CLASS OF 1915
By the time this column is read the opening kick-off of the football season will be a matter of history, but by the kindness of our genial classmate, Otto Grow is helping to kick off for 1915 in the MAGAZINE this year.
When we stop to consider that the summer of 1927 is a thing of the past and take account of stock, it seems as though we did not have much luck in meeting up with classmates who might have visited this section of the country. Perhaps you did not come to New England during July and August, and if you did not you missed a lot of rainy weather.
Throughout the summer, or at least whenever it was possible to hold schedule golfing tournaments in and around Boston, one was sure to read of Henry Marcy or Walt Meader being the runner-up or in the money at many of the matches. I do not believe that they have played together in any of the tournaments, and I venture to guess that they would be a hard team to beat.
Speaking of golfers, A 1 Priddy developed a winning streak this summer, and started to collect a few silver trinkets. His prowess, although receiving but little publicity, was nevertheless recognized on Cape Cod, where he was runner-up in one of the championship matches of the Bass River Golf Club.
There may have been other epoch-making golfing contests in which members of the class were principals, but if so your correspondent failed to note them, but would be pleased to give due recognition to any such feats upon being advised by some responsible person.
Speed Gale is rather an elusive sort of individual, but on two different occasions this summer, Speed was seen standing on Garden St., Cambridge. No one seems to know whether he was taking a course at summer school or waiting for something.
A careful scrutiny of the register of the Dartmouth Club in New York revealed the fact that Thornt Pray and Pete Winship had registered at the Club. They were apparently guests in good standing, for the clerk said that they checked out Okay.
It is reported that Pete has come back to New England for a visit, and we hope to have more to report of his activities in the next issue, as it will be difficult for him to remain away from Soldiers Field.
The occasion of the Secretary's visit to New York was a hurried business trip, but after considerable maneuvering, which included a third degree by three well-armed policemen at the Seaboard National Bank one Saturday afternoon about 2:30 o'clock, he was able to get by the gate and meet Fred Child and George Rose. Both seemed to be well known about the bank.
Charlie Griffith is just as busy as ever, and he never seems to have time to do anything but make connections from one job to another. As is his wont, he conducted a music session this summer at Auburndale, and then he and Susan took the train for Sandy Cove, Digby Cos., Nova Scotia. From there he reports a pleasant vacation and also the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Stu Hill vacationized at Kedgemakoogee Lodge, not far from them on the Nova Scotia mainland.
There is before me a pamphlet advertising the business enterprises in Lynn. In a prominent portion of the magazine is a complete description of the J. B. Blood Transportation System and their newly installed bakery. Credit is not given to any particular individual, nor are any names mentioned. It is safe to say however that Norvie Milmore had more than a little to do with this novel and up-todate installation.
It may be difficult for some of us to give a satisfactory explanation of our summer's activities, but I have good evidence that many of the boys have not been idle. Take Les Dunn, for instance, he is on his sabbatical year and is spending it in Europe. The major portion of his time undoubtedly will be divided between England and Germany; where he is continuing his biological studies and research work. Knowing Les as we do, he will not restrict himself to travel in these two countries alone. We ought to get a good account of his travels when he gets back.
Jack Mason sends a card from Gastonia, N. C. In addition to meeting up with some of the Secretary's personal friends who are not members of the class, Jack writes of looking up Stan Llewellyn and any of the boys who might be in the neighborhood of Charlotte, N. C. Jack's principal mission in life is to straighten out the cotton manufacturing situation. This is a man-sized job.
Unable to break away from the shoe business, Red Folan has changed his affiliations, and is now associated with the Abbott Company of Yarmouth, Me. This company makes a specialty of Sportoccasins, a new form of dancing pump, and he says that he will be glad to meet any of the boys at his new address 56 West 11th St., New York city.
Foster, Willis, and Company announced their opening on September 1 with offices at the Atlantic National Bank Building in Boston. This company offers public accounting and management engineering services. Chan Foster is the lead-off man in the company name. I am sure that if any of you business men desire to make certain you are paying all the taxes you should that Chan would be very glad to oblige you by verifying that fact.
Dick Merrill should have excellent reason for remembering the summer of 1927 as the biggest in point of accomplishments in his existence to date. As you were previously advised in an exclusive article in this column, Dick was called to the Second church in Newton. He accepted, and is at present well on his way to a successful pastorate. The church is a delightful institution, and Dick succeeds the Rev. J. Edgar Park, who left to become president of Wheaton College. In June Dick received another call, this time to the board of trustees of Wellesley College. He is in for six years on this venture at least, and I do not see but what Elizabeth Clarkson Merrill, who arrived on May 30, will have to file her application for Wellesley, inasmuch as her daddy is one of those directing the destinies of that college. In spite of, or perhaps because of, all of these happenings, Dick spent the summer in England and France, preaching a few times in the country that gave us so many excellent statesmen and ministers of the gospel.
Bud and Tex Doe are perhaps the busiest couple in Harvard or anywhere for miles about. While driving from Ayer to Harvard one Sunday this summer, heavy traffic was observed ahead, and by the time it came my turn to pass the point of interest, there stood Bud selling yellow bantam corn as fast as his hired men could bring it from the field. A pleasant afternoon was spent with the Does, and some more are in anticipation this fall. Every indication points to a bumper crop of winter apples and "spuds," so Bud says. Also, if I do not mention Bud's new daughter who arrived in June, I would not dare to show up at Harvard.
Business has been given as the reason for many things, but by Walt Meader as the reason for his trip West. Like the good Samaritan that he is, Walt took occasion to play golf with John Loomis and Zeke Carpenter in Omaha, and then hopped over to Denver to have a few rounds with Larry Bromfield. We have not heard very much from Larry recently, but Walt says that his interest in Dartmouth and class affairs is just as keen as ever.
Robert L. Fitts, head of the law firm of Fitts and Miller, Brattleboro, Vt., gave up general practice in Brattleboro October 1 to go to Boston as general counsel for the Advance Bag and Paper Company.
Otis F. Rockwood has given up his pastorate at Chelsea, Vt., to go into newspaper business at Brandon, Vt.
Your class news will appear regularly inthe Alumni Magazine. Have you renewedyour subscription?
Secretary, Woodland St., Arlington, Mass.
1915
