CLASS OF 1930
To date, some 210 replies have come in in response to the well-intended but extremely illiterate letter which your harassed scribe sent out during the post-examination letdown. That isn't such a very good percentage of the 450 to whom the letters were addressed, but the reply cards are still dribbling in, and I have an idea that some of the boys are just holding out until they find out what they are going to be doing.
Of the 210 that wrote in, some 79 (38%) will be back in academic walls in September. The next largest classification, those who do not know yet what they will do, numbers 48. Forty-two will be engaged in sundry varieties of business, mostly legitimate. There are twenty-one very colorful unclassifieds, eleven bankers, and eight teachers. Perhaps this distribution will prove to be fairly typical of the final total line-up of '30 men taking their places in the world's work, unless that large number of unheard-froms should all turn out to be plumbers, rum-runners, and old-clothes men.
Our class roster will number some 630 when we finally get in touch with our tribal brethren who did not take the whole fouryear work-out. This number includes our married men, whom we still carry on our books as technically alive.
To be specific, now that we get into this nuptial blurb, there are Freddy Page, Nels Rockefeller, and Fred Chase who have done it. We personally witnessed the ceremonial attachment of the Man-Mountain Chase, who was married to Miss Virginia Gerould, daughter of Professor and Mrs. Gerould, of this same particular quiet green metropolis. Rocky, as the papers so copiously told us, was married to Miss Mary Todhunter Clark, of Bala-Cynwyd, Pa. They forthwith retired to Northeast Harbor, Me., in the rugged wilds where, stalking in the woods, bad men steal about with cameras, and lenses lurk in the larkspur. We can picture the enterprising camera man imploring: "Now as one photographer to another, for God's sake hold it!" Nelson at uxor will soon pack up their cameras and set out around the world.
We haven't so much data on the Page take-off, although there is no very good excuse for not having it, since it happened before Commencement. Will report later on time, place, attendants, bride, and other incidentals.
For the future, we must beg some responsible '30 man to send in complete accounts of these frightful afFairs. I suspect that there are several others that have already taken place, and we can't let the boys get by with it like that.
To get to our colorful unclassifieds, Chuck Faye writes that he will be in the South Seas "combing beaches." We suspect that that is a part of a trip around the world which he is threatening to take.
Phil Waterman says that after December, 1930, he will be at the Ridgewood Cemetery (presumably in Pittsburgh), doing or pretending to do (in the quaint phrase of your Secretary's form reply card) "a turn in the grave."
Boyd Wolff is assistant secretary at the Lake Placid Club.
Jack Smith is with the U. S. Navy Medical Corps, at the Navy Hospital, Boston, doing "surgery."
Mac Mclnnes declares that he will be with the Erie Railroad as candy butcher. Hoss Drew will be a rubberneck magnate with the Royal Blue Line Company in New York.
Jack DeVeau (affectionately called Scum) sent in a card with a picture of a large cup resembling a mug, with foam on it. That is something by way of occupation that a lot of people in New Jersey do.
Hal Booma will be back in Hanover coaching ends, so help me God. Speaking of Hanover, Dick Butterfield is already here. In fact, he is practically the other man in town. He is an architectural neophyte with Larson the college-builder. Deane Lent is another incipient architect, with McLaughlin and Burr, Boston.
Al Schumaker writes that he will be in Asheville, N. C., with or at the "G. 0. K.," doing or pretending to do "my daily work" and if you can make any sense out of that you have something on your struggling Secretary.
John Newcomb submits the most unique and picturesque of occupations. John says that he will be in Dorchester, Mass., and that his occupation will be to "earn a living." Of all things . . .!
Savory Avery Raube informs us that he will be with the firm of S. Avery Raube and Son (the Son, folks, don't miss the Son!) selling shoestrings.
In insurance we shall have Art Shurts, Bob Relyea, and Philip Russell (hi, Phil) Peck. Art will be at Cambridge, Mass., Bob at Hartford, Conn., and Phil at Glens Falls, N. Y.
In aviation we shall have Jack Dobson, Sandy McCulloch, and George Sarles. Sandy and George will be with the U. S. Marine Corps at Squantum, Mass., and Jack has signed up with the Wing Aeronautical Corporation of New York, for metallurgical research.
Another researcher will be Bob Keene, after he gets back from his travels around October first. He will be with the Eastman Kodak Company in Rochester.
Ed Frost is doing commercial law with the paternal firm in Nashville, Tenn., down in God's country, folks, where men are men, except when they are drunk, when they are two or three men.
Among our business men, the telephone companies have taken the largest delegation. The New York Telephone Company has signed up Oz Sandberg, Charlie Buhler, Jim Dalglish, Shorty Garratt, Art Hayes, Bill Jessup, Bill Smith, Les Godwin, and Jim Mitchell. The New England Telephone Company has the following embryo executives on its roster: Frank Ryder, Mai Gallagher, Russ Gray, and Pete Lillard. Dick Parker has taken the Illinois Bell in hand.
