To many of you who are not aware of certain guidelines for the preparation of class notes for the Magazine, let me point out that the class is limited to 600 words per issue, and that the notes are due in Hanover about two months before the is sue reaches you. This may help explain the condensing of news received from you, and the length of time between your sending and Hanover's publishing.
Earlier this year I received letters from Ed Gruen, Hart Gilchrist, Forsha Russell and Art Spiegel. The first two commented on the visits of college administration officials to the respective Washington and Denver Dartmouth Club meetings to explain matters in Hanover. Forsha had been up at Mayo's, and Art had recently returned from a trip to Australia and New Zealand. AH, I judge, were in good spirits.
Back in April A1 Sutton wrote that spring had sprung, that the daffodils were out, and that he was on his way to play golf.
In May Lloyd Wilson wrote that he's had a tough time with his health since July 1985, but that he is lucky to have nearby, in fact just down the hall, BillMinehan's brother-in-law and wife who are fine people. A postscript on his envelope, however, stated that he is at the office three days a week, so he must have recovered his fighting spirit.
Also in May I received a note from BillLyons describing his interest in the University of Delaware, where his son-in-law is the coach of the defensive unit of the football team, where his granddaughter is an undergraduate, and from which his grandson just received his M.B.A.
Bill Wilson sent me a clipping of a long article in the Longboat Observer about DickHenry, and about Dick's background in the Philippines, including Dick's views on Marcos's regime. Dick meanwhile had written that the Sarasota area had done well in enrollment for the class of 1990, getting, among other top-notchers, one good football player. (Our Central Pennsylvania area had over 100 applicants, of whom 19 were accepted, of whom 13, including a fine wide receiver, decided for Dartmouth.)
It elevated the spirits to have heard from Bill Walker that Billy Alton, who conducted the memorial services at our 55th, looked "as though he could go a few rounds with anyone foolish enough to challenge him." More of the same good news was learning that Bill's wife, Edith, was with him at reunion, and had a wonderful time. This, when only a year ago she was in a nursing home with an illness diagnosed by experts as Alzheimer's. Bill's conclusion is Churchillian: "Never give up!" A Wah-Hoo-Wah for Edith and one for Bill!
Fred Slaughter wrote asking me to forward photos taken during reunion to new addresses of Jim Rice and Skeet Thomas. These are: 3210 South 72nd Street, Seattle, WA 98188; and 638 North Main Street, Brockton, MA 02401.
For a break in reading the comments in the letters to the editor about recent events in Hanover, how about a recall of an M.D. classmate of the remarks of a surgeon addressing the graduating class at a prestigious medical school. "Men and women, because in the last four years you've gone through the worst mental wringer you'll ever encounter, my remarks will consist only of telling you what the American Public expects from you: first, they want immortality; secondly, they want sexual potency for the duration; and thirdly, they want all of it for free!"
Next month, news from the west, overseas, and in between.
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