CLASS OF 1928
Well—this time we'll get down to work without a lot of verbal foliage, which ordinarily serves to distend the column and supposedly camouflages the lack of honestto-goodness hot dope. For it so happens that we have some stuff for you gents; so sit back easy-like, and we'll twitch our finger and let go both barrels.
Too bad we couldn't pass out the news of the June espousals before this, but this journal didn't go to press in July, or we hope it didn't, so here's the first peek at the poor fellows:
Dick Brooks married Jeanette Bradley at Springfield on May 10. According to Prof. Mathewson, Curley Sadler and Laura Williams were married on June 23 at Auburn, N. Y. On the 24th Al Goodwin was married to Doris Howard at Piermont, N. H. And by personal observation we can swear that Frin Comins and Johnny Kenerson were properly hitched on or about the 22d of June at Concord, Mass. It seems possible that I wrote down a lot of stuff at the time who was there and what the bride wore and a lot of odds and ends like that, but it must be in my other suit or some place. So a lot of you gentlemen may not get your names in the paper. Anyway, Ev Field was there, he was the best man, and Al Clarke, Don Benjamin, and Bud Weser were there, being ushers, and Bill Mason '27, Brook White '29, Bob Edgar, Rupe Thompson, Johnnie Nixon, Monk Davenport, and Don Solis, the whole doggone Phi Gam outfit come to think of it were also there, being only guys who stood around and waited and ate ice cream. But, changing the subject for a minute, it was darn good to see them all, and I think they'll say the same, which brings to mind that outside of infrequent football games and weddings it's darn seldom that you get to see these old friends of yours, and when you do, you appreciate it and them more and more. Now, getting to the point of this volley, along about next June we'll have been separated from one another and Hanover exactly three years. Can't seem possible, but it is so; and according to all that's considered proper, we're due for a reunion. Now ordinarily, or perhaps I'd better say occasionally, the Third Reunion turns out to be a sad affair all kinds of preliminary enthusiasm and no follow-through, as a result of microscopic pay checks and all that. But realizing what a big kick I got at Johnnie's wedding, seeing a few of the old crowd, talking with them, remembering things, finding out how, they were going, what they were doing, this idea filtered through my thick skull, that maybe it would not be a bad stunt at all to salt away a rock or two now and then so that a year from now there would be cash buried which could be resurrected to finance a day at Hanover at least to make our Third a meeting of the CLASS and not simply a week-end for a handful of loyal souls. Think it over, will you. There's time between the present and June '31 to be sure, but it doesn't do a darn bit of harm to start talking and thinking. Isn't that a fact?
Seems to me we began all this with Johnnie's wedding, and it would probably be tactful to end with more of the same. But outside of its being a darn good wedding, everything seems to be covered that can be covered—what with missing notes and a tricky memory. That much for the new husbands.
Les Mason has been working for an A.M. in history at Columbia this year, and plans to spend next year at the University of Berlin, specializing in modern European history.
Word from Chub Patch's mother says that he is returning presently from a three months' trip to Europe.
Lieut. Bill Scott writes from Wheeler Field, Honolulu, that Ted Ward '27 stopped there overnight on a cruise around the world—you're not secure from this man Ward anywhere. Bill graduated from the preliminary and advanced flying schools of the Air Corps, U. S. A., in October '29 and February 'SO, respectively, and is now on active duty in Honolulu. Bill says in answer to Question 2439, "No need to marry over here."
Curt Wilson, AKE, graduated from Miami University with an A.B. in 1928, and will graduate from the University of Cincinnati Law School in 1931. In his spare time from the torts, etc., Curt is assistant manager of the Cincinnati Building Trades Credit Association Company.
Gordon Adams is entitled order clerk with Vilas and Hickey of Wall St., and lives down yonder in Brooklyn with Nick Carter, who is pushing his way to the top at the Irving Trust. Jack Shoyer is a mortgage broker with the Hamilton Mortgage Company in Philadelphia. Jack was married to Pauline Lobb, September, 1926.
Gordon Meade graduated from the University of Rochester in 1928, taught science at the Friendship High School, Friendship, N. Y., until June, '29, and since then has been studying medicine at the University of Rochester.
Ken Rice was assistant house manager of the Eastman Theater at Rochester, N. Y., and since March, '29, has been in the purchasing department of Powers Cinephone at New York city. In September, 1928, Ken married Aleta Crist.
Frank Hankins went to summer school at M. I. T. after graduation in '28, spent the next two years there studying aero-engineering, and graduated this June with another B.S. in that sfibject. Frank has just passed his physical exam and signed on for 21 months active duty in the U. S. Navy Air Corps Reserve. Training starts next Saturday (I'm writing on July 8) at Squantum, Mass., followed by eight months at Pensacola and a year with the fleet. (And the Secretary gets off the ground by taking up gliding, migosh.) Frank says that kid brother Bob has received a scholarship at Harvard Law which, you'll admit, is a darn good stunt. Eliot Brooks has finished his second year at Harvard, and is working this summer for Green, Bennet, and Lyons, a law firm in Holyoke. He will be placed in charge of their Springfield offices next year after graduation. Carter Woods and Bill Ballard are doing a bit of work now and then for Ph.D.'s, which should be forthcoming next June. Bill Wheland is rapidly completing his work at Harvard with a mighty fine record, and has been elected to a part-time position as an instructor in chemistry there for next year.
Elly Jones has been selling classified ad- vertising for the Chicago Tribune, and says that in spite of all the little bills and big bills being married is the stuff. Elly says that he saw Charley Dickinson wandering about in the downtown "bad lands" of Chicago the other day, and that occasionally he bumps into Dusty Griffin, who is still drawing pictures, Bill Alford, Jack Carson, Harry and Ted Stone, Win Taylor, and that they all radiate prosperity from every pore. I forgot to mention a while back when I was all wound up over the Kenerson-Comins affair that old Don Benjamin is doing himself proud in the business world. As of the Ist of June last Don was made assistant treasurer of the Cheney-Bigelow Wire Works at Springfield, Mass., which is darn fine-going and merits many congratulations.
But right now it's quarter to 12, and this job of mine gets under way at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Good night, gentlemen, and give a thought to that Third, will you?
Secretary, The Waypoyset Mfg. Cos., Pawtueket, R. I
