CLASS OF 1916
Last month I had no news for these pages. Now—February 3—thanks to a few letters and a day in New York, I am able to give out the following:
Mav Spelke, of Spelke and Zone, attorneys, Stamford, Conn., boasts of Ina Louise, who arrived January 7, and gives us for the first time these vital statistics: married December 16, 1918, at Miami, to Miss Evelyn Loeb, formerly of Austin, Texas. We are more than glad to welcome these two new members into the class.
Ed Kiley, who P. S.'d Max's note, said: "The top two buttons on Max's vest are missing, and he walks about the office with the leg action of a Prussian hussar."
Speaking of vest buttons, my observations in the mirror and elsewhere— have made me realize that several of us should go into training quarters at once in order to be in condition for the heavy work that is coming in June, 1931.
Thursday night in New York (Sally and I are now parking in Bermuda on last summer s delayed vacation), Dr. Wm. Biel (Bill got that way several years ago in his law student days) of Pikesville, Md., and I gassed and gossiped for hours at the Dartmouth Club. In fourteen years I've run into Bill three times. On the first—the night of the "fake" armistice—he told me of his receipt that day of the first cable received in the United States bearing the armistice news. Said cable is now framed and cherished in the Biel homestead. This time he entertained me with stories of his two post-war years in London and Paris, practicing law and sharing his apartment with Joe Beer '14. Joe was not following the legal profession.
The same night I talked with George Dock over the 'phone. The boys at the Phi Psi House who used to call him "Trapper" will be interested in learning that he was leaving the next morning for a bit of duck-hunting. George had seen John Butler and Cap Lawrence.
Friday, Charlie Brundage lunched me at the Dartmouth Club. He is a member of the firm of Scudder, Stevens, and Clark, has a two-hundred-acre farm up country, where he summers and raises sheep and has two Dartmouth and one Smith prospects. Charlie is another I hadn't seen for years. Some time in the near past he had run into Vamp Jones and Doc Pettengill. The other Brundage, Norman, is a lawyer somewhere in New Jersey.
Other New York Balmacaaners could not be reached in the short time I had. However, I did see Pike Larmon for a second in the station as he was running to catch a train.
In Rhode Island, Cap Carey collects the moneys for the local Dartmouth Club and insures everyone in the state. Dr. Shaw and Bill Mackie I see once in a while. The "Dr." speaks for Shorty; Bill is a manufacturer of worsted yarn.
Abe Lincoln and bride, Elizabeth, shot a deer while on their honeymoon. Now they are back in Fall River getting settled.
Stud, of the navy, has just had his second book of flying published, and Leigh Rogers, chief of the Foreign Division of the Aeronautical Branch of Chamber of Commerce, writes frequent articles for the aviation magazines.
I nearly forgot to mention this late reported bit: Joan Biel arrived thirteen months ago.
Secretary, 65 Mathewson Road, Barrington, R. I.
