We opened Cape Cod's annual Dartmouth dinner with a reminder that these are occasions to celebrate our joy and pride in our Dartmouth fellowship, a joy unreasonably dimmed for some of us by distorted media reports. I remembered: Sam F. B. Morse, or so we're taught, First telegraphed, "What hath God wrought!" Were Sam to see what now transpires With and without the use of wires, I think it likelier than not He'd simply say, "My God, what rot!"
It comes down to: "Whom do you believe?" Today's students see our unhappy press as trivial and the Review as amusing or disgusting. They scorn the Hopkins Institute.
I recently arranged for a speaker to come to Hanover but yielded to the Institute's request to sponsor him. Student reaction resulted in an audience of only 29 people in two appearances.
Remember Gluyas Williams's cartoons of "Vision of Rome (etc.) by one who has never been there"? Some of us have such views of today's Dartmouth, but not so funny.
Harris Huston, an old jazz buff, reread the biography of Miles Davis written by Professor Cole and found it, "good in conveying what he has to say ... It indicates he is as sensitive as litmus paper." Harris quotes Cole, "As a victim of racism in all its peculiar ramifications, I have found the music of African-American people to be a great source of strength."
Frank Weeks gave the College library the centennial book of the University Club of Chicago. Frank was on the editorial board ana is quoted in the text.
Earl Lister called from Andover, where his health limits his activity. He deplores Dartmouth's bad press, but his loyalty is not dimmed.
Charlie Dudley has fine plans for the September Penn game mini-reunion and more for our 60th next June. Let's make 'em great.
Do make your point with kindness. Remember, in the end, We win no point we argue Until we win a friend.
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