishop's standing committee, chairman of the department of Christian social relations, and president of the central Pennsylvania world hunger association. They have four children of their own, "have participated in raising a number of other children," and boast a grandchild.

Pete writes that fellow clergyman George Bates was prominent as a clerical deputy for the diocese of Oregon, where he enjoyed north-western living before being called to Saint Mark'sin-the-Mesa, Albuquerque, N.M. Trading Pendleton plaids for Indian shawls.

The big news from the big sky country is that Peter Valentine Teal celebrated his 50th birthday on St. Valentine's Day. It's a family phenomenon that several Teals of different generations were born on February 14. Pete's "all heart."

Unlike last year, old man winter was not very kind to the New England ski areas. Up to this writing only one major snowfall had been recorded and that unfortunately was after the usually lucrative Christmas holidays. Artificial flakes, however, kept the majority of slopes open, but there's nothing like the original, heavenly stuff.

Enough of that, the daffodils are popping up.

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