Merry Christmas, and all that jazz. It's not my favorite holiday, to say the least, but each to his own. Live and let live; we can all go that route, can't we?
Getting down to the business at hand, the DAM - that's what you're reading, friends - surfaced a couple of '41 items on page 27 in the September issue. In case you missed them, Dick Darby whipped The Review in court (hooray!) for having used his photograph without permission, and the "Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists" celebrated its 40th anniversary with recognition of Owen Chamberlain, among other original sponsors.
From another source, some other news. The source is Dan Provost, and the news is of presidential appointments: FritzCluthe, head class agent; Steve Winship, bequest chair; Bob Tepper, mini-reunion chair; and Don Hagen, editor of our class newsletter (succeeding himself). Still to come, a chair for the 50th in 1991. If you get a notion, Dan's number is 203/966-4484.
Backing up a little, I've learned that JoeRich represented Dartmouth at the inauguration of Herman D. James as president of Glassboro State College in New Jersey, on April 20. (I was reminded of having encountered Joe several years ago at the state's Murray Grove Association.) Not quite so long ago, September 11, TheHartford Courant carried a photo of FrankWatters' daughter, Nancy, who serves on Connecticut's commission on hospital and health care. Class "dues-news" brings word that Jim Morgan, fresh from the 45th, has finished his move to West Virginia where he and Mary will share the joy of running a country inn in Lewisburg. Further details awaited, but Jim mentions that he's looking to get together with Bill Jeavons "who is just across the line in Virginia." From Grass Valley, Calif., Bob Sencer writes that he and Inez had a great time at the Northwest Dartmouth Alumni Seminar, in the process meeting up with Dick Olmstead for the first time ever. Also on board at the time were Dick's wife, Barbara, and their son Deke. Hanover sent along a release from Hartwick College announcing that RoyRowan has joined its board of trustees. Also received from the same place, a copy of Rob Barstow's report on agreements reached at the 1985 meeting of the International Whaling Commission. The good news according to Barstow: "To the extent possible in an imperfect world, available controls are in place to protect all the great whales on a global basis as never before." (No, I'm not going to say that Rob has been doing a whale of a job for many years.)
Perhaps like others who subscribe to The New Yorker, I regularly case the cartoons, but after that it's hit or miss. In the August 26 issue I missed, but Gil Hurd didn't. He sent me a copy of Burton Bernstein's article on small airports which featured, among others, Beanie and BabsNutt, who preside over their own port in Post Mills, Vt. The Nutts have been flying since 1966 when their six kids had mostly flown the nest. Babs holds the record for sailplane altitude, a mere 35,463 feet above sea level. As much as anyone, Babs and Beanie could have inspired the "Take Off" theme of our 45th six month ago. And if you're up for soaring, check them out at Post Mills. As for myself, I'll be content to take along the article when I visit Morgan Manor. But do read it at your local library; it's great fun. Gil Hurd, by the way, was spare with personal news, remarking only about intensive care for wife and son. A subsequent note, although equally brief, reports much improvement in the department of health.
It's so good to have had Johnny Bowers as a roommate. Else he probably wouldn't have written me a long letter from Petoskey, Mich., with news of family as well as of contact with Lew and Beanie Johnstone, Nels and Val Nelson, and Bob andJoan Frondorf. Pulling out early from Ford, John and Nancy built on Walloon Lake where his creative talent finds expression in his work for the Lake Association. They are likely to break up the winter visiting daughter Lisa in California and now two grandchildren in addition. En route they may fly over their son, Pete, who holds forth in Chicago.
Until next time, Peace and Joy.
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