Some of the boys are going to consecrate their fine young red corpuscles to revivifying the paternal firm. Jack Dean will be with the John R. Dean Hardware Company, Alden, N. Y. Bud French is in Sacramento, Cal., doing soliciting and field work for Simons, Shuttleworth, and French Company, Inc., which firm we suspect of having something to do with fruit, although we wouldn't be quoted. George Fisher is going to help out the Fisher Brothers Company when he gets back from Europe—but his business is not bodies, but chain groceries in Ohio. The Stuhr-Seidl Company of Minneapolis will live and prosper in the hands of Stew Seidl. Heinie Stein has already become a power in the Lawrence M. Stein Company, Chicago.
Kirk Jackson will join the Certified Laboratories, Inc., in Austin, Texas, next month, to do something that he does not know about yet.
Larry Richmond is going to assist the Richmond-Mayer Music Corporation, New York, in rescuing the world, we hope, from the Maine Stein Song.
Freddy Bowes started July first in selling for the Pitney-Bowes Postage Meter Company, New York. Also in New York, Al Fink is with R. H. Macy and Company, and we expect to meet him just any day no.w walking corridors with a carnation in his buttonhole.
Involved in papers and presses, Bob Whittlesey is with the Plimpton Press, Norwood, Mass., Sam Butler has cast his lot with Perkins and Butler, Inc., at Worcester. With or adjacent to Bob in Norwood is George Frederickson, who is doing business with and for the Holliston Mills.
With the Dennison Company in Framingham is Warren Wright (Finfinney) Phinney, in the factory research department. With the Harvard Manufacturing Company of Cambridge is Hank Hillson, assistant sales manager. The Lever Brothers Company has in its service at Cambridge Chick Pooler, who informs us that he is doing "God only knows" what but we hope he doesn't fall in the soap vats or the inkwells either, for that matter.
Elt Palmer is in the research department of Leeds and Northrup Company, Philadelphia, who do we have no idea what. Ted Tobey is a power in the Hartford real estate world, with the F. C. Tobey Land Company.
Mr. William Reeee (W. R.) Moore, of the Moore and Moore Moores of Dallas, is going to start September 1 in bringing the Congoleum-Nairn Company of Kearny, N. J., more and more business. Don't let it floor you, Bill, and remember me to Jacqueline.
Now that we are in the flooring business, there is Milt Shultz with the Armstrong Cork Company in Lancaster, Pa., doing "production work."
In Chicago, so far as we know still alive, Horror Hahn is, or is soon to become, a power in the power business. He will be with the People's Gas, Light, Coke, Peanut, Asparagus, and Barber's Supply Company, and he will do "anything." And that's no lie.
Herm Sander is learning the packing industry with George A. Hormel and Company, Austin, MinnV
When he finally gets around to it, about October 1, Gordon Shattuck is going to make telephones for Automatic Electric Inc., Chicago.
Mike Just writes that he is with the "Peter Hauptmann Tab. C 0.," St. Louis, whose business, for all we know, is tableware, tabulating machines, tabloids, or tabasco sauce.
Burt Sherwood joined the ranks of the New York Edison Company, New York city, late in June, and is living in Ridgefield Park, N. J.
Chuck Perry also got busy late in June, with the Dayton Company of Minneapolis, which organization also makes we don't know what, and Chuck writes that he is going to do "something," which we find a trifle vague—which sentence all in all is all too full of whiches, for which we beg your pardon.
Ewing (alias Cupe) Burns is going to be a big help to the Consolidated Flour Mills Company of Winfield, Kans., in doing something which he doesn't know yet what it is going to be—(and that, in turn, is a sentence not without complex and picturesque charm).
Ed Benoist will be doing "God knows what" for Theodore Gary and Company, Chicago. As a matter of fact, he already is, and has been doing it since July 1.
Finally we get to Fritz Brunner, who tried to mystify us by signing up with the "I. B. M. Corp." at Syracuse.
Now your effete Secretary finds himself on the verge of exhaustion, and begs to reserve the bankers, teachers, and scholars for next time. Perhaps by that time some of our fortyeight uncertainties will know what they are going to do, and perchance there may be a word or two from the Legion of the UnheardFrom.
There are only one or two things that would give the class quill-pusher and stamp-licker more pleasure than to inform a classmate of the addresses of any '30 men whom he wants to find, for amicable or collecting purposes.
DARTMOUTH HARVARD 1923 A forward pass that resulted in the first touchdown against Harvard since 1907.
Secretary, Administration Building, Hanover, N. H.
