Holderness School - Dial Yearbook (Holderness, NH)

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-Q-rv---v-, vw--v f -- - -apr-i -- Hlyvug W - ll-v f-V- .Jiv- oit gfouoe The year 1954-55 welcomed Hoit House with a wide selection of personalities. Under the supervision of dorm masters, Mr. Hinman and Mr. English, houseleader Stephenson, and floor- leaders Armknecht and Kruger, the atmosphere of Hoit House was kept relatively relaxed. Perhaps introductions are in order now. First of all, we have Messers Morrill and Beauregard. These two took turns at being protagonist and antagonist in a series of water and wet towel fights. Then there was Shorty Baker, who at one time went wild with ecstasy at prospects for a coming vacation, and literally hit the ceiling. Novelists Shovan and Lavalle occasion- ally joined to publish short stories. One coming out in weekly installments was entitled, Ten Easy Ways to Preserve and Dissect a Corpse. The usually placid combo of Taylor and Stone would sometimes team up, much to the agony of Stephenson and Thompson, who lived under them, and give their rendition of the Second World War. Another common sight would be Pulsifer and Bent, sitting and thinking furiously of some way to stir the 0tl1B1',S wrath. Mike, the youngest of the three Kingston brothers, came through in true Kingston form to become one of the most popular members of the dorm. Mike and Jay Webster were two of the smallest and probably most industrious fellows in Hoit House. Occasional streaks of light by the names of Coupey and Putney were frequently seen as they breathlessly tried to reach their rooms before lights out. And come what might, Frolich, Jameson, and Fox would never miss that last minute cigarette. Byers and Venno, fellow Maineites, could be seen every now and then swapping bull stories about the great North Woods. Well-mannered Nils Kahl, one of Holderness' foreign representatives, and roommate Pete Van Zandt, were the gym- nasts of the dorm. Halfway through the year Arnold was led to the barber and to everyone's surprise he had two of the prettiest blue eyes ever seen. John Houghton, the seasoned weatherman, continued to give complete and fairly accurate weather forecasts. Bobby Weiss came to be Hoit's sophomore athlete of the year. Quiet Doc Gray kept careful count of the points amassed by his colorful roommate, Rudy Colloredo. We will of course not forget the attempt by Atherton, Parish, and Edgerly to sink the bathroom. And last, but not least, actor-painter Ricky Fabian provided the artistic touch which Hoit House needed in order to have a little of everything. Neither will the boys of Hoit House forget the tasty dorm parties given by the Englishes and Hinmans, nor their kindness to them throughout the year. We wish another good year in 1955-56 to Hoit House and its occupants. arohall gfouoe A quick glance at the outside structure of this dorm reveals that it is not very impressive and when you reach the inside, you get some funny ideas about Holdemess. But the whole charm of this so-called paradise, lies in the character of the individuals who dwell therein. First of all, and probably the greatest con- tribution to this dorm are Mr. and Mrs. Chase. Ma has long ago broken all records for the best dorm parties. Meanwhile, the soft rhythms of Mr. Chase's newly-composed music can be heard and appreciated. ' Down the hall in a very humble room dec- orated with hockey equipment, Charlie Carlson and Hugh Barndollar are engaged in a heated up bull session. Bart Jordan across the hall is absorbed in some guitar music while his room- mate, John Cragin, has retired to the library in search of peace and quiet. The next room belongs to Stan Evans and Barry Borell to whom gags and horsing around are only natural. As we get ready to leave, the door comes flying off the hinges as Jarrin' Jack Jameson comes barging in on a somewhat violent quest of a

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fi NX- 9 Back Row -Young, Weiss, Gray, Frolich, Fox, Edgerly, Atherton. Hoit House Second Row -Pulsifer, Greenman, Jameson C., Byers, Taylor A., Putney, Baker, Colloredo, Beauregard, Bent. Third Row -Mr. Hinman, Hall, Venno, Morrill, Parish, Houghton, Fabian, Shovan, Coupey, Lavalle, Van Zandt, Arnold, Mr. English, Stone. Front Row -Kingston M., Kahl, Armknect, Stephenson, Kruger, Thompson, Webster J. Marshall House Back Row -Carlson, Ahlgren, Snow, Munro, Latham, Evans, Beuttel, Talcott, Middle Row -Barndollar, Cutler, Cragin, Mr. Chase, Borell, Moxon, Eldridge. Front Row -Gibson, Jameson J., Wood, Taylor R., Allbee, Adams F., Jordan, Adams B. Absent -Kelly.

