CLASS of 1925
Heave ho, my hearties, and prepare for a little green-eye. Hard times and the sliding market notwithstanding, we (editorially speaking) have managed to spend a few delightful days in Hanover now and then during the summer season just past, and therefore feel more or less one up on the rest of you poor mortals. Word has drifted across the frontier, however, that Eddie Blake was seen in and about Hanover this spring for a week or so, but left to take up his summer tutorial duties at Rumson School. Eddie was training at that time for the B.A.A. 2-mile relay team entry in the national outdoor meet this summer, but Coach Ryder's subsequent illness canceled their entry. Lennie White and Ken Hill also journeyed back and unofficially represented the class at the 1926 Fifth Reunion, running true to class form and keeping everyone awake and on the qui vive (what we mean!) with torpedoes and giant firecrackers. Said representatives added greatly to the general effect by adorning with their presence the all-day Sunday picnic at Loch Lyme.
Bob McKennan and Mrs. Katherine Laycock McKennan spent the summer in Hanover, and were on the look-out for any of the gang that might stray in that direction.
The effects of the well known and much discussed depression are indeed widespread, having, forsooth, seriously affected all you sons of '25. Why the concentrated conservation of pen, ink, paper, and postage, may we ask, or mayn't we? Not a drop of news has filtered through to the editorial sanctum in many a moon, and by the beard of the prophet it is indeed a task worthy of the old masters to construct a column to do us proud.
And while we are in this belligerent frame of mind: How many of you have subscribed to the ALUMNI MAGAZINE for this coming year? You know of course that this, the October issue, is a complimentary edition to start the year off right, and you can judge from this the value, indeed, the necessity, of keeping in touch with the class doings and all things Hanoverian through this medium. So make a note to obey that impulse and look after the business of your subscription today. If you're as broke as the rest of us two bucks means nothing one way or the other. We're beyond all that. The summer has written "finale"-as
summers will—to more than the usual number of bachelor hold-outs, and in our best manner we list below the happy events in their chronological order, or as near that as we received them:
Heading the list we have ail announcement of the marriage of Miss Priscilla Chapman to Mr. Stephen Webber Ryan on Saturday, April 25 at Winchester, Mass. We've had an idea right along that Steve's been keeping something from us. Incidentally, a bit of their honeymoon was spent in Hanover.
Then on June 12 Morry Morrison and Miss Marcelle Chenevert were married at Emmanuel Church in Boston. Ceremony followed by a reception and luncheon at the Ritz Carlton, and a honeymoon in Bermuda. At home at 198 Jackson St., Lawrence, in which city Morry is running his grandfather's leather factory.
Next came Pete Peterson's wedding at Maiden, Mass., on June 13. Miss Emily Wiggin Stevens of that city was the lucky lady. After a wedding trip to Canada the Petersons took up residence at 17 Francis St., Maiden. Pete is assistant treasurer of the Conveyancers' Title Insurance and Mortgage Cos. of Boston. Mrs. Pete is a graduate of the Katherine Gibbs School.
On Tuesday, June 16, Bill Carter was married to Miss Ruth Peabody, sister of Millard Peabody, who started with the glorious '25-ers and finished with special courses at Columbia. Incidentally, Miss Peabody's sister Marjorie married Bill's young brother Irving, who was the leading of the Dartmouth '29 band. Millard Peabody and A1 Carter were ushers—at the wedding, not at the '29 band. After a honeymoon trip to Atlantic City the Carters returned to their new house at 37 Coolidge Ave., Needham, from whence Bill commutes to Boston and the United Fruit Cos.
We digress here to mention that A1 Carter has been with the American Optical Cos. in Boston for the summer. A1 has one more year at Mass. College of Optometry, and then will practise, specializing in refraction.
Brad Foss was next—June 18, the time, Athens, Ga., the place, and Miss Louise Upson the girl.
Before we had regained our composure after all this along came the news of Bob Borwell's wedding at Oak Park, 111., on June 24. Miss Mary Vette was the party of the second part. Bob is "doing" insurance, and they are living in Oak Park.
