1948

In November I fouled up in stating the only '48s who worked in Africa are Bob Neuburg and DickRepko. (The latter covered much of Africa and the Middle East for Caltex for many years out of his office in Lusaka, Zambia.) Gordon Winkler also spent years in the Dark Continent as a Foreign Service officer with the U.S. Information Agency, living in both Addis Ababa and Accra before covering the continent from Washington as director. Gordon just retired to a new house he and Peggy built in Tesuque, a Santa Fe suburb. (You may have seen Gordon and a fellow identified as Foxy Parker in the Robert Frost lecture photo in the DAM October issue, an old photo in which Gil Shattuck was named but wasn't there. Am I wrong, Foxy, in believing number 9 was not you?)

Dave Barr is one of the large '48 contingent who lend their strengths to America's teaching profession, the front line in our need to produce quality education for young people. Dave graduated in 1948 and went to Frederick, Md., where he taught in a local high school for six years before moving on to Hagerstown, where he has taught and coached at St. James School ever since. Dave's kids are lucky, but they're apt to lose this good man to retirement in two years. Dave has been back to Hanover twice over the years and recalls Lou's Restaurant with pleasure as well as old friends Dick Flynn (now of La Jolla?), Hank Mueller, and the late Jack Hamilton.

Tom Baldwin of Greenwich, widowed in 1981, is now getting back into Dartmouth activities. This past summer he enjoyed a mini-reunion with Jim McLaughlin and Bud Thorne on an Alumni Abroad trip to Paris, Normandy, and London. Welcome back, Tom, with the hope you find many of your old friends from Hanover days.

Bob Bryan lives in Short Hills, N.J., '48 mafia town also inhabited by Clem Clemence, Don Drescher, Jim Schaefer, and Jerry Zins. "Bob, who runs the manufacturers rep business he took over from his father 20 years ago, still recalls with laughter that first '4B summer in 1944 when a huge gang of us was in Richardson, most seeking a little knowledge while awaiting the finger from Uncle Sam. Bob roomed on the top floor with his Mercersburg buddy, the late Dick Weaver. Two fellows down the hall were John Vanßaalte and the late RogerTenney. It was hot in Hanover that summer, so room doors throughout the dorm were usually open to catch any breeze. Bob remembers that Tenney—they became close friends had a loud, penetrating laugh which permeated the entire dorm when he burst out, one which slammed doors all the way to the ground floor. Bob remembers when years later he and his wife, Ann, stopped on a sales trip at a hotel in Allentown. Ann entered the restaurant first and disappeared around a corner. Suddenly a delighted, overwhelming laugh bellowed through the place. Sure enough, Roger the Dodger. "He was staying in the same hotel and had run into Ann. What a great minireunion! " Bob recalls. Rog at the time, about 1951, was a manufacturer in Wilkes- Barre of a single product, wooden bar stools, which he sold via ads in Esquire. He changed careers a year later after admittedly saturating the stool market. When Roger passed on in 1980, many of us lost a great friend. But his laugh won't be forgotten and probably still rolls down the Richardson stairwell when the weather is just right.

Bob was one of five in his Mercersburg class who entered Dartmouth that summer of 1944. He's kept track of Jack Leisure, Weaver has gone, but contact with former '4B Tom Mullins and Potsy Plumber has been lost. Men, give Bob a call.

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