1972

This column consists of a letter from one Shel Prentice, ex-class president, printed in its entirety with apologies for my interpretation of the chicken-scratch which passes as Shel’s handwriting (I am sure one sentence was, “I have a gub, apt naturally”). “The last week in July, Montana was invaded by 325 people associated in some way with Jack Manning for what has become known to the locals as Manning’s Montana Madness 11. Roughly 50 Dartmouth graduates were counted, including seven ’72 s: Gary Dicov-itsky, Dave Bailey, Wayne Young, JoelHyatt, Chuck Leer, Shel Prentice, and die fearless host, Jack Manning. Flathhead Lake and environs, including Big Fork,Jewelßasin, and Glacier National Park, were fitting spec- tacular backdrops for an unforgettable week of activities and friendship.

“For those who can remember 2 5 years ago and who knew Jack Manning then, the image that comes to mind is something akin to William Faulkner’s bear: taintless, incor- ruptible, and unspoiled—much like the wilder- ness of Montana. Now Jack Manning com- mands respect for his able representation of corporate clients as a partner in a law firm which has offices in Minneapolis, New York, Washington, D.C., Denver, and Great Falls, Mont. Our classmate has also developed the reputation for throwing the Northwestern moral equivalent to the Mardi Gras, com- memorating his wedding celebration five years ago to Peggy Marsh and the fifth anniversary of that gala affair. Barbeques, white-water rafting, water sports, hiking, cruises, basket- ball, tribal dancing, an old-fashioned barn dance, and Dartmouth spirit punctuated a week of incredible natural stimulation. There were some politically incorrect songs sung and behavior engaged in which will remain unpub- lished. However, it should also be noted that lively politically correct discussion occurred, and some observed Joel Hyatt in particular political form.

“To bring the class up to date on some per- sonal notes, Chuck and Mary Leer returned to Minneapolis from a seven-month sabbat- ical in Paris, where sons Will and Max were enrolled in a French school. Chuck managed to travel around Europe and squeezed in a Swiss ski trip to join classmates Jon Thatch-er and Shel Reickert. Retirement seems to suit tanned and fit Dave Bailey, who resides in Hilton Head. Dave serves as a beacon for those of us who may have become locked into an inexorable work schedule. Wayne Young laments Brendan O’Neill’s decision to go east, but Wayne himself can be seen haunting the plains of Hanover in the middle of a physi- cally exhausting rucking session with the Dart- mouth women’s rugby team—a very difficult assignment. Actually, Wayne should be com- mended for his dedication to Dartmouth and the rugby program. Gary and Laura Dicov- itsky are in enemy territory in Princeton, but Dartmouth may find a way to entice them back

“Five days after returning from Montana I saw Tom Wilkins in Hanover. Tom is a big producing broker with Merrill Lynch in Burlington, Vt., and was in Hanover for an area swim meet just before going on a Mediter- ranean cruise with other Merrill Lynch bro- kers. Tom reported that Rick Dills passed through Burlington this summer from Wash- ington State, where Rick is involved with edu- cation. Finally, I had lunch with Joe Fallon, who reported on cleaning up in an annual poker game in Philadelphia with Jon Einsi-dler, Mike Sack, and Chip Carstensen. No wonder Chip recently requested our classmates to get their class dues to him!”

My thanks to Shel for the letter. No com- ment on his facts except that the only clean- mg up Joe did at the poker table was moving the glasses and plates into the kitchen.

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