1941

I thought that this was the year when I would finally have the company of my son David at a football game in Hanover. We had taken in Dartmouth vs. Columbia a few times in New York City, but his first visit to the campus was something still to be accomplished. Not so his sisters, the three of them, who had made the scene at one time or another, a couple of them during Alumni College sessions in the 19605. But 1988 was going to be David's year. It was, but, as it turned out, it wasn't. The plan was for David, who lives and works in New Rochelle, N.Y., to take the bus to Albany, as he has before, on the Friday before the opening game with Penn. Then it was to be Hanover Saturday-Sunday and the cabin in Ripton, Vt., Sunday-Monday before heading back to Albany and busing back to New Rochelle. But David wasn't on the Greyhound when it pulled into the Albany depot one and a half hours late, and it turned out that he hadn't left his residence.

"What in the world?" you might be wondering. Well, the thing is, David is developmentally disabled by reason of lifelong brain injury. He lives with a family and is employed in a sheltered workshop. Although' unable to read or write, being perceptually handicapped, he can carry on some kind of conversation, particularly about politics and sports. The two of us are good friends and we like to be together. But when his family forgot to pack him up and take him to the bus, darned if he didn't fail to say a word about it. Hence down the tubes went the weekend, and "David at Dartmouth" must await another day. (Dickie and I did go over for the game, encountered Bill Steel, and hung in with a better looking team through most of the second half's rainy weather.)

The Times Union here carried the obituary of Werner Saenger who recently died in Catskill, N.Y., after a short illness. DAM will have details in due course. (For reasons beyond me George Morse was inadvertently obitted twice, in both the Summer and September issues.)

Among the living, Alan Stern is the first to submit in the 50th Reunion's fabulous epitaph contest. Recalling W. C. Fields "I'd rather be in Philadelphia"—Alan turned a nice one of his own: "Sorry, I can't come to the phone right now." Top that one, epitaphers. Also in hand, Sally Frechette Maynard to Don Hagen, her note of being "distressed" at his "terribly misleading" poll regarding President Freedman and the Dartmouth Review. Peace and Joy.

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