WORLD CLASS DARTMOUTH: Back in March, the "Dartmouth in the World, Gala United Nations Weekend" was held, reasonably enough, at the United Nations in New York. Among the Dartmouths present was 1938's sole representative, Asher Lans. Asher wrote, in effect, "It was a most interesting and impressive affair. Speakers included President Freedman, present and former members of the Dartmouth faculty, and a number of distinguished world leaders."
Asher further reports that a) a dinner dance and a cocktail party were on the program, and b) he (Asher) did not participate too actively because he was sporting (sic) a broken wrist. His inability to hold a cocktail glass gracefully, is, under the circumstances, quite understandable. His wrist's inhibiting effect on his feet, however, requires a somewhat greater effort to comprehend. Ah, but that's life in the World.
PRAYER POWER: In the face of the turmoil and tumult roiling the campus and, indeed, the World, it is both encouraging and refreshing to learn that counter forces of reflection and prayer are widely and effectively at work. Bishop Bob Harvey, in a letter to friends and classmates written late last year, reports the facts and the experiences of some of them. Space, or lack of it, precludes the exposition of too much detail, but anyone who would like to know more can get in touch with Bob.
Hear Chuck Blumenauer on the subject'...It has been the power of prayer that has brought me through . . . the illness that long ago classified me as a survivor." He adds, "I ride my bike about 40 miles a week, play golf, love God, love life, and hope to be at the 75th."
Here's the prayer roster as it was last year: William Blaney, Charles Blumenauer,Lyle Devlin, Walter Dunlap, Robert Emlen, Louis Frick, Robert Jones, Stearns MacNutt, Whitefoord Mays, RobertJohn Slattery, Russell Tolles,Robert Tomlinson, William Thomas,Paul Urion, and Richard Woodman. Wink Kelso, Dan Marshall's stepson, and Jean Seidenstuecker, Karl Seidenstuecker's wife, were also included.
BRINKMANSHIP: 50th Reunioners will recall the Brinks truck that so sturdily delivered our million-dollar-plus class girt to President Freedman. You cheered it to the rafters. However, you should, perhaps, have cheered it more lustily. Or at least more lastingly. Hark to what John Scotford wrote to a classmate who prefers to be anonymous for reasons that will soon become apparent.
Scotty: "Thank you for the photo of the truck .. . The week after our reunion I carefully rigged up some pulleys and hoisted the Brinks shell up into the rafters of our barn for safekeeping. (Actually it is not a barn at all. It is the old Thetford Dance Pavilion that came with this property. I know you came out here on Saturday nights to enjoy its ambiance when we were in College, for I found the inscription "Reevey-Deevey and Yvonne LeBombard" written in lipstick in the ladies' room. But to get back to the stroke of fate. A week after I hung the shell, it crashed to the floor and was severely damaged. I am a better builder than conservator."
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