CLASS OF 1928
Well—seems like it's getting near the 10th of the month, which means that your friend the Secretary must resort to pulling his hair out by the roots in order to find reading matter for you gentlemen—confidentially, that's where he gets a lot of this stuff. However, by throwing in a lot of adjectives and doublespacing this we'll make it cover as much ground as possible. All right?
To begin with, word comes from Jud Whitehead that he is, and has been since graduation, selling this and that for the Whitehead Metal Products Company, Inc.he didn't explain the similarity of names, but it looks good anyway—in the cities pf Boston, Buffalo, and New York—chronologically from left to right. And since December 15 last our old friend Jud has been an engaged man—the lady: Miss Helen Hall Parry of Toronto, Ont.
And then there comes George Bell from the vast spaces of Shanghai, China, with the information that they are still potting bandits and selling gasoline (Socony) in that country as well as in this one. George says that up to the present time he has seen no one of the '28 clan in those parts—and, if called upon to state our opinion, we might mention that he is not likely to—in the same breath he announces that he can still remember enough of the English language to struggle through a letter from this side now and then. Regarding food, chop suey is nonexistent in China—another image shattered. Nevertheless, one manages to worry along somehow or other, since current quotations indicate six bits the bottle for Gordon's Dry, $2.00 for champagne, $1.25 for Johnny Walker Black Label, John Haig and Co., Ltd., Dimple, etc.
Ed Heyn occupied the chair of assistant credit manager of the B. V. D. Co. at New York—you've heard of them, I hope. We wonder if Ed has become that enthused that "next to myself I like B. V. Ds. best."
Johnny Redington of Keene, N. H., and Delta Kappa Epsilon, worked with Filene's in Boston until last February, a term of about three years and—but, wait a minute, I might forget this: on December 24 in the afternoon, when the Secretary finally realized that Christmas was on the way here, he staggered through Filene's men's shop with a couple of ties grasped firmly in each hand. While he was gasping for breath who should come up but Bob Grey. Time was hanging heavily on Bob's hands because he merely happened to be working there, so we had a lengthy conversation. Bob's next step upward is that of assistant buyer, which is turn is followed by that of buyer, a position which enables one to eat three meals a day, in rapid succession, if one sees fit, besides furnishing the wherewithal for other odd trinkets. Joe Murphy was pointed out through a forest of arms grabbing shirts. Joe was at the bottom, but managed to extricate himself sufficiently to tell me that Bob was on the way up by dint of a lot of hard work and the fact that he and the Filene boys are like triplets, they are that intimate. Joe himself was occupied there only during the Christmas orgy of presenthunting, and at the turn of the new year intended to work westward to more fertile fields. But, prodding our memory, it seems highly probable that we started out by saying things about "Skinner" Redington; therefore, we might at least close by more of the same. After leaving Filene's "Skinner" joined up with the Mechanical Rubber Company of Cleveland, in which city he is now located.
And that genial gentleman, W. G. Carr of New York city and Ridgewood, has forsaken both places and migrated out to the wild and woolly section of the U. S. A. It so happens that he is accompanied in his travels by Mrs. Carr, who, until June 15, 1929, was Miss Natalie Stout. In a letter from Idaho Falls, Idaho, Wally explains that the bond business isn't what it ijsed to be as a purveyor of groceries; consequently, Kissel Kinnicut is minus a perfectly good salesman and the Educational Thrift Service, Inc., has acquired a perfectly good assistant manager for the Pacific Coast territory.
Bob Winchester has worked for General .Railway Signal at Rochester, N. Y., and the New York Central at Albany. For the last six months or so Bob has been in the despatching department of Curtis Robinson Company at Anglum, Mo. (I'm a little hazy on the name of the town, but I'll have to admit in self defense that the writing is, shall we say, indistinct.)
Bill Morton finished Tuck School last year, and since that time has been with the Bankers Company of New York—investment banking.
Secretary, The Waypoyset Mfg. Co., Pawtucket, R. I.
