1942
A sepulchral voice called the other day and drew our attention to a grevious error in the April issue of the D.A.M. Somehow or other, our hairy-chested classmate Hazen Hinman came out Hazel Hinman. We apologize profusely and will pin the blame on anyone who will hold still long enough.
Doubtless readers noticed the obituary on Chick Camp in last month's ALUMNI MAGAZINE. Chick was a great guy and lots of fun to live with. I remember when we were freshmen in Topliff, Chick used to show us that his biceps were larger than the thighs on most of us spindly types.
We lost another classmate in March, Bob Carney. Bob's wife Natalie wrote that he "died March 9 in his sleep his heart just stopped." Bob was a Marine Corps brigadier general with a long and illustrious career. He fought in the battle for Bougainville and later, as a company commander in the Fifth Marine Division, led an assault on Mount Suribachi on Iwo Jima, receiving the Bronze Star and Purple Heart for the latter action. Bob retired from the Marine Corps in 1972. His obituary is in this issue. Both Bob and Chick will be sorely missed.
The plaudits are still coming in for Tom McElin, whose obit appeared a couple of months ago. In addition to holding an eminent position in the world of medicine, Tom was also a Shakespearian scholar and a sensitive and knowledgeable critic of government in medicine. Said he, "Unity, communication, participation, lobbying, humanity, and the hope that the legislative branch of the federal government will continue to intelligently represent the best interests of the citizentry represent our greatest hope. I do, however, have apprehension. I feel as did citizen Jacques Cerruti at the execution of Marie Antoinette, October 16, 1793: 'I was sitting so close, I could hear the whisper of the ax.'
Suggesting that the sun never sets on the class of 1942, we pulled up a chair to lunch at Kiawah, one of those posh Carolina resorts, only to find our own Warren Kreter at the next table. The Kreters had been taking some of the pain out of winter by vacationing at a nearby island, and had stopped off for a day or two at Kiawah on their way back to Long Island. They looked great suntanned and rested.
A note from Fritz Heinbokel indicates that all is well in Lancaster, Pa. "I have no intention of bicycling anywhere," Fritz opens! "We had a great three weeks in England, Scotland, and Wales last August and had a very relaxing week at the Jersey shore in September. . . . Finally got one married off John, Dartmouth 1971, at the age of 32." Fritz and wife Janet missed our 40th ("too many conflicts"). Let's hope for better at the 45th.
On checking in with Allan Dingwall to assure him of our attendance at the Class Officers Weekend, we learned that Jim Farley, freed at last from work-a-day responsibilities at Dartmouth, is off on a leisurely trip across the country. Jim and his wife Muffin are out to rediscover America (or at least to escape the North Country mud season) by car. Their aim is to take a southerly, New Orleans, route out and a northerly, Detroit, path back. Their E.T.A. back in Plainfield, N.H., is July. That's what we mean by being leisurely Though Jim is retired from the rigors of employment n Hanover, your secretary noted that The Valley News, the biggest newspaper in the Upper Valley, still carries his column. So our Jim is not leaving the real world entirely. Incidentally, Dingwall assured me that he is still hanging in there, getting older but not out.
A. Alexander Fanelli '42 is retiring as executive assistant to the president of the College atthe end of this year. After teaching at Dartmouth and several other colleges, he began hiscareer with the U.S. Information Agency. Hereturned to Hanover in 1967 and has served asassistant to Presidents Dickey, Kemeny, andMcLaughlin.
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