Scribe Dave Halloran; Publisher Bill French; Alumni Magazine Mark Smoller

In This Exciting Electronic Only Issue!!! DCF Report Follows in August in Printed Copy for All

• Harlan’s Report on the Super Progress Made on Reunion Plans • The Reunion Card!!!!!! • The “Debut” of Class Grandchild via Ben Potter & Mike Zarin • John “Angus” Cunningham on the Bagpipes.[Turn up your Sound] • Put & Marion Blodgett and the Preservation of Nature’s Beauty • Freddie Hitt and Many ‘53’s in the Corps. Semper Fi • Freddie Carleton on the Hanover Scene • The Flying Fleming---Pioneer of Naval Seaplanes • Donald Carpenter Goss’ Dream -- recognized by the VFW • David Cost poetry and the Fascinating Case of Professor Jensen • Dick Calkins Returns with a Gusto • A Great Reunion with “Crispy” and Gang • Some Special Pictures from Okey • The Gerry Grady Collection of ’53 on Wall Street • Peter Bridges Review on “Mike Wallace, A Life” by Peter Rader

REUNION PLANNING

Notes from 1953 60th Reunion Planning Meeting June 20, 2012 and HF Meeting with Don Reed June 25, 2012. 1) Rooms Reserved: Hanover Inn 35 Cut off Sept. $339 South Street 20 plus 4 accessible Cut off 5/10/13 $249 Courtyard by Marriott 2) Special Events: Chairs to coordinate if sufficient card responses: Moosilauke Al Merrill trail- Put Blodgett, Bill King Golf- Bob Simpson Tennis- Jack Zimmerman 3) Transportation: Bonnie Siegal to set up 3 busses but will compare need after establishing venues. 4) Headquarters: Confirmed Paganucci Lounge. No need for class tent. Don Reed, Assc Dir. Dartmouth Dining can move in some comfortable chairs for socializing. Still a problem; 53 Commons is closed after dinner hour. Collis is an option. 5) Reception. Chair, liquor coordinator: Put Blodgett elected chair. Class bar and wine service OK in 53 Commons with qualified bartenders. 6) Meals: Karl Friedman and Dick O’Connor Chairs: Dinners: Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday catered by Dart Dining. Tuesday at Boat House. Monday and Wednesday at 53 Commons. Wednesday is the banquet. Lunch: Monday on your own. Tuesday 53 Commons Wed Baker lawn after Memorial Service. Breakfast: 53 Commons. 7) Class Meeting: 105 Dartmouth before Memorial Service. 8) Memorial Service: Len Gochman Chair. Len will proceed with planning and will have the “final say.” 9) Hood Museum: Donna Reilly Chair Orozco Murals and other possibilities. 10) Music: John Kennedy Chair--- Grimo Band OK for Boathouse dinner but reduce to 5 or 6 pieces. Fred Haas OK for trio background music at banquet. Aires OK for early part of banquet. 11) Treasurer: Dave Donavan Chair assisted by John Kennedy. 12) Favors: Only caps are in but will be reviewed in September. 13) Talk with the President: Scheduled for Tuesday AM. We will request this as a 53 item only, not an Alumni College event with others invited. 14) Great Issues and special lectures: Bert Melcher coordinating Energy and Sustainability ; Al Mulley Health Issues; Sheehy Athletic Director--- We will try to get him for Tuesday lunch ; Tour 78 Life Sciences Bldg. and Black Visual Arts Center; Campus tour. 15) Directory Book: TBD 16) Movie, class archives power point: TBD 17) Registration: Dave Siegal Chair: Starting to receive indications from the newsletter. 18) Attendance Chair Fred Stephens prepared to challenge class of ’52 record of 109 classmates.

1953’s Sensational Sixtieth

June 10th through the 13th, 2013 Be There!

This reunion is all about you! You have to be there, enjoy yourself, gather with friends, re-kindling with old friends and making new ones. AND, you have to let us know your plans so we can be ready for you!

