1927

Wah-Hoo-Wah (meaning "Snow Ah Snow" according to two Sioux dictionaries and the November 2, 1977, Dartmouth - and we understand that there was plenty of that white stuff in Hanover this winter.

Down in New Bedford, Mass., there was also some snow but not enough to keep our class head agent, Seth Besse, a fearless golfer, off the links. In a telephone conversation last evening, March 7, he acknowledged that February was indeed a poor month but that he did play in December, January, and twice to date in March. The main subject of our conversation was the 1986 Alumni Fund. Seth was happy to report and we are happy to relay to you that as of February 13, the class of 1927 had already pledged almost 50 percent of its total 1986 goal. Seth is really bleeding his heart out in an attempt to get recent non-givers back into the fold, and he richly deserves the support of all of us.

Dow Mills recently wrote from Arizona that he and Steve Osborn regularly attend the Dartmouth Club luncheons in Phoenix. Syd Harris frequently joins the group but missed the last function as he was awaiting a prostate operation.

Jack Andrew's annual letter arrived as usual in early February. He still lives at 31 Canterbury Road in Springfield, Mass., when he is not off to Colorado a couple of times a year to visit his daughter and family who live there. Until recently, Jack, an ardent skiier, used to spend a lot to time on the slopes, but of late problems with his legs have caused some curtailment. In March, he was to have both hips replaced. Jack optimistically hopes that he will be back on the hills a year from now, and we certainly hope so.

One of Charlie Huntley's frequent and interesting letters spoke of his involvement, last fall, in a ranch in Colorado owned by his daughter. At the time he wrote, Charlie and his entire family were involved in a potato harvesting operation. They have two Quonset-shaped storage sheds, 50 feet X 120 feet, heavily Insulated and electronically controlled for humidity and temperature, and each building holds 54,000 100-pound sacks of potatoes which were dug, filled, and stacked all in a period of five days, and all of this by machine.

It seems that Bob and Madeline Page are all over the place these days. Their permanent address is Needham, Mass., they summer in Vermont, and the postmark on Bob's latest card read Fort Myers, Fla. He and Madeline were spendning a month on Easter Island. They have a son, Robert Page Jr. '66, who is studying for a year at the Kennedy School of Public Relations at Harvard, and Bob has even attended some of the classes at Harvard with his son.

It is with regret that we report the death on January 18, in Hanover, of Dean Waldo Chamberlin. A graduate of the University of Washington, D.C., in 1927 and later recipient of a Ph.D. from Stanford University, he was dean of the summer program at Dartmouth from 1961 to 1969 and professor of history there from 1969 to 1971. During this time, he was adopted as a member of the class of 1927. Previous to his duties in Hanover, Waldo had a distinguished career in the U.S. State Department, with the United Nations, and as a professor at New York University. He was the author of several books and numerous articles and was a recognized expert in the field of international relations. A more complete obituary will appear in another section of this or a subsequent issue of the magazine.

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