1924

The good news is that we know of no death of a classmate since before the reunion. The bad news is that we have not heard anything, good or bad, from or about any classmate since that time. Under the circumstances, we shall have to settle for a retrospective view of our 65th Reunion. Some of the people we met we had not seen for years. One or two I didn't remember ever seeing before. Even in these categories, once the ice was broken, conversation flourished. Looking back I wished I had had at least twice as much time with each person there. The program was great. The people were vastly more important than the program. This included the wives and widows.

What a long time it has been since we first saw Dartmouth in the fall of 1920. How much everything has changed, yet the east and west sides of the Green are substantially as we first saw them. The fellowship we started 69 years ago proved a more common bond than what is realized. Out of 52 people, there was only one I didn't like. I probably would have liked even that one if I had had time to get better acquainted. For our 70th and subsequent reunions I recommend that we have no formal program, but that we wallow in sentimentality, try to outbrag each other, and enjoy our sharing of the Dartmouth experience, which is just not four years in Hanover, but every elapsed year thereafter.

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