Name______E-mail______Address______Phone ______I will be accompanied by______Badge Names ______Yes, I (we) plan to be there ______A real strong maybe. I’ll let you know ______Sorry, I can’t make it _____ I plan to stay in a dormitory ______I would prefer to stay in a hotel ______I would like help with lodging _____ I will plan my own accommodations Interested in: _____ A modified Moosilauke hike (The Merrill Trail) ___Golf __ Tennis __ A Campus Tour _____ A Hood Museum Event _____ Time to visit with friends _____ Time to go shopping or a trip to Woodstock _____ would like handicap accessible vans (Bonnie’s Buses) Other items that would be of interest to you______Classmates you would like to talk into attending______Comments / Suggestions______

Please fill out the card and send on to Dave and Bonnie Siegal at [email protected] or their USPS address at PO Box 5219, Hanover, New Hampshire, 03755-5219, and thanks.

• The “Debut” of the Class Grandchild via Ben Potter & Mike Zarin

Lovely Hannah Potter, in the white dress with the Potter clan, is the Class grandchild by virtue of being the child of the children of Mike Zarin and Ben Potter. Ariel and Sam are standing with Hannah and their young looking grandfathers beaming at “flanks” of these great looking grandchildren. Hannah is the first grandchild of ’53 children and laid claim to that distinction at birth 17 years ago. Hannah has not been resting on these laurels and, at her recent graduation from Yarmouth High School in Maine, it was noted that her pioneering work on a web-based forum to promote cultural awareness between high school students in the US and those in the Middle East earned her a Community Stewardship Grant. The program, called New View, also led to her selection as Social Innovator by Global Youth Village/Legacy International for this so critical initiative to promote greater understanding in our multi- cultured world. Our hats off to you Hannah, and all of the Class of 1953 grandchildren of the Potter—Zarin families. What a wonderful story. Now the speculation for the great grandchild of 1953 will begin. Hannah, will you start the search among third generation ‘53’s in that marvelous Potter – Zarin dynasty? It is a joy to read your story; please stay in touch with the Class, and Godspeed.

• John “Angus” Cunningham on the Bagpipes.[Turn up your Sound]

For those of you who have joined in the Reunion traffic for years, you know that sound of the bagpipes leading us from the Rollins Spiritual Experience to the Class Tent Spiritual Experience is always so uplifting, and the reason for that is our Class Piper. John “Angus” Cunningham has been playing the pipes since conception and he is known throughout the Veterans organizations in his home state of New Mexico as one of the leading pipers in these wonderful communities of former warriors. Here Angus is warming up with one of his compatriots prior to an American Legion event and we will leave it to you to determine which one is wearing the kilts. Recently, Angus sent me a lovely addition to the Irish Pub we have built into our Florida abode, the Pearly Gates Pub, and it reads “Authentic Irishman for Hire, Storytelling, Jokes Told, Songs Sung, Carrying On, Open All Hours, and Experienced Drinking Companion.” Tis the finest job description this ole dawg fighter pilot, international peddler, and latter day nerd ever had and all ‘53’s are invited at any time. Y’all come, ya hear.

• Put & Marion Blodgett and the Preservation of Nature’s Beauty

How often have we seen Put’s and Marion’s dedication to the majesty of the beauty of this precious area in New Hampshire we have all experienced, whether in Lyme, or Mooselauke or wherever. Put arrived as a freshman imbued with the dedication to the sustainment of the natural creation and he has grown even more dedicated in these six plus decades, and has been an example for us and the world as a profound influence for sustaining the natural beauty. While cruising the Fjords of the Inner Passage to Alaska several years ago, we entered one at 0430, in perfect silence, and consumed nature in its serenity, its beauty, the magnificence of that silence. We talked about Put and Marion at that very moment, for this was their consummate moment to experience that nature through our eyes, yes, but more importantly, through our hearts. Thanks Put and Marion, thank you so much.

• Freddie Hitt and ’53 Friends in the Corps. Semper Fi An anonymous donor sent in a gaggle of pictures of Freddie in his Marine Corps uniform, and a few of other classmates who joined the Corps and went off to that sacred place in Virginia called Quantico. I recognized Blake Herring, Norm Carpenter, John Springer, Dick Collins, I think Dudley Milliken and Bud Humphries, and roommate Dick Lombard, and Freddie, but the shadows and the years preempted further ID. Anyone identifying some of the balance of these ’53 warriors gets a free Guinness at the Pearly Gates Pub, even two. Our recollection is that 82 of our classmates, primarily from the NROTC program, went off to Quantico upon graduation while a distinct minority of us went to the principal service in the Naval Establishment.

