1934

Glad I didn't save last column until I could report on the Ivy title game. Except for the thrill of a final-play touchdown with goalposts already torn down by the elated Penn crowd, there was little to rouse the Big Green side of Franklin Field. A season that started out soaring against Princeton ended under wraps.

At least we again had the best seats in the house and the "we" this time included ever-faithful Vinnie Cerow with son Bobby, and the John Kneisel family. Junie and Anne live in Boston but have son Bill '69 and family as well as daughter Beth, an attorney, in New York City. They have two other more distant Dartmouth boosters. Daughter Pam '76, one of the pioneer distaff group on the Hanover undergraduate scene, is in Minneapolis, and son Peter '72 is in Bangkok.

By now all of you have received a survey blank and returned it of course! Widows should have received theirs in a separate mailing. This periodic update is now keyed by the College to reunion years. It does duplicate some of the data they have on many of us, but that was unavoidable since it goes into a new storage system, and in our case it's timely to help assure the accuracy of our 50th- year directory.

Speaking of 50 years ago, did you know that we were just 15 miles away from a historic event that winter? Over in Woodstock on Janaury 18, the first rope tow ever used in this country was propelled up the 645-foot hill behind Clinton Gilbert's farm with power from a Model T Ford.

And on the subject of the Model T, NickNanos sent a fascinating picture that fits in with recent discussions of the rapturous and scary motor trips to Hanover back in our undergraduate days. The car was a skyopen T "named Katherine" purchased for $25. Bob Oare is at the wheel, with Nick as copilot and Jack Cavanaugh, Nels Krogslund, and Harry Wheelock holding down the back seat. (Sadly, Nick is the only one of the quintet still with us.) The picture has aged too much for reproduction but will make a good addition to the memorabilia desk at reunion. Why not look in your albums for some golden oldies to enhance our amazement that we got all the way to Hanover and back in those days.

In the summary of Tuck graduates I pointed out that just a dozen returned for an M.C.S. One of these was Bert Alley. He became a CPA and had a long career with Boston Edison, but contrary to my earlier report has now retired and is doing accounting work for a nursing home in Melrose near where he and Betty maintain their family home, close to Fitchburg State where their youngest daughter is a senior.

Ray Snow was another second-year Tuck grad. He points out it didn't land him a plush starting salary he got $1O a week plus travel expenses working with a mangement consultant firm in Westport, Conn; Then New England Telephone recognized his talents and after a lengthy training period he moved into management assignments in sales, then in the commercial forecasting and revenue areas; he retired in 1976 after 40 years' service. While he enjoyed working with some wonderful people he says the biggest plus was finding his wife Evelyn in a Worcester business office. They have a daughter and two grandchildren nearby and a son who recently delivered their third grandchild in his wilderness Alaska home.

In a different career direction, George Kimball started out struggling in Lawrence, Mass., through a variety of jobs until he decided to move back to his native New Hampshire. He started a small store selling remnants that led to converting an old store into Kimball's" in Portsmouth (women's and children's clothing) that ultimately had 100 employees. George and wife Hilde now enjoy operating a small curtain and linen store with three employees —"when not skiing or exer- cising their cabin cruiser.

I recently picked up a copy of the "Tear Bag" (the '35 newsletter) and found a reference to Bill Scherman and one of his many extra-curricular activities. He's involved with the Fritz Beebe '35 Fund, which, through lectures, internships, and symposia furthers the writing, journalistic, and communication skills of undergraduates. Fritz was chairman of the Washington Post Company, owner of Newsweek, where Bill earned his keep for many years: I'm sure Bill would be happy to answer questions from anyone interested in helping that fund and its objectives.

Jim Dunn recently confided to his Thayer School comrade, Ed Brown, that he is well and happy in Sarasota and shooting three or four rounds of golf each week with a 14 handicap. He also keeps busy as educational officer for the District Power Squadrons.

And finally, thought you'd like to know my 1984 had a rousing start. It wasn't George Orwell calling. It was a new grandson, Mark William, checking in the early New Year's Day call coming from son Dietrich in Madison, Wis.

I trust that your New Year also had a happy start.

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