Class Note 1950
On February 5 Frank Gilroy was presented with the Ian McLellan Hunter Award for Lifetime Achievement in Writing by the Writer’s Guild of America East. The award is given in honor of a lifetime body of work as a writer in motion pictures or television, and it was presented to Frank by his screenwriter and director son Tony. Congratulations, Frank.
I picked up my telephone answering device and was greeted by the velvet voice of Gerry Sarno. My return conversation with Gerry and Ginny, which lasted maybe 30 minutes, was punctuated with laughter. The loudest occurred as we recalled the Woodstock Inn occasion when Ginny tore up the several-hundred-dollar class of ’50 bar bill and dropped it down the front of her dress. The manager assured me that the class of ’50 would never again darken his door—but he relented. The bill was paid and all was well.
Paul Canada paid us a short but animated visit this winter. Age has not robbed Paul of his zest for life.
In the January column I told you that a photograph sent to me by Dave Grinnell had shown Warren Cox and Dave Pittenger seated at a Green Key party with their dates and apparently sound asleep. I stand corrected. Dave says that it was he, not Pittenger, clutching that Manhattan glass.
Bob and Joan McIlwain, Nev and Randi Chamberlain and Joel Leavitt and friend dined together at a local watering hole in February.
Superbowl Sunday in Vero Beach, Florida, provided us with a highly enjoyable yet bittersweet experience. “Hub” Hood, son of the late Gordie and JoAnn, invited us, the McIlwains, Skip and E. Fauver, Joan Mauk and a couple of Gordie’s high school friends to join him and his vivacious wife, Maggie, for the game. He and Maggie treated us to a magnificent spread. It took place in Gordon and JoAnn’s condominium and, at least for me, their now-silent voices were bouncing off the walls.
We sat with Joe and Eva Sardella at a Dartmouth Club dinner recently. Randi and Eva enjoy speaking in their native Norwegian.
A northern trip this winter served to reinforce Nob Hovde’s certainty that his move to Florida was the right one.
—Nev Chamberlain, 1835 North Garden Grove Circle, Vero Beach, FL 32962; (772) 569-2893; ranevero03@aol.com