Freddie Carleton Reports on the Hanover Scene

Seven ‘53’s were at the May 1 '53 lunch at the Norwich Inn - Al Collins, Dick O'Connor coming from Lake George, Dr. Dave Siegal, our lunch organizer Bill Chamberlin, Chuck Reilly and Harlan Fair and myself.

Harlan and Al Collins led a discussion on the 60th reunion planning. Harlan has had help from the '52's on their events and costs for this June. They brought in a handsome windbreaker jacket -beige with a simple classic emblem as a possible gift. All of us liked it.

Reilly said the dollars for this year's Dartmouth Fund were coming in pretty well and we should be able to meet our goal of $200M + Al Collins and others proposed that wives and widows be invited to our monthly luncheons, and we all approved it. We were saddened by the death of Dr. Jack Crisp late last November, and several of us went to the funeral service in December in Nashua, followed by a reception at the Nashua Country Club. Jack and his brother, Dr. Norman Crisp have been running a very highly regarded clinic in Nashua for many years. Jack had a number of classmates as patients. Jack and Caroline Patten, Bob and Carol Henderson, Dave & Michelle Florence, Jay and Martha Davis, -fellow Psi U's - and Dick Goodman from Hampton, NH. I came down with Davises, very close friends of the Crisps.

On the College scene, there was an article in The Valley News on Michael Odokara Okigbo. I first heard about him when he was the lead performer in the Dartmouth Aires singing group which competed with 4 other college groups in NBC's Sing-Off Contest last year. His rendition of "Somebody to Love" really put him on the map as a Superstar. The Aires won 2nd place in the Sing-Off, just a hair behind first. He's also made a dazzling record at Dartmouth in sports, politics, charitable causes in the US and Africa. He's remarkable!

Nick Schwieger, Dartmouth's all-time leading rusher, signed a free agent contract with the St. Louis Rams toward the end of April. He's the only Dartmouth players to rush for 1,000+ yards in each of 2 seasons, and for 3,150 yards for his career, 900 yards more than the previous record. He said "It was great to get a free agent deal and not simply a tryout". The Rams had a 2-14 record last year, tied for worst in the NFL. Let's hope Schwieger can help them do better.

The Rugby team was again the "winningest" team at Dartmouth with another undefeated season and the US National Championship

A year ago Bill and Elizabeth King were the only D53 residents at Kendal, the large retirement facility in Hanover. Then, Harlan and Anne Fair moved there last November. In January this year, the Kings and the Fairs invited Put and Marion Blodgett and Mitzi and me to Kendal for a delicious Sunday noon dinner. They do eat well over there, but it must be hard to keep your weight down. We're on the Kendal "Ready List", which means we should be ready to go, but we have to wait until we can find a suitable apartment and that might take a year or so. The Blodgett’s are right behind us. Best to all. Fred Carleton, 56 Elm St., Norwich, VT 05055 and/or [email protected]

Pioneer of Naval Seaplanes --- Ensign Herbert Fleming ’19, father of our Dick Fleming

Dick and your scribe share the common denominator of Sons of the Class of 1919, along with Dick Hall, Chet Caswell, and others. We were reminded of this not long ago when we did the piece on Bert Melcher’s dad, and Dick’s, as early Naval Aviators during the time the Navy was developing the seaplanes right after World War I. Dick managed to find copies of his dad’s designation as a Naval Aviator that qualified him to fly airplanes, balloons, and dirigibles. Bert’s dad did much the same and, as we can see, the Dartmouth ‘53 warrior tradition goes back a long way. Wouldn’t that be an interesting research project for the whole class?

Donald Carpenter Goss’ Dream -- recognized by the VFW

Some time ago, Hank Fry sent me a copy of the certificate awarded to Donald by the VFW in 2009, a recognition that soothed the sense of loss Don had for never having served in the military like the large majority of his classmates. As a fraternity brother, I remember those chats with Don our senior year as we were all preoccupied with the first step in our post graduate experience --- serving our country as promised. Because of health problems [Don collapsed his freshman year and, after several months returned to school in a full body brace which precluded athletic participation or military service] Donald could not realize his dream of serving in the Marine Corps. Hank Fry, USMC, championed the cause to have Don appointed a Brevet Colonel in the Corps which was recognized by the VFW in 2009; Don never spoke about this except to a very few but he was exhilarated to have this chapter of his Dream Book completed. Thanks Hank.

