1959

We salute Jack Nason, voted class president of the year for 1983-84, and Andy Du Boff, elected president of the Class Treasurers Association. And we cannot praise highly enough Bill Colehower and Peter Jaffe, financiers extraordinaire, and all the class agents who so ably assisted them; 1959 amassed a total of $1,076,359 in gifts and pledges for its reunion gift to the College, second largest class gift to the Alumni Fund ever!

Understandably, Dave Marr begged off attending our 25th reunion because he lives in "the land down under." He writes from the Australian National University in Canberra that he is a senior fellow in the department of Pacific and Southeast Asian history at the Research School of Pacific Studies. As such, he says he is not tied down to' regular teaching duties, other than supervising certain Ph.D. students (a situation which, in his words, is "too good to be true"), and can thus devote himself largely to his research. His most recent book, originally published in 1981 by the University of California Press, and now available in paperback as well, is entitled Vietnamese Tradition on Trial, 1920-1945. Currently he is working on a book about the epic events of 1945-46 in Vietnam, a book on Vietnamese attitudes toward sickness and healing, and an article assessing Wilfred Burchett's writings on Vietnam. The Marrs, who celebrated their 21st wedding anniversary in April, have an elder son who is studying design, a daughter who is studying communications, and a ten-year-old son who is "mostly hung up on cricket and on 'Australian rules' football."

Gordon Callaway writes from Medford, Ore., that for the past ten years he has been engaged in the practice of general and thoracic surgery. After Dartmouth, he earned his M.D. degree at Stanford University in 1964, interned at Kings County Hospital in Seattle from 1964 to 1965, served as a flight surgeon in the U.S. Navy in Okinawa from 1965 to 1969, and completed his surgical residency at the University of Washington from 1969 to 1974. He married Barbara Mills, a Stanford alumna, in 1964. The couple has a daughter, Catherine, who is a sophomore at well, if we must say so, Yale and a son, Adam, who is a high school senior. Try to steer him in the right direction, Gordon!

Jose Monzo, who lives in Panama with his wife and three children, reports as follows: "I worked for eight years as sales manager with Shell Oil Company in Panama, and then for three years as vice president of Gramco International in real estate investment. For the next eight years I worked as general manager in a department store that belonged to my family and also had a construction company which built 200 low-cost houses in the Canal Zone. Have traveled quite extensively in Europe, as well as North, Central, and South America on business and pleasure. My hobbies include boating and motorcycling. Have seen Scott Palmer a few times here in Panama during his visits."

All the time he was writing the class poem which he read so well at our 25th reunion, Doug Wheeler, for any of you who may have missed the "Give a Rouse" column in the June/July issue of this magazine, was getting himself awarded a Richard Welch Memorial Fellowship at Harvard University's Center for International Affairs.

Tom Aley, who is vice president in charge of marketing for Hypotherm, Inc. in Hanover, recently shared his experiences as a starting center on the 1958 Dartmouth basketball team with the leading area newspaper, TheValley News. '59ers will recall that that team also boasted the likes of Rudy LaRusso and Dave Gavitt. Rudy had an outstanding professional career with the Los Angeles Lakers. Dave coached successfully at Providence College and is presently the commissioner of the Big East Basketball Conference. The team was ably coached by the late Alvin "Doggie" Julian, who is in the Basketball Hall of Fame. The team progressed to the eastern regional finals of the NCAA tournament before losing to then fifth-ranked Temple, which was led by All-American guard Guy Rodgers. In the Valley News article, Tom recalled the thrill of playing on the 1958 team which came closer than any Dartmouth team since its time to making it to "the Final Four." Commenting on changes in the sport and in the tournament over the years since 1958, Tom observed, "Basketball is much more a power game than it used to be. We had no Twin Towers' (a la Kentucky) or 'Phi Slamma Jamma' (a la Houston). I went through four years of college without ever seeing a 'dunk.' Watching the games on television, I realize I'd never make it today. The idea of any team making it to the Final Four with a six foot, five and a half inch center would be a joke."

When I dialed Doug Wise's Houston telephone number a few months back to inquire what it was like to be a class secretary (I'm cheap I didn't want to pay for a call to BillLong in London), his lovely wife Joanne said he had moved on to his job while she was finishing up with the movers. Doug has accepted a position as senior vice president at McCann-Erickson, a leading advertising firm in his native New York City. He and Joanne now reside in Bronxville, N.Y.

As class secretary, I'd like to tell you briefly about myself and my aspirations for the job. In high school, I thought of myself as a betterthan-average tennis player, and I did not hesitate to so inform the Dartmouth tennis coach. Seizing upon the moment, the coach suggested a match with "that fellow with the red hair over there." Result: Dick Hoehn, the coach's son (who had won the national juniors the previous year), two sets, yours truly, maybe two games! So Dartmouth got my attention and respect early on. I survived that experience to play some freshman tennis, though very little. Also, I participated in intercollegiate debating and was a member of the Newman Club. After Dartmouth, I was a corporate human resources administrator for some time before deciding to go to law school. I am now an attorney with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission, where I decide appeals on discrimination matters. Before our 25th reunion, I had not returned to Hanover. When I did, I went to see my old dorm rooms, and a genuine feeling of nostalgia set in. It occurred to me that I remembered the smaller, personal things about my undergraduate days as much as I did the "big" things. In this same spirit, I think that this column can be an effective medium for telling our classmates about the smaller, more personal things that touch all our lives, not just the "big" things, though they are welcome news, too. In other words, when in doubt, "spit it out," whether or not it is "monumental." I am looking forward to hearing from each of you when the time is right.

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