1938

I received a note from my dear friend Al Wolff—it's so always good to hear from one of our classmates—Al sounds very chipper and writes, "I recently spent a week in Bridgton, Maine, with myyoungest son, Fred. We had a cottage on a lake and had the opportunity to enjoy much canoeing, reading, and each others company." As of this writing he would have returned from Quebec City, where he participated in five days of golf instruction and playing! I hope he had a wonderful time—and his swing is as good as ever!

Al has asked if we would be interested in "one special issue of a period of the class newsletter." He will be glad to put it together, and I'm sure all of you will help as well—count me in, Al. Consider it a go!

It is with profound sadness that I report the loss of one of Dartmouth's most dedicated sons and a person who was so very, very dear and loyal to the class of'38: Bob Reeve passed away this past July 16. My memories of Bob begin in 1979, long after all of yours, I'm sad to say. I accompanied Richard to a reunion where Bob was one of the first sons of Dartmouth I had the privilege of meeting, along with his dear wife, Claire. I remember Bob as a person of great energy—he would light up a room when he entered. Bob was a devoted husband and a proud father. He had a contagious smile, a passion forhis alma mater and no one could tell a story like him—I loved to listen to him speak of his time in Hanover. To Claire, their children and all of their family, I extend the deepest sympathies of the class.

I would love to hear from you. You don't know how much I miss the connection to the class of'38—please drop me a line. When you receive this magazine Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Hanukah will be just around the corner. Please share your times with all of us. On that note may I wish you a very happy, blessed and healthy holiday season. Stay well and know that I think of you often.

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