1938

No news is... no news: You can't get good help these days. The postman, long esteemed for having the motivation and dedication to ring twice, apparently hasn't enough initiative today even to locate the doorbell. Or else he (or "they" as the supercaiitious he/she-ists are wont to say) has broken under the weight of carrying news items directed to 15 Shore Road, and stuffed himself through a slot in the dead letter office. In any event the flow of news to this address makes last summer's drought seem like a wet monsoon. Doesn't anyone have anything to report, reveal, lie about? Surely the entire class isn't publicity shy!

Reunion afterglow: The following missive from Henry Eberhardt who, as director of the Alumni Fund, quite properly addressed it to Gil Tanis, is presented in its entirety: "Dear Gil: My heartiest congratulations! Through your hard work, dedication, and leadership, your class has not only surpassed its 1988 Alumni Fund dollar goal of $1,038,000, it also set a new 50th Reunion record. Your efforts are greatly appreciated.

"Overall the fund ended up ahead in donors while less than three percent behind last year in dollars. The exact totals will appear in the final Green Line bulletin. "Again, 'Bravo Zulu' as they say in the navy for a job well done! Sincerely . . ."

That's nice to hear and we, in turn, appreciate the acknowledgement. But "Bravo Zulu?" Hey, old navy types among us who are left over from "our" war would say, "Whatever happened to 'Tare Victor George?' "

Gil, by the way, put an ocean between himself and the Fund as, grandson in tow, he sought and, we hope, found R&R in the U.K. He not only deserved it, he did it after the money was counted and accounted for!

Definitely non-U: Or are we? On two occasions recently we found our revered Alma Mater referred to in print as "Dartmouth University." One reference was in a book on college theater and mentioned a play directed by Henry Williams. The other was in The New York Times (or The Wall StreetJournal) and what it mentioned has well lapsed from memory. While we understand that forces are at work that would like to characterize the College by the grander name, we personally prefer the time-honored soubriquet. After all, who could give a rouse for the University on the hill? Or passionately declaim, "It is, sir, as I have said, a major university, but there are those of us, at cetera, at cetera?"

October in Hanover: Dartmouth Horizons, 6-8; Dartmouth Night, 14; football: Harvard, 15; Cornell, 22.

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