1939

We learned in September of the death of Roland Toppan on July 25 through the kindness of Bill Russell, who attended Roland's funeral on July 29.

By the time you read this material, the class will have enjoyed its mini-reunion, headquartered at the Sheraton North Country Inn in Lebanon. Plans were advanced by chairman Wes Goding for our 45th reunion, scheduled for June 10-13, 1985, which will feature a class seminar entitled "1939 Dartmouth Horizons" as well as some tasty entertainment and other activities.

As mentioned briefly in the last "'39 Out" Betsy Wyman has taken a husband and travels by the name of Mrs. J. Grey Emmons. And that is just what they did, travel, for a delayed honeymoon in Europe during the time of our mini, so we were deprived of her company and the opportunity of meeting her husband.

We neglected in our last to list the names of the hardy souls who make up the reunion giving committee, working under the able and seasoned leadership of Bill Tomkins and Bob Howe. They are: John Adams, Robb DeGraff, Bill Green, Lou Highmark, Dick Hobbs, Lou Oldershaw, Ed Oppenheim, and Dick Storrs.

Cornie Miller, a man who favors the robust heart of a pig, because he is the recipient of a life-saving valve from the porker family, sent along a letter from Jack Haley, who is of a similar persuasion for the selfsame reason. Jack remains in the boat business in South Miami, Fla., and says he goes to work daily, sometimes spending 13 to 14 continuous hours on the floor during the bustling times of a boat show. Sometime in April he played 18 holes of golf for the first time in three years and has probably been at it ever since. Jack is down to a 16-and-a-half-foot Boston whaler which he keeps ready to go year-round on a trailer in the backyard. But his two boys remain faithful to the North Country, one working with the sailmaker Ted Hood in Marblehead, Mass., as a sales service manager. The other manages a large harborside service operation. Haley concludes his letter to Cornie, admonishing him not to get too near a pig farm in mating season.

Some few months ago we received a marvelous and inspiring reprint of an article in The New York Times about Cathedral of the Pines, in Rindge, N.H., which we remind you was created in memory of our own Sandy Sloane, a flyer who lost his life in World War II, by his parents shortly after the war.

Through the kindness of Jim Corner we quote in part from a marvelous letter he received from John Kelleher, a professor at Harvard, who is looking toward retirement in January 1986, and among other things is the father of three daughters who all. migrated from Massachusetts to St. Louis, Mo., where each married a lawyer. We quote: "We're recently back from another trip to St. Louis for my youngest's wedding. It was a fine affair. The groom's family think Nora is just what was ordered, and we are highly pleased with Waite, who, as I have often remarked, has the perfect first name for any man associated with any one of my daughters. Three St. Louis lawyers is perhaps a bit excessive, particularly since I don't commit any of my crimes in Missouri and I'm too old and sedentary now to go out there and launch a career of banditry. But they are all good men, solid citizens, and respectful toward elderly professors.... I guess that about empties my budget. The only other thing that occurs to me is that in April I spent several weeks writing a paper for a medieval conference in Plymouth. I wrote it three times, achieved relative perfection of form and content on the Saturday it was to be delivered, and then drove slowly down to Plymouth thinking about what I would say if there were any questions from the audience. And only as I turned into the main street in Plymouth did I realize, with a sinking feeling, that I was in the wrong state. The conference was in Plymouth, N.H. For years I have been getting better and better (or rather worse and worse) at the role of absentminded professor, but I think that that stunt would have been booed off the stage as preposterous if it were shown in vaudeville."

Be back in December.

Job Fuchs '38, director of the Lane Health Center at Boston's Northeastern University, was honored last spring when his colleagues celebrated Job Fuchs Day, in appreciation of his myriad contributions to the practice of medicine.

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