• David Cost poetry and the Fascinating Case of Professor Jensen ----Here is a letter from our Class’s Leading Poet----.

Dear Dave,

It is a bit of a winding story why I became, as you referred to me, as "class's leading poet". I know there are many more accomplished and deserving classmates whom the title would more appropriately fit.

If you were to look at the records (I hope they are no longer available), I majored in English, tried to change my major to a combination major of English and Comparative Literature and hit a predictable brick wall in the Office of Professor Arthur Jensen, Professor of Victorian Literature and Head of the English Department at the time. He would have nothing of it. Period.

Things got worse. Because my spelling was very poor, Dr. Jensen gave me a near failing grade on my English Comps ("Yes, Mr. Cost, you did know your material, but you lacked the “tooools” to express yourself.") It must have been at that moment the latent poet within me became challenged.

I retired early from a career in banking to write and write and write. And many years ago, I found an unpublished account in a dusty, forgotten file describing the mysterious and unresolved fate of Professor Jensen, who, on one gleaming, dreaming day on the Hanover plain, strangely disappeared and was lost while wandering about in the stacks of Baker Library. Believe it or not, after long and careful searches, he was never found!

After this incredible shock, I continued on with things and much later on, in 1995, earned an MFA in Poetry at Vermont College, where I also met my wife, Mary Coolidge Cost, (Radcliffe '58), who is a poet and gifted tapestry weaver. I hope to be publishing my fifth book of poetry later this year.

Someday, for the believers-- and even the disbelievers-- if you are interested, I would be pleased to consider sharing strange account of untimely demise of Doctor Jensen with you.

Dwc [Scribe’s note --- by all means David, bring it on!]

• Dick Calkins Returns with a Gusto

Great note from Ted Spiegel on the “return” of Dick Calkins to the Spiegel ’53 contingent in the Midwest and other contiguous areas. Their letters follow and it sort of sounds like the 1953 version of the return of the Prodigal Son. So good to hear from you Dick

“Ted, Thank you for the email. It was great talking to you on the phone. I apologize for not keeping in touch over the years. To say I have been busy is no excuse. I am happy to hear that you and Audrey are doing better.

Let me bring you up to date on my activities. I am still practicing law as a mediator. In addition, I am an adjunct professor at Drake Law School, conducting mediation classes each summer and during the school year. I also train lawyers in mediation twice a year in Des Moines and twice a year in Chicago through the Illinois State Bar Association. I have a mediator training class this month (August 15-19) at Drake Law School.

In addition to teaching, I started college mock trial in 1985 (American Mock Trial Association) – this year there were 633 teams from 350 schools participating. It is a big operation and I am still on the board, although no longer president. In 2000, we began a mediation tournament at both the college and law school levels. This past March we had the International Law School Mediation Tournament in London – teams from four continents attended including Australia and India. In February 2011 we are planning an invitational tournament in India and are in contact with Dubai and Hong Kong as possible sites. To say the least, I am having a great time. If any of you are interested in getting involved in mediation, let me know. You don’t have to be a lawyer to participate.

At this time we are blessed with 11 grandchildren and that keeps Anita busy. During the summer all of them stay with us for a week or so. Two of the grandsons are swimming, taking after their Uncle Tad who was captain of the Princeton swim team. By the way, Dartmouth initially turned him down for admission so he went to Princeton.

Enough for now. I hope to hear from some of you. You have all been so active; it is inspiring.

Here’s the email from Ted that got the conversation going. Keep it going Spiegelites all. Cheers, Dave

What a great surprise to receive your call this am before I left for Northwestern. I often think about you and wonder how you are doing. It was a wonderful gesture on your part to pick up the phone and make the call. I was glad to hear all is well with you and Anita. Audrey and I have had some issues but we are carrying on and are glad to be participating in as many endeavors as we can.