Last May we received a note from Chaunce Hawley, explaining that he had a reputation to maintain as a bachelor of long standing and that the recent Pittsburgh Dartmouth Club bulletin carried an account of his recent marriage, which announcement should have read "engagement", to Miss Doris B. Linus of Concord, N. H. However, all's well that ends that way, and we have before us the official announcement of the wedding taking place on July 10, so Chaunce is finally and definitely eliminated from the Bachelor Finals. Chaunce has been in Philly for the past year, but has returned to Pittsburgh temporarily.
Norm Smith was married on September 1 to Miss Wilhelmina Mueller in New York city, and that, with Bridie Bridenbaugh's marriage to Miss Jessica Hill at Wellesley, Mass., about concludes the havoc wrought in class circles. The Bridenbaughs, incidentally, are living in Cambridge, where Carl is teaching at M. I. T.
Barry Lyons writes from Lansing, Mich., that times are hard and rapidly growing more so, which has a direct bearing on the deplorable act that there is as yet no Mrs. Barry. He has built him a house in a suburb, heavily covered with oak trees and a mortgage, and takes in roomers, but none of 'em can cook or wash dishes. Out that way the only other '25-ers are Charlie Stebbins, who is selling real estate (see above note—not an advertisement), and Micky Mickelson, who is now an officer of the Central Trust Cos. of Lansing, the largest trust company, by the way, in that part of the state.
We regret to announce that the Committee for Welcoming Little Strangers has not been what you might call overworked of late. Blame it on the depression or what you will, we think it is a sad state of affairs, and are almost moved (almost, mind you) to do something about it ourselves (again speaking editorially). The arrival of young James Penney on the 18th of June, belongs in the Neatest Trick of the Week Department, since that was his parents' fourth anniversary. Cy tells us that young Marjorie arrived on the same day three years ago. Can any of our readers beat this record? (no stamped envelopes enclosed for reply).
"Von" Lehn was passing out seegars on the 15th of July, young Walter Otte Vom Lehn having decided that that was as good a day as any to put in an appearance.
We forgot to report, 'way back at the beginning of this here colyum, that "Duke" Harten was married last January—to Miss Myrtle Butz of Westfield, N. J.—and is now living in East Orange, where he is prospering in the field of literature, being the proprietor of a book store and an accompanying chain of some fifty circulating libraries.
Cliff Hill will be at the Robert Brookins Institute of Economics, Washington, D. C., again this year.
Line Price is still striving to get everything wrapped in cellophane, and doing a pretty good job of it too, having led the whole Cellophane division of Dupont in sales, for the third consecutive year. He is now assistant sales manager in charge of a large part of the eastern states.
We hear indirectly that the bright lights and night life of Noo York have lured Carl Smith away once more from his parental home down Aroostook way, but we did not hear as to whether or not he has returned to the Bankers Trust Cos.
Word drifts down from Hanover that the football season this year bids fair to be a grand success. Although several good men and true have been lost through graduation, there is some excellent material coming up from the freshman team. Luckily all final examinations were navigated successfully, and no one is on probation. We have the toughest schedule ever, and the Stanford game in Harvard Stadium, Cambridge, on November 28, is the outstanding contest of the season. The Boston alumni have planned some great things for that week-end, and the Stanford game is the one game of the season we can't afford to miss. We are assured of the biggest gathering of '25-ers since our Fifth Reunion, and men have already signed up as far west as the Pacific Coast. Slim Bauman in San Francisco, Lee Jameson in Portland, Oregon, and Fred Dold in Wichita, Kansas, have all sworn to be present, barring fire, flood, or other acts of God, and we earnestly urge that as many of you as can possibly arrange it plan to do likewise. Ye editor begs to report having spent the Labor Day week-end with Larry Leavitt, who departed the following day on a motor trip to Quebec. The return trip will be made via Hanover, and Larry feels he will then be in shape to resume his duties at Tabor Academy, Marion, Mass.
Remember your struggling scribe—and we don't mean in your will, either—with any stray morsels of news garnished from hitherand yawn.
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