1921

All of us know that Vera Martin has been a loyal and devoted worker for 1921. When she became memorial chairman for the class, her interest became permanent. It is best to let Vera tell the story. "In 1947, I joined a drama group in Old Greenwich, known as the 'Connecticut Playmakers' and got the part of Penny in You Can't Take It With You our initial show. Later I met another member, Allan Dingwall '42, whose musical bent contributed to many other shows we performed. At that time my good husband, Robert Martin, was alive and supported my dramatic inclinations.

"Some years later, Allan and Nancy, his wife, moved to Hanover and joined the College development staff. Remembering Bob's loyalty to Dartmouth and knowing of his untimely death in 1953, Allan asked me to take on the memorial chairmanship, which I did with great joy.

"The class members have always made me feel a real part of Dartmouth, and it has kept Bob in close perspective through my participation. A further honor has been forthcoming by Bob Burroughs asking me to join the class executive committee. I only hope I am able to contribute to this outstanding class of 1921. Long may it wave!"

Vera, not a word has been left out. It is a beautiful letter.

In last year's notes was published a long report on the travels of Dick Hart. I received a letter from Sam Plumb by return mail, after delivery of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE, asking where his old roommate now lives. This information furnished, I asked Sam since he has lived all his life in Streator, Ill., and has become its most famous citizen if he would please send me a full "60 Minutes" report on his 62 years of activity (I'll play the part of Mike Wallace!). Come, Sam, don't be bashful your classmates would like to hear from you.

Len Morrissey, secretary of 1922, has made arrangements for all classes from 1922 and earlier to come together for a luncheon on September 17, when the football season opens against Princeton. The party will be in the Tavern Room at the Inn large enough to accommodate all senior citizens who wish to join in on this delightful event. Sherm Adams '20 and Spider Martin ' 19 have already told Bob Burroughs that they will be there. Bob wishes to keep a record of all those who are planning to attend this luncheon so that proper arrangements can be made. His address is: Robert P. Burroughs, 1015 Elm Street, Manchester, N.H. 03101.

In the same letter, Bob wrote that Martha and he spent three months this winter at the Mountain Lake Club in the township of Lake Wales, about 40 miles south of Orlando. Although it was a cold and rainy winter, they still managed to squeeze in a few rounds of golf. From Bill Fowler, I received word that he was the recipient of a Governor Wentworth pewter bowl, inscribed on one side with his name and the words "With gratitude for 60 years of continuous giving/Dartmouth Alumni Fund" and on the other side with the Dartmouth College Seal and the numerals "19" on one side of the seal and "82" on the other. Bill

comments on "this very gracious practice." Indeed it is, since I and five others received similar bowls in 1981, and ten classmates received them this past year. There has always been a reason for loyalty to Dartmouth's Alumni Fund on the average double that of other colleges.

In a previous letter from Bill, I received the Shakespeare Oxford Society newsletter of the fall of 1982, in which Bill demolishes the accepted hypothesis that all of Shakespeare's sonnets were written exclusively by the Bard of Stratford-on-Avon. In fact, two of Bill's sharpest points do not require acceptance of the hypothesis to be valid. This summer Russ Bailey and I will review this report and ask Bill if we can reprint most of it in our "Smoker." Meanwhile, think about this line: "Do not so much as my poor name rehearse." And in the 72nd sonnet: "My name be buried where my body is,/ And live no more to shame nor me nor you."

Powerful revelations, Bill; many thanks for sending me this report.

In conclusion, a bit of sad news: Richard H. Hart of Sarasota, Fla., died in Memorial Hospital on May 12. Dick was 84. An obituary will appear in a later issue.

Let's wind up this month of June and the academic year with a bit of wisdom from Will Rogers: "It's great to be great, but it's greater to be human."

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