1929

"Merry Christmas" looks funny written in October with memories of a great mini-reunion fresh in mind. We don't have to be born again to wish for more Christ in our Christmas.

Next year's reunion will probably come the weekend of the Penn game on September 20. At our class meeting we tried to come up with a plan to bring in classmates other than the same old group.

Charlie Dudley is talking about a separate reunion outside of Hanover. Perhaps we should join with some nearby classes. Any suggestions?

Chris and Jane Born waited to go to the Yale game with Jane's Yalie brother. Charley Goldsmith and his son, Henry '62, were invited to the dedication of the Loews Theater in the Hood Museum the week after our date. Arthur Loew was Charley's boss for 30 years. We're sorry to have missed them all.

A few notes came in with dues payment. Hal Hirsch thanked Bing Carter for taking on the treasurer's job. Nick Vincent reported his retirement from full-time medical practice. He still attends medical programs and visits with his daughters in Boston, New York, Minneapolis, and St. Petersburg. Rusty Ayers says his Cherokee tribe is trying to pull itself back together, and he compares it with the tribe he matriculated into at age 18.

After reviewing unanswered notes and having little luck with phone calls, I tried Russ Goudey. Russ's warmth and music have made life better for us from our

freshman days on. His music teaching and editing are slowed down by difficulty with a lens transplant, but he keeps his New York office and phone and praises and enjoys John Cornehlsen's monthly Dartmouth luncheon at the Yale Club.

We talked about a rewarding visit I had recently with Maury Mandelbaum in Hanover. Russ and I share great admiration for Maury's ability and achievements. His teaching and writing at Johns Hopkins, Dartmouth, and other colleges have brought him recognition at least the rival of anyone's in Hanover. Maury and I spent our careers in different worlds. His generous letters and our visits help greatly to balance my perspective of the College and the world.

When you're in Hanover, don't miss the Kaffe Klatch in the Inn at about ten o'clock each morning. There1 are always '29ers there. On my latest visit it was Dick Black, Larry Lougee, Phil Mayher, and me. The conversation ranges from gossip to the profound. The Blacks are moved if not settled into their condo near the Lougees, the Frank Fosters, and RuthBrittan.

Our foundation brings me to the College with conservative speakers, mostly from the government. Most of these government contacts are rewarding. Some inspire this month's outburst: Why is it that people who seem our superiors So often remind me of equine posteriors?

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