Let’s keep communicating and I’m sure we can find a way to get together somewhere. We have a box for four to hear the Chicago Symphony for five concerts a season. Maybe we can arrange something this coming year. All the other guys cc’d on this email are alive and waiting to hear from you, so get you key pad out and start typing. None of us have secretaries anymore so don’t worry about bad typing, etc. It all comes in time but we keep communicating in a non-intrusive way and therefore there is much more of it. Welcome back into the fold. In today’s world, there is no such thing as” I’m out here in the cow pasture, lost from all you guys.” In the digital world, everything and everybody is ubiquitous, for good and bad. Pick and choose your path but don’t disappear again. Time is not on our side.

• A Great Reunion with “Crispy” and Gang

Who can remember which Reunion this was, but with Crispy and his gang cheering, who cares? While he cannot be with us this coming Reunion, Crispy more than made up for a life time of reunions in the past as this picture will attest. The Crisps and the Barnetts give the gang stability; the two singles along the way, Okey and your Scribe, are questionable. Go 60th for Dartmouth 1953 Forever. • Some Special Pictures from Okey

Dick and Cynthia O’Connor must have set some kind of record for all of the Dartmouth 1953 functions they have attended over the years, e.g., all of our formal reunions, mini reunions at Hilton Head, Sunapee, Harbour Ridge, the White Mountains, and Dick attends most all of the class luncheons in Norwich, driving over from Glens Falls. Aside from being an outstanding golfer and skier, he also loves to take pictures and here is a collection of a few of those taken in recent years.

A regular visit with the Oracle of the Class, the Donald.

Awaiting the Golf Tournament during a recent class activity, Lillian and Don confer with Anne Simpson with and unidentified admirer “fencing” the conversation.

An awesome fivesome this is, with Jack Patten, Okey, Crispy, and Bob Simpson awaiting instructions from their chief strategist on how to bring Andy Sigler’s course to its knees. Attentive subjects they were, and they did, and below we see Okey giving Jack some pointers on proper stance for driving.

• The Gerry Grady Collection---Grady has probably collected more pictures of this Class “at party” than any other in the register. Here is a sample across the years, and there are more to come

Cynthia O’Connor, with that contagious laugh, is responding on cue to a Grady joke whilst he is being the Class cameraman. Don Smith, creator of the Mini- Maxi, and Tom Bloomer are trying to fathom Grady’s humor. Cornell ‘85

Cal, Cathy, and Willie celebrating togetherness with the Manhattan ’53 Gang

Okey, with Arlene and Tom Bloomer probably at the Cornell Maxi-mini as well.

Pag has just told Fred that the latest investment netted him another billion, but that does not quite cover Pag’s fees.

Cal and Corc in a somber moment with Bill Johnson in the background. Cal is probably explaining to Corc once again that actuarial tables need to be modernized!

Bob Simpson, Jim West, Cal and our battlefield photographer Grady have been cornered by the lovely Cathy at their “Unsuccessful Divorce Party.” Meet the Paganucci’s of the Manhattan Mob of the last century

Fred is always capable of that wry look when someone is providing him with a newer revelation. Hendy and bride are tuned in elsewhere

Classmates, fellow Casque and Flasquers, and Harbour Ridge neighbors Bob Simpson and Howie Clery ponder their good fortune as ’53’s along the way.

Hendy and Jim West probably singing “Hail to Psi U” as the melancholy part of the evening sets it. Book Review: Mike Wallace, A Life by Peter Rader By Peter Bridges July 2nd, 2012

