1944

Coming up: our 55th Reunion. Fill the bowl up, roll out the barrel, nozzle the gas tank, whatever it takes, but mark your calendars now and be sure you head for Hanover next June 1999, the all-but-eve of the millennium. I suppose the rest of the world will be celebrating the one-in-a-thousand change of centuries, and we'll be doing that, too, but first we 11 be touching the strings again of the 59 years since we first met in Freshman Commons, September 1940

So flex the flab, shore up the meicine cabinet, shine the old pate, bring along the mashie niblick and the dancing shoes, and plan to be there By way of a warm-up, it 's never too late to make the fall mini-reunion, October 13, which is just around the corner. We play national power Lafayette in football, but who cares about national power when we've got Stan Barr's lobster bash and a Quechee dinner and tailgating and fall colors? To say nothing of your favorite classmates and their scrumptious ladies.

July was a highlight for me as far as the Warners were concerned. First, DonWarner from Palm Coast, Fla., was m New Hampshire visiting a son and family, and we got together at the Hanover Inn and had coffee with Bill Craig and RussBurdge (Russ, by the way, is our stalwart 55th reunion chairman) at the daily old timers' Kaffee Klatch. Then we wandered the campus a bit, had a chili-dog on a bench on Main Street (as Wemo Epply trotted by), and just gabbed and oggled (a warm summer day and lots of summerterm kids going to classes). Don's; wife, Marge, died almost two years ago, but he has six children and nine grandchildren to keep him, and his bridge game, up to snulff

A couple of thousand miles west, BillWarner in Scottsdale,Ariz., plays golf:regularly (handicap between 14 and119; he grew up as a caddy in Fargo, S.D.) and spends a lot of time with wife Dotty who has had a couple of strokes. "But she s a great trooper," says Bill, "and we re doing just fine." Bill has kept flying since air force days, with a bundle of licenses, but has had to fold his wings recently because of a touch of diabetes.

Back to the Hanover Inn, if you were dining in the Ivy Grill last April you would have been serenaded by Joan and tedMortimer's son, Ted '72, on guitar. Ted Senior, a renowned epidemiologist and expert on infant mortality out there m Cleveland, has come down with a my sterious malady affecting his speech. So he's squeaking some if talking less; and though retired, he's still working 40 hours a week on research projects.

Other offspring in the Hanover area includes Patti and Dave Eckels son Woody, who is the director of residential operations at the College; Marty and JaDensmore's son Jason '73, who is a sales rep and whose wife, Lisa, received an award for excellence in snow sports journalism on TV; and Helena and Russ Burdge's daughter Pam, whose husband is the chief groundskeeper for Dartmouth s Hanover Country Club.

One has to close with resounding hazzahs for Fritz Witzel and his crew, busy raising the half million-plus for the 1944 Room atop the new Berry Library. Among other things, the room will contain tor all history (modern Dead Sea Scrolls.) the names of all 700 '44s fortunate enough, and privileged, to have matriculated at this wonderful and lovely place. Check with Witzel in Sunapee, N.H., if you haven't yet contributed.

Deaths: Phil May, Dick Sholl, WaltProsser, and Don Pfeifle. Our sympathies.

That's it. Blessings.

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