Sept - Oct 2011
Finally, September 1961 rolled around and we took steps that would change our lives forever. Many went on the freshman trip, meeting guys from all over the country.
Class Notes
Finally, September 1961 rolled around and we took steps that would change our lives forever. Many went on the freshman trip, meeting guys from all over the country.
As the fall trimester of our sophomore year began to wind down in November and December, our attention was divided among our coursework, the momentous events in the global arena and the giddy effects of the first undefeated football team since 19
After Dartmouth Night and a great bonfire, we learned about not letting the “Old Traditions Fail” from Thad Seymour and began to feel like veterans. We were not so hardened that we were not worried about our first round of finals.
Our sophomore year came to a quick end in May and June 50 years ago. As always, Green Key was the highlight of our spring. For the sixth time in a row Alpha Theta won Hums and Lawrence Ferlenghetti read his poetry for us.
As summer of 1962 approached, marking the end of our first year in Hanover, we had some time to relax. Green Key Weekend, perhaps the most enjoyable of the whole year, always seemed to have a musical bent.
Fifty years ago this month most of us took a major step toward Dartmouth when we graduated from high school. We were following the beginning of the Mantle-Maris assault on Babe Ruth’s home-run record and listening to Ricky Nelson’s No.
As our sophomore winter wound down and spring returned to Hanover, Dean of the Faculty Arthur Jensen prophetically gave an address titled “The Context of Our Time,” emphasizing the challenge of rapid change for a democratic society.
Fifty years ago, as thoughts of our first spring in Hanover entered our frozen visages, our world continued to change. On March 2, 1962, President Kennedy announced that the United State would resume above-ground nuclear testing.
On March 1, 1961, President Kennedy established the Peace Corps. Within five years more than 15,000 people, including many of our classmates, were serving around the world.
In June a remarkable ceremony took place on the western coast of France—one that has given me a great feeling of comfort about today’s young folks.
Fifty years ago, during our first summer away from Hanover, the realization that we had become part of an extraordinary organism—the Dartmouth family—began to set in.
The last summer before we began our trek to become men of Dartmouth passed quickly for most of us. Bobby Lewis’ “Tossin’ and Turnin’ ” was No. 1 on the charts from early July until nearly the end of August. It accurately described our world.