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Greetings from the sunny and warm peninsula of Florida - although by reading time, snow peas should have beenp planted and the spring clean-up well under way.
There are many Dartmouth folk in the area, though '36s seem to be momentarily somewhat under cover. Here in Miles Grant I ran into Cliff Jordan '45, whom most of the '36 class agents may have met at telethons or may only have known as a signature on publicity letters from the Alumni Fund. Cliff's eyesight problem is keeping him off the golf course; wife Roberta is burning up the 18 for the two of them. But Cliff's many contacts with the College keep him busy and full of good spirits.
George McCleary and Nancy spent most of February dog- and house-sitting in Miami (wish we had known of his prowess when looking for a winter keeper for our Cairn terrior, MacTavish). They then went to Delray Beach for most of March to ponder over the maximum McCleary world-wide dispersal Ben in London, Paris, Geneva, or Rome; Joel in Nepal; Mac, Lake Tahoe; George and Nan in Florida.
Come to think of it, the Hill clan is pretty well dispersed abroad and at home — I wonder what geographic spread can be the boast of other classmates?
Morrie and Kay Jones slipped out of snow-covered Virginia for a couple of weeks in the South and visited with Butch Harding (Tavares) and Russ Page (Florida address not given).
An old Artie explorer once said, as he sat on his dog sled at the North Pole, "I think I'll go South for a change," and so did we. June and I took off for a couple of days in between house guests and toddled on down to Key West and Point "O" on U.S. 1. From the very posh Ocean Reef Club on Key Largo the Ocean Highway takes you through some rather honky-tonk real estate, across spectacular bridges, past pretty little isolated vacation retreats and dumpy fishing villages, bird sanctuaries, natural wildlife preserves, coral reefs, and on to the exciting old town of Key West. Like so many historical communities, such as Nantucket, the Outer Banks, and numerous areas in the West, Key West has known great wealth and great poverty, but no loss of pride in its history and is now making a valiant effort to capitalize on America's number one sport - tourism.
In retrospect, I can only say to you who want to visit the Keys and Key West, don't drive. Get a bicycle or moped and make the trip 20-30 miles a day. Enjoy the side roads and hideaway villages - and then, once in Key West, take off your pack, meander leisurely through the Old City - see the sunset over Mallory Square (and then fly back to from whence you came)!
Our 50th reunion book was a powerful instrument in updating addresses and family information on the class of 1936. The College Department of Research and Records, however, has asked us to locate three classmates; Brett Carberry (last known address: Philadelphia area); Francis A. Lagorio, M.D. (Chicago area); Addison C. Page Jr. (Danville, Calif., area). Please drop me or Frank Kappler a note if you have current knowledge of these fellows.
You all may have noticed that I am hesitant to report in this column the death of any classmate - this is generally adequately reported in another section of this publication and formal obituaries will appear as soon as full College-related information about the classmate can be collected and collated.
Occasionally we lose a class member about whom it is difficult to restrict comments to conform with Alumni Magazine space limitations. Such is true with Robert A. Warren, who lost his battle against pancreatic cancer on January 19. In a recent Alumni Records report Bob wrote "Have always been self-employed as a music arranger, composer, writer. Sorry about no wife and/or kids, no clubs, no College or other activities, or organizations, et al. Just not my style." But he was enthusiastic about his work: absolutely estatic about his Thanksgiving Day (1986) appearance on the Today Show and the impact it would have on his album of satirical song parodies, "Insanity."
At the services for Bob, his brother-in- law, Stan Silverman '34, made reference to Bob's delight and finesse in gourmet cooking. That brought to mind the time at our annual lobster fest at Rye Beach, N.H., when Bob collected an oversize plastic bag full of lobster parts which he proceeded to carry by plane back to New York City, where he created quite a pot of delicious lobster bisque. We always wondered how many friends he had on that particular flight. Stan concluded his remarks with "None of us will ever look upon his like again."
In closing, let me once more tell you that on Saturday, May 2, 1987 in Hanover and in accordance with the specific wishes of Phil Mclnnis, there will be a celebration of his life held at the Top of the Hop from 4:00 to 6:00 p.m. This is Class Officers' Weekend at the College, a mini-reunion date for the class of 1936, but to Phil's celebration, all classmates and friends are invited.