1930

How many of us remember a small hard back called Dartmouth Verse 1930? How many remember a sonnet called "I Believe," which reads as follows:

When I review the scrapbook of my years, The varied burden that the pages wear, How some stare blankly at me, others bear Meaningless scribblings of forgotten fears And vague presentiments, with here the smears That blurred a page with discon-tent, and there The giddy exclamation points that share My laughter, hope, and joy; this book, that nears My half-mark in composing, is to me Not wholly formless, shapeless, but has seed Buried within it of consistency. When I have done with it, I hold as creed, There will be pattern enough for all to see, And glory of life enough for all who read. Or this nice little "Quatrain": Applause the mailman never shares, No glory round him hovers, But on his stoic back he bears The destiny of lovers.

Not bad. John A. Bunch Jr. '79 of Fayetteville, Ark., found a copy of the book (number 118 of 750 copies) on a throw-away table in Fayetteville's city library. Assuming that it pertained to the class of 1930 he thoughtfully sent it to Dick Bowlen, and Dick passed it on to me. Published by The Arts in 1930, it presented a collection of poems written by 15 students who were in college at that time. Only two were in our class, the rest in 1931 to 1933. Who were our two budding young poets? The sonnet was written by our famed Egyptologist, Richard Anthony Parker, and the quatrain by the late George Violante. Only two were in our class, the rest in 1931 to 1933. Who were our two budding youngppets?oets? The sonnet was written by our famed Egyptologist, Richard Anthony Parker, and the quatrain by the late George Violante.

Your secretary has just received greetings from our class secretary of 55 years ago. With adjacent names in the class register, it seems an amazing string of coincidences that JohnMarsh and I were brought up on the same block of the same street in the same town, attended the same grammar and high schools, were in the same class in the same college, and joined the same fraternity. The coincidence had to end somewhere, and I guess that was in 1942, when I went to Washington to fight a war and later entered the Foreign Service. John ended up in Libya building airports and drilling for oil, so successfully that in 1970 he was expropriated and deported by that great humanitarian, Muammar el Qaddafi.

John writes: "Flavia and I went to Vermont to celebrate the holidays with our son and his family. This included our 50th wedding anniversary, my 76th birthday, and the 14th year of my expulsion from Libya by Colonel Qaddafi. I'm enclosing our anniversary picture with Flavia in her wedding gown. While there we saw John and Ellie French and visited the new Rockefeller Building and its room dedicated to the class of 1930 it was very impressive."

Sorry we can't share the picture with the class. Flavia's slender 1934-ish figure is too alluring for the ALUMNI MAGAZINE, which also can't use a color photo.

As I write this, Kay and tee Chilcote, always believers in "See America First," have broken out of the mold and are off on an extensive trip to Hawaii, New Zealand, Australia, and Southeast Asia, with three weeks on the Royal Viking Star, returning about April 1. The trip is, at least in part, for Kay's benefit, following her rugged surgery last fall and the wedding of daughter Patti in December. Lee speaks with great enthusiasm about President David McLaughlin, who was in Cleveland early in February for the local Dartmouth Club's annual banquet. I share his feelings. Lee, incidentally, continues to set an example for all of us, with his unflagging interest in the College and his wide-ranging correspondence with classmates.

Jim Lyall '31 recently uncovered this vintage photograph including several Mure Hanoverbound youths during a summer stint at Camp Pemigewassett in Wentworth, N.H. The campers are identified in the 1931 class notes column, and Lyall also passed along some interestinginformation about the counselor sitting in the center back. One Erwin Griswold, he becamedean of Harvard Law School in 1946 and was plucked from that job in 1967 by PresidentJohnson, who named him solicitor general of the United States.

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