Mike Wallace, A Life

A Feared and Influential Figure Mike Wallace, the great television journalist whom all Americans know from the program 60 Minutes, died in April 2012, a month before reaching his 94th birthday. Now comes this first biography of him, written by Peter Rader who is best known as a film writer, director, and producer. (Rader wrote the screenplay for Waterworld starring Kevin Costner; his most recent success was The Last Legion with Colin Firth and Ben Kingsley.) One may wonder how a filmmaker decided to write a biography. He explains that his sister, Claudia Rader, worked for Wallace in the 1980s and first led him toward the story that he tells. It is not an authorized biography. Rader says that Wallace was initially receptive to the idea of a book, but later declined to help him, while giving him his blessing to pursue people who knew him, including close collaborators. Rader tells us that his own cinematic background led him to a cinematic style of writing. Certainly he keeps us in suspense as we watch Wallace’s long, successful, often dramatic and stormy life. More importantly, though, this is a book written in clear English and carefully researched, a book that brings out both the major faults and the major attainments in Mike Wallace’s long life. Biographers may lose balance, in either excessive love or hatred of their subject; Rader steers successfully past both perils. This reviewer would guess that Rader’s book will remain the definitive biography of Wallace for many years to come. It is and surely will remain a basic resource for those interested in the modern history of our mass media. What is less sure is whether this will suffice to keep Mike Wallace alive in our national memory, which is most often unkind to journalists. We remember Horace Greeley and H.L. Mencken and Edward R. Murrow and…not many others. Certainly Mike Wallace was not only a famous but a very influential American. He worked hard to become and to remain that. He was born in Brookline, Massachusetts, in 1918, the youngest of four children of immigrants from Kiev. His father lost his prospering wholesale grocery business when an uninsured cargo was lost at sea, and had to start again from scratch as an insurance salesman, “…rebuilding himself and paying off every penny he owed.” Throughout Mike’s own career, Rader says, he would pride himself on the kind of integrity he learned from his father. What comes late in the book, though, makes one question whether at times the son forgot the father’s lesson. One sees in Wallace’s childhood the man he was to become. He was rambunctious, mischievous, not handsome, and intensively competitive. Rader says he forced himself to become an extrovert–and learned, as Wallace himself said later, “how to produce a voice.” Wallace first got away from the Northeast when in 1935 he entered the University of Michigan as an undergraduate. Michigan had initially rejected his application, but an uncle who was a professor of economics got the decision reversed. The professional future seemed clear for the businessman’s son and economist’s nephew–until, he recalled years later, he discovered university courses on “the exotic art of broadcasting.” He was hooked–and then he was excited, when the famous radio show Information Please hosted by Clifton Fadiman invited him to become one of their occasional student panelists. He used his appearance to tell a poor joke. It fell flat, and when he returned to Ann Arbor his professor told him he had disgraced the university. That did not dissuade him from pursuing a career in radio. This began modestly after his graduation from the university, with a part-time job as an announcer for a station in Grand Rapids. Despite a gaffe or two he soon went on to work for a larger station in Detroit, and in 1941 moved to Chicago where he worked with versatility at jobs that ranged from broadcasting the news to acting in soap operas. Our author makes clear that he finds this a modest start. In a sense it was; but the reaction of the reviewer, who was a boy in Chicago during the Great Depression, is that Wallace was doing quite well for the time. It was a time when, for example, two college graduates in Chicago, friends of the reviewer’s parents, felt fortunate to find jobs respectively as a milkman and a steel mill foreman. Wallace served creditably as a naval officer in World War II and returned to a wife and young son, to a marriage that would not last. Soon, Rader writes, Wallace’s life was hit by a blond and buxom torpedo named Buff Cobb. He was, we begin to see, what was called then a ladies’ man. He liked women, and he married four of them over his long life. Buff Cobb was not just a blond torpedo; she was the granddaughter of the famous writer Irvin S. Cobb, and herself a person of some brilliance who soon teamed up with Wallace in a Chicago radio show. He divorced his first wife, Norma, with whom he had two children, and married Buff in 1949. The two moved to New York and to television, where their Mike and Buff became, Rader reports, the talk of the town. Wallace had started out as a news reporter and would end, in a sense, as that at 60 Minutes, but meanwhile he did other things as well, for example cooperating with Buff in a popular CBS show called All Around the Town that focused on interesting corners of New York and people who worked there. Our biographer does not, perhaps, emphasize as he might have done the fact that MIke Wallace in his early thirties was, if not at the summit of the broadcast media, already in its top echelon. His marriage to Buff Cobb did not last; in 1955 he married a third wife, Lorraine Perigord, who if not brilliant and not a fellow journalist was “refined, mysterious and elegant.” By the end of the 1950s he was making a major name for himself with a hard-hitting interview show called Night Beat. There is more on this fascinating review by Peter on Mike Wallace and we will continue in the next epistle and post the entire review on the website. See you all next time.