1937*
Breathes there a classmate With soul so dead, Who never to himself in Spring hath said: Hurrah! My contribution To the fund is due, My big regret is that I can't make two.
Give a rouse men for it's Maytime! So let's wind up and throw that cabbage to Mort Berkowitz. Most of you probably noticed in the April issue that Bill Cunningham said that the curse of present day Dartmouth was a fostering of mediocrities. He wanted a concentration on excellence. Here's our chance, collectively, to prove our mettle. Let us dedicate ourselves to the proposition that '37 shall represent excellence in unified class effort; and, to fulfill that proposition, the urge to respond must move us all! So what say fellows?
In today's clinical session we shall first concern ourselves with—you guessed it-LOVE. Spring and young men's fancies being what they are:—Collin MacCarty just announced his engagement to a beautiful Southern lass named Margery; Jack Foley planning an early marriage to lovely Mary Baxter; the engagement of Art Tucker to Martha Ransom of Flemington, N. J.; John Wright (with General Electric in Schenectady) engaged to Elise Upton of Concord, N. H.; and Bud Butterworth engaged to Marian Brooks of Conn. College. It seems to be the growing impression among those of us who aren't at least engaged that we must be suffering from one of those horrible "—oses" or "—itises" that we keep reading about in the subways and comic (?) strips.
NEW ENGLAND SCENE-Art Guyer seen studying big medical texts between reels up in the Nugget projecting room. ....Phil Robertson's ski lodge ("Hillwinds") at Franconia is described by a classmate as "a mighty swell place, with panelled walls.". .. .Charlie Fowler working in a bank at Suncook, N. H John Chapman living at Lisbon, N. H., raising chickens which lay lots of eggs Bob Sullivan seen around with a damsel whose blonde hair is supposed to "cascade.". ...
Slugging Eddie Casey teaching some youngsters up North of Boston how to. belt that apple in big-league style.
POST ROAD ROUND UP-Robert the Fuz-Wuz Areson is loafing through a session of psychiatry at Yale Med.; observes that Halsey Bullen "has more hair and less waist than many a '37 would have ventured for this stage of the game"; and reports that he saw Bill Sayre frantically trying to locate his brand-new car (freshly stolen) so that he could catch his boat for Bermuda. Bill, incidentally, has recently made the Yale LAW JOURNAL. Bill Clay writes of a tremendous trip to Carnival (where among others he saw Paul Marx) and says that he is on leave of absence from Dept. of Justice, has settled down to full time law school and wife Betty; and this summer will probably hang out a shingle in Mt. Sterling, Ivy.; Will Brown is in Forestry School at Yale and quite enthusiastic about the whole business. George Andrews whips around the countryside with a feather in his hat and a female in his wake! From Bridgeport comes word that Gus Farweil is one of the main stays of the Warner Brothers Corset Company. As Wilder Pierce suggests "that's a very uplifting sort of business." Well, Gus, nothing like setting yourself up on a good foundation! Meanwhile, Pierce is an increasingly highvoltage charge of the General Electric Co., and is now located at Milford, Conn. That town brings to mind that cherubic, redfaced apostle of mirth, Bert McGay—where are you now?
AROUND MANHATTAN-From the East side comes the familiar chirping of Chick Koop—doing well in third year at Cornell Med., reaffirming the oft-repeated virtues of married life, and advising he'll work there this summer with an accent on Lues. In the same vicinity, Johnny Herman is soon to graduate and plans to intern at Mt. Sinai Hospital in Baltimore. Last seen John was walking the surgical wards with—of all things—an ALUMNI MAGAZINE under his arm. Mad Michael Wright ducking around greater New York trying to elude a variety of Leap Year ladies
Mai Merritt getting his foot off of the brass rail long enough to deny he's published a book of verse—Art Ekirch about to bag his Ph.D. in History at Columbia Gil Nourse occasionally seen buzzing around the city on business missions Ted Bruce said to be "getting very serious over some sweet and nice girl."
ALONG THE MOHAWK-Bob Turner is in Schenectady working in Treasury Dept. of the G. E. Company. Bob writes that Mel Estey is still teaching at Brewster Academy in Wolfeboro (N. H.), and lecturing to the local gentry at Rotary Clubs on the war and its effects on US. Down at Albany, Sherm Murphy is soon to graduate from Albany Law and has a slick job all lined up.
PHILADELPHIA STORY—HaI Parachini exuding the customary coach's gloom about his. Chestnut Hill Academy baseball team—Gandy Rube still probing into Zoological Mysteries Bill Breitinger working out in suburban Cynwood They're still talking about the big March Punch Bowl party featuring Norm Pratt, George Vennum, John Dingle, Bill Greenwood, and-of course—Bennett, Bullen and Wolfs.
FARTHER SOUTH—From Wilmington-comes word that Bob Bryan is putting his Chemical Engineering M. S. brains into practice on this new stuff Nylon for the Dupont outfit, but is soon to shift to Seaford on a new job. From Baltimore, reports are that Mutt Ray is living in the Nu Sig Medical Fraternity up on N. Broadway; and that Rog Graves has moved up to Lebanon, Pa. for Beth. Steel Co.
CHICAGO—Don O'Brien is soon to graduate from Rush Med. and to intern at Presbyterian Hosp. Rumors are that with Obe in town it's a damn good thing for the whole city that St. Patrick's Day comes but once a year. George Arnold doing well at U. of C. Med., and puts in extra time at the Provident Hosp. Brud Johnson authored Peter Akers: Methodist CircuitRider and Educator which recently appeared in JOUR, OF 111. STATE HISTORICAL SOCIETY, and is to continue as lecturer at U. of C. Park Johnston sporting around in a fresh Florida suntan.
FARTHER WEST—Jim Humphrey writes "am working for my Father in supervising farms in Montana for non-resident owners (Lands-Loans, Great Falls, Mont.)," and Jim also was lately in Florida for a vacation. Don Miller in mid-Pacific (Honolulu) is still vigorous in proclaiming the U. S. S. R. is spreading the glories of Socialistic Peace in the world. This is no place for polemics, so I won't tell him what most of us think!
HOBBIES—Here's the latest twist in response to Emerson's dictum about building a better mouse-trap:—It seems that Jersey thin man, Jo Wolfs, has lately invested most of his time perfecting means of trapping Philadelphia's mice—in a waste basket. The beauty is that it is strictly a Bring-'Em-Back-Alive affair—permitting our hero to keep the catch in a local bathtub, succor them on cod-liver oil, and experiment on them at his leisure. Who's heard a better?
CLINICIANS—In a few weeks, 17 men of '37 will be full-fledged Doctors of Medicine. Since they were my Dartmouth Medical classmates perhaps I may be excessively proud in their behalf. To them I offer the class's sincere good wishes for the future. From among them, Doug Butman graduates from Harvard, and interns at Hanover; George Stock from Bellevue moves to Mt. Vernon (N. Y.) Hospital and Dex Branch from the same school to Lynn (Mass.) Hospital.
POSTSCRIPT—The experience of five months in bed induces me to slide aboard this column a little moral freight. In essence, it is the conviction that, by and large, we don't appreciate our health until it eludes us, if only for awhile. If I could convince just one person to stop and think, and thereafter enjoy this beautiful May just one whit more—then I should feel this P.S. has not been in vain.
Okay fellows—up and at 'em with that Alumni Fund Gift!
Clinical Secretary, SEYMOUR F. OCHSNER.
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