Class Note 1960
Issue
September-October 2022
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Anyone who kept track of Joe Mandel’s social life during his undergraduate years knows full well that nothing noteworthy occurred during Homecoming or any other time. Is it any wonder that he was a married man at age 23? Jim Marlow’s first Dartmouth Homecoming was 1959. He returned from junior year abroad with a Russian flag he had, at some risk, stolen and hung over the door of Theta Delt for the weekend. By Sunday it was gone—stolen. Joe McHugh’s beautiful bride was his exclusive date at Dartmouth for four years and they usually dined in Thayer Hall. At Homecoming senior year Brenda and Joe were going through the Thayer line and a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed freshman on the serving line was greeting all the dates with a big “Welcome to Dartmouth.” One of Joe’s fraternity brothers next to him on the serving line said, “She has been here more days than you have.” Brenda thought that was cruel to say to the perky freshman. It was the 1959 Homecoming Weekend as George Potts heard the rag-tag band playing “Men of Dartmouth” while sauntering down College Avenue ahead of green-bedecked alumni. Saturday morning trains from Boston and New York City had already disgorged their raccoon-coated coeds. The traditional five-story-high bonfire was yet unlit. Game time, rival Harvard dominated the first half but lost gracelessly to Dartmouth’s interception, onside kick, and final open-field punt return. Festivities ended with the Glee Club singing all the popular college songs; “Dartmouth Undying,” “Dartmouth’s in Town Again,” and “Eleazar Wheelock.” Some tunes had optional prurient lyrics that the students sang as contretemps against the censored Glee Club versions. Duncan Mathewson adds, “Those who were there last year at Homecoming will remember the great victory over Yale, which was the stepping stone to our second Ivy League championship in a row. As we all are getting kind of long in the tooth, we need to come this year to see us beat Harvard one more time!”
—Sid Goldman, 78575 Avenida Ultimo, La Quinta, CA 92253; (305) 849-0475; sidgoldman@gmail.com
Anyone who kept track of Joe Mandel’s social life during his undergraduate years knows full well that nothing noteworthy occurred during Homecoming or any other time. Is it any wonder that he was a married man at age 23? Jim Marlow’s first Dartmouth Homecoming was 1959. He returned from junior year abroad with a Russian flag he had, at some risk, stolen and hung over the door of Theta Delt for the weekend. By Sunday it was gone—stolen. Joe McHugh’s beautiful bride was his exclusive date at Dartmouth for four years and they usually dined in Thayer Hall. At Homecoming senior year Brenda and Joe were going through the Thayer line and a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed freshman on the serving line was greeting all the dates with a big “Welcome to Dartmouth.” One of Joe’s fraternity brothers next to him on the serving line said, “She has been here more days than you have.” Brenda thought that was cruel to say to the perky freshman. It was the 1959 Homecoming Weekend as George Potts heard the rag-tag band playing “Men of Dartmouth” while sauntering down College Avenue ahead of green-bedecked alumni. Saturday morning trains from Boston and New York City had already disgorged their raccoon-coated coeds. The traditional five-story-high bonfire was yet unlit. Game time, rival Harvard dominated the first half but lost gracelessly to Dartmouth’s interception, onside kick, and final open-field punt return. Festivities ended with the Glee Club singing all the popular college songs; “Dartmouth Undying,” “Dartmouth’s in Town Again,” and “Eleazar Wheelock.” Some tunes had optional prurient lyrics that the students sang as contretemps against the censored Glee Club versions. Duncan Mathewson adds, “Those who were there last year at Homecoming will remember the great victory over Yale, which was the stepping stone to our second Ivy League championship in a row. As we all are getting kind of long in the tooth, we need to come this year to see us beat Harvard one more time!”
—Sid Goldman, 78575 Avenida Ultimo, La Quinta, CA 92253; (305) 849-0475; sidgoldman@gmail.com