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lost item of some sort. Meanwhile Bruce Beutell, though seemingly inoffensive, is pieing Jarrin's bed. Next we enter John Talcott and Elsom Eldridge's room. John's loquaciousness never fails him, even when he is alone. Lib is away preparing the next melodrama for 1956. In a humble habitation next door, Frank Moxon is typing away while Bob Wood has just finished his Physics experiment and his going back to sleep. Still farther on, Roger Ahlgren and Don Latham are intrigued with Frankie Carle who has been going on for the last hour at full blast. Bo Munro and Lou Snow maintain as much quiet in their room so as to be different. Across the hall, Gallopin ' Ted Cutler and Sandy Ctoelzoter The rising bell rings and Hartley Webster comes bombing down the hall with his fireman's boot, not on his way to a fire, but to the kitchen to do his job. He is followed by George Pransky, who sleepily staggers out of his bed and ex- claims very poetically, Hark! Do I hear the trickling of fresh water. Roger Squire has been up since six o'clock in front of the mirror where his lovely locks are being put, or should we say, stuck into place. At that moment Kit Luff emerges from his Harvard banner, shaking, rattling, and rolling on his way to work. The five-minute bell rings and downstairs Larry Ellison and John Bennett drowsily fall out of bed and crawl to the nearest cup of coffee in the dining room. On the way back from breakfast, we pass Nile's House Buttroom where Frank Bremer, Bill Sheffield, and Robbie Van Tienhoven are strengthening their nerves for the first three classes of the morning with some deep puffs on a weed. Before assembly, Mike Mansfield and Peter Fuentes go on the air with Latin American Rhythms, featuring the Cuban Drums. Mean- while Winkie Rawle is writing his Queen to the tune of Doris Day. Flocrleader Peter King- ston is trying to get someone to do halls and study at the same time while Jim Collins, who lives in the wheel's room, is narrating his last dream to the 'whole dorm. Gibson are enjoying a very sonorous bull session where the louder, the better prevails. Then Dick Taylor and John Allbce are found in the next room. Dick, the Floorleader, has just come back from Cartwright's and everything is just going great for him. Poor John, the House- leader, is looking at his extra-curricular schedule and is wondering when he can do his Chemistry assignment. Last, but not least, is found Gus, Gus the mouse. It is feared that he is residing in the partition quite dead, to the sorrow of everyone. Seldom seen yet frequently heard, a deep love and respect for him grew within the Marshall House habitation during the year. He was just one of us. 01408 Going downstairs again, we find Robin Lucas in Phil Gat's room. Phil is trying to listen to Van Tienhoven's latest jazz while Robin is deciding how tight his left ski binding should be that afternoon on Cartwrights. Dwight Mason is still sitting quietly in his room wondering what mark Bambi gave him in English. Going down the hall, we find a nice combina- tion in single rooms. Tom Caruso Anthony is trying his latest solo, while studious Stan Shalett, a thin cardboard partition away, is writing up his Chemistry experiment due last month. Markie Beale is wandering around lost in his latest love-affair-in-the-Mts. His roommate, Dave Smith, is in the gym perfecting his basketball qualities. In the wheel's room, we find Pete Fiore, downstair's Floorleader, Arnie Bieling, Houseleader, and photographer Fred Hain who are telling stories about good old last summer. Bump . . oops! Sorry . . . Robert Olmstead, Doug Rand, and Steve Stark, who are day- students assigned to this beautiful dorm, are always on hand to pass the hamburgers during a dorm party. All in all, we find a very unique group under the kind leadership of Mr. and Mrs. Henderson and Mr. and Mrs. Richards. May we add that we definitely maintain the honor of having the cleanest, neatest, and quietest dorm on campus. We all aim to keep such.