Class Notes

1932

APRIL 1990 Harry P. Rowe
Class Notes
1932
APRIL 1990 Harry P. Rowe

It was especially good to hear from retired attorney Amby Cram after a hiatus of—how long? "During the past two years," he writes, "I have been fairly active on the board of our local county Alzheimer's organization. At a recent meeting of the executive committee we set as our 1990 goals: better outreach to minorities and better outreach to doctors. We have an active speakers bureau that I helped train." This from Advance, N.C., wher Amby now lives, just south of Winston-Salem.

Our indefatigable head agent, Milt Alpert, has been much encouraged by your early response to the Alumni Fund. The '32 goal is $67,000. By late January, 71 donors had started us off valiantly by contributing $29,000, over 40 percent. Not bad, eh? Keep your pledges and gifts coming as the pace steps up in April.

And watch the sports news this month. Art Allen and certain stalwart undergraduates take off for Annapolis, where they will "try to bring back to Hanover the John F. Kennedy Gup, emblematic of the national big-boat championship."

To the neophyte, sailing is strictly a summer sport, though some of us are well aware that the Dartmouth devotees practice in some pretty cool fall and spring weather. Nowjim Moore scribbles a winter message that begins, "Not much frostbite sailing this year, only two days out of 11 possible. First too much wind, then too much ice." Brrr. Jim was re-elected treasurer of his Storm Trysail Club for the 14th time. "A trusting bunch!" he comments. He had his whole family together for Christmas. "I have three grandchildren hoping for Dartmouth in ten years." Incidentally, he and Connie sought out the Caribbean for a winter holiday, where frostbite sailing has about the same chance as belly-dancing in Antarctica.

From his blueberry farm in New Hampshire that he calls The South Forty, AlexMcKenzie clues us in on a Dartmouth seal that he says goes back to the early years of this century. It contains Hebrew characters that Alex transliterates into "El Shaddai." "These are two of God's names," he says. "With such leadership, how can Dartmouth go wrong?"

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