CLASS OF 1926
Fellow classmates, so called, the flood of letters concerning yourselves has worn me down to a mere shadow of my former self. In fact I have barely succeeded in answering all four of them. If I can expect four more in as many months you may expect a wonderful class column in this publication.
Fortunately, rumor and gossip have favored me with a few bits of news which I will impart to you. I have recently come from Hanover, N. H., a college town where untold numbers of '26 men spend their time. Bob Breyfogle hovers about the Cit offices, teaching freshmen in his spare time. While in the chemistry department one can find Can Hadlock and Frank Knowles. Or if interested in geology, Lou Conant can help you out. Breyfogle has a lovely Ford, which he will gladly use to transport anyone anywhere. Then up in the Ad building is Sid Hayward with a desk, a fine calendar pad, and a harassed expression. He told me that he liked his job, but that he wished he had the snap that Ritchie Smith has down in the personnel offices. In Tuck School, a much maligned institution, one can find Art Smith putting in his time. I am told also that Danny Drury has come back to finish up, bringing with him his wife and baby. By the way, who is our class baby ? Indeed so many '26 men have been in, through, and about Hanover that a prominent Hanoverian was heard to say "Most of the graduating classes go to -work, but "
Down here in New York one can, find George Champion" at the National Bank of Commerce and Carl Allen at the National City Bank. They are continuing their education at night school, and are planning to take charge of the banking business soon. Champ, Carl, and I plan to room in the new Dartmouth Club as soon as it is completed, which ought to be around the latter part of October. Drop in when you're over. Downtown Bob Cleary holds forth with Harris, Forbes. Bob is representing '26 in lining up members for the Club. Let him sign up. Jo Kinney is traveling for D. Appleton Company, publishers. He has a limited territory—limited by Omaha, New Orleans, and other near-by places. Another publisher is Red Merrill. Red and Ted Seely were busy early this fall entertaining friends whom they met abroad this summer. Ted has gone for parts unknown, at least so far as I know. Down at Schulze and Weaver's we find a promising young architect in Hub Harwood. Hub's rosy cheeks have not yet shown the deadly tint of office pallor. Thomas FloydJones has entered his musical career, making pianos somewhere near White Plains.
Europe this summer was honored with many notables, among whom were Dick Smith, Art Smith, John (Perk) St. Clair, Hub Harwood, Les Talbot, Art Forrest, Don Norstrand, and Tom Murdough. My, my, we are a cosmopolitan class. Hardwood, Smith, and St. Clair landed in New York with the sum of twentyfive cents between them. Friends of St. Clair's will be glad to learn that a fine Beaver Patrol was organized on their return trip.
Chuck Frankenberg has become a married man, as has Dick Mandel. Dick will spend a year abroad, and can be found care of the Bankers Trust Company, Paris.
Among our Harvard men are Gib Robinson, Dick Mann, Randall Cox, and Bob McConnaughey. Look them up if you have the op
I saw Doug Everett in Concord recently. He finds real estate a profitable "game" (so called). Doug sends his regards to everybody. In Buffalo Dick Burlingame sells shoes, and is expecting a raise any day now.
Doubtless you noticed Joe Batchelder's name among the players at various golf matches around the country. He was doing nicely. Who knows if we may be harboring a champion?
Rumor has it that Ed Duffy secured his diploma (one of those things we used to hear so much about) after pursuing his classical studies at West Virginia this past summer.
Ray Sterling and Jack Bickford are fortunate in being in Hanover to complete their courses.
Way out in Canton, Ohio, Don Hoffman heaves steel rails and loses weight. Well, he could stand to lose a bit. Pardon me, Don.
Obby Barker starts M. I. T. this fall, and may be found at SO Commonwealth Ave., Boston. That is, if someone would care to pay his class dues or something like that. The funds seem to be in fair shape at present.
Trog Richter has entered the ranks of married men. Luck to him.
Tom Farwell says that editing the class movies is not the snap it might be. He says you will be interested to know, however, that they will be ready soon for their first showing. Tom is at Ryegate, Vt., manufacturing paper.
Nate Parker came into town recently. He spent a week-end in Hanover, and sailed October 2 for Oxford. I hope we many have some good descriptive letters from Nate. Who knows, he may star at Rugby.
Jim Oberlander has been here scouting for Ohio State, where he is coaching the tackles. After football season he will probably study out there.
At odd times last summer I ran into Homer Rowe, Johnny Manser, Mac Mackay, and Charlie Starrett. I don't know what these boys are doing now, except that Charlie expects to enter some branch of the movies, possibly to rival Tom Mix.
Now, you tell me something. My address is at the head of this column. How's to crash through so that all the boys can have their names in print.
Secretary, Air Reduction Co., 342 Madison Ave., New York
