1928

On the good news/bad news front the best news seems to be the lack of bad news. For this issue, at least, we have no deaths or earthquake results to report. On the other hand very little news of any sort has come this way, but no news is generally considered to be good news, isn't it? Your reporter doesn't think it is necessarily so. Mere input, please.

A telephone call brought forth a cheerful note from Johnny Phillips, as told to wife Peggy. Quite evidently life proceeds in a state of tranquility in the home they have occupied in Montclair, N.J., for the last 46 years. He meets with a group of village elders from time to time in the local pub (or club) to settle the world's problems. He should be doyen of the group by virtue of his many years of activity in local affairs ranging from the Cub Scouts to the Board of Education. He no longer manufacturers books, of coure, but is concerned that this business, like so much else, is being taken over by foreigners. Peggy's principal activities, now that Johnny has lost the use of his right hand, seems to be acting as gardener, chauffeur, letter writer, and, according to him, operating in general under his supervision. Nice of you to let him think so, Peggy! Thought it was about time you had an update on this delightful couple.

Curly Prosser forwarded a letter he received recently from Eagle Glassheim '92, one of our class scholars and grandson of Red Sanborn. In it he expresses his great gratitude to the class for making his Dartmouth years affordable. The enthusiasm he also egresses for the studies he is pursuing, and his great enjoyment of Outing Club trips indicates that the class has been assisting a man with the right stuff. Also, incidentally, he is on the staff of The Daily Dartmouth. Anyone who can combine a keen interest in translating Cicero with a liking for computer science on data structure, and enjoys hiking up Moosilauke in the dark, is one who should go far in numerous directions.

Fran and Jack Kenerson have sold their casita in Green Valley, Ariz. Nostalgia for the winters they were missing overcame them. Be it ever so chilly, there evidently is no place like Wellesley Hills, Mass.

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30! 60! 90! 60th Reunion, June 11-13, 1990