1931

Once again 1931 was at the forefront, this time by turning out 77 percent of our classmates to vote for the Trustee vacancies last spring. The class of 1941 pulled 73 percent, but no other class was close. Great work by Sam Groves with that turnout. Ralph Hunter sent me the vote tabu lation by class, and the note, "We care!" Generally the older classes, as did we, voted heavily for the two losers. Perhaps the College will publish the summary, giving the armchair strategists opportun ity to analyse the voting.

Bill Wilson wrote that in the summer issue he somehow had moved the LarryAliens to Nokomis, Fla., when he should have moved the Larry Tuckers there; and that Larry Allen had written him that the Aliens were still in Topsham, Maine. Classmates, that's slightly northeast of L. L. Bean, Inc.

In July Bitten and I were at the wedding of our son, Stephen '78, in Los Alamos, N.M. This, and the reception following, took place at The Lodge, which was the headquarters of the

doubledomes who put together the bomb back in World War II and is now preserved as an adjunct to the local museum. Being there reminded me of the work done by our deceased classmate, Pete Evans, and also how that bomb probably saved your scribe from experiencing a very rough time in the invasion and crossing of the island of Honshu scheduled for March 1946.

From the Denver airport I called Hart Gilchrist, who sounded great. He said that he had retired from law practice a few months back, that inactivity soon drove him up the wall, that he then took up selling real estate for a nationally known firm, and that he loves it! So anyo one moving to Colorado should call Gilly for a good deal.

From the Albuquerque airport I just missed Art Spiegel when I called his house, but I'll get another chance as I'm on the track of some good trout fly-fishing in the Four Corners area.

In San Diego, where we visited our other son and his family, we were entertained by Libby and Vance Dickerman. We had a marvelous evening, including their driving us past the cottage where they had me as a guest in 1940 and which they call Skunk Hollow. They moved to 2404 Loring Street, San Diego, CA 92109 on October 1. Meanwhile, Vance was awaiting with trepidation the outcome in Annapolis on October 4, because he plays golf with Navy retirees. He says that FredSlaughter is great with a four iron, outdistancing Vance with his driver.

In San Diego, as part of my research, I called Dave Hewes to probe his memory on certain technical aspects of punting formations. The story of Dave's connec- tion with punting is a long one, so I'll leave that for another day. He was in fine spirits telling about the interesting and challenging work in which their offspring are engaged in distant locations. Dave has some excellent recommendations for restaurants in San Francisco, so if you're on the way to that beautiful city, call native son Dave for directions.

I understand Bob Blocksom inquired about a new class directory. I'll report on this after September 19.

An Amtrak ride (highly recommended) to San Francisco and a drive through Yosemite past Lakes Mono and Tahoe brought us to Reno, where we had dinner at the Bob Powells'. Bob used to consider Nevada the last place he'd choose for retirement, but now, after 25 years' residence, Mildred and he think it's the greatest. I could be a convert.

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