CLASS of 1928
Signs of fall are on us. The first harbinger of the season of overcoats and pigskin drifted in with the mail this morning, the football ticket applications—a welcome invitation to forget the heat that has been for the cool crisp Saturday afternoons ahead. Lying in with the applications and the football imaginings came a letter from Sid Hayward, announcing that this issue of the MAGAZINE goes to everyone. That seems to us like an excellent inspiration, for it will give you a taste of what the MAGAZINE can bring you, whereupon you will undoubtedly want the rest of the swallow, which for the two dollars involved is quite a literary bargain. Getting back to football again, if you are unable to see the team, the MAGAZINE will give you a complete summary of the games, flavored with the Hanoverian viewpoint, which interests us and which doesn't exist in the press reports. And to make it more personally interesting to us, the sports articles will continue to be written by Phil Sherman '2B, who hasn't missed a Hanover news item, however minute, since the fall of 1925.
Then, as you turn over the pages, you finally hit this section, which has turned over several new leaves, made vehement resolutions and promised to be good throughout the year in delivering news items of '2B interest. We won't guarantee the literary excellence of this section, but we will unleash our limiting instincts and keep your curiosity concerning your fellows of '2B down to a controllable fraction. Meanwhile, we'll unlimber ourselves and see what we can give you as a sample of what you may expect.
In the first place—and this is not easy to say—Teddy Foster died on Sunday, August loth. Briefly, since more details are recorded in another section, Ted and his wife returned to their home in Kew Gardens, Long Island, N. Y., after their vacation, and Ted was apparently in the very best of health. He died very suddenly Sunday morning. It would never have entered my mind in June, 1928, that three years hence I would have to record the death of a roommate. Ted, Tommy Ellis, Don Giles, and I lived together on the top floor of the Psi U house our junior year—and strangely enough, Tom, Don, and I were able to be at Ted's funeral. This coincidence gave me a good deal of thought at the time—and much since that Wednesday afternoon—and while it increased the unreality of the circumstances then, it has since increased the realization that we must meet the constant diminishing of our friends and the class by a determined effort to strengthen the ties among those of us who remain. Ted was such a downright fine fellow in every way that it is particularly hard for his roommates and the class that he should be among the first to go. The reunions in the future and the lives of his friends will be the poorer for the loss of his earnestness, his cheerful enthusiasm and his steadfast loyalty.
The usual crop of June weddings, or at least the announcements, have been considerably diminished in this year of depression. At any irate, Darrell Granger was married to Leslie Isabelle Thorpe on Saturday, June 20, at Stamford, Conn.; and the New York Times clipping records that Carl H. Diehl of New Rochelle, Roy F. Martin of Brooklyn, and Lawson Van Riper of Germantown, Penn., were among the ushers.
Another clipping collected sometime during the summer,—it seems I have neglected to note the date—mentions that Dorothea Claire Douglas and our friend Albert Thomas Fusonie were married in Roxbury, Mass.
The first of the class to be married in Europe is Os Skinner, who left Wall St. flat in June and July and went to Paris, where he and Miss Margaret D. Stamm of New York were married June 30. On their honeymoon, they toured France, Belgium, Holland, Germany and Switzerland. It was the fifth summer in Europe for Os, so he must have been an excellent guide.
It seems to me that I must have an announcement of Dan Hatch's wedding somewhere in this palatial apartment, but I have frantically searched through the mountainous pile of unanswered letters four distinct times and can find no trace of that bit of engraving. At any rate, falling back on my memory, which has often proved unreliable, along about June 14 Dan shifted his Ford into high gear and made a non-stop trip to somewhere in Georgia to be married on June 20 to a very fine young lady whose first two names are Mary Alice and whose last name, I hate to admit, has for the moment slipped my mind entirely. However, since Dan will continue to run the Outing Club next year, you will be able to make her acquaintance in Hanover during the coming football week-ends.
And then to approach the matter from a personal standpoint, your friend the Secretary—and here we have to be careful about our statements since our wife is helping us with this issue—was married (happily) on August 1, to Marion Breen in Winchester, Mass. We don't like to boast, but we are forced to admit that our wife is a culinary artist of no mean proportions, and, seriously, we should like to demonstrate this talent to any of the class in this vicinity, but bear in mind that the price of admission includes a substantial number of class news items. Anyway, we will be mighty glad to see you; call me up if you have time, will you?
I understand that Bill Kimball has come to New York after a year of post-graduate work at M. I. T. He is a soil expert with Moran and Proctor, consulting engineers, and part of Bill's work is telling them how to build foundations for the new skyscrapers.
Ralph Emerson Lewis, the young son of Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Lewis, has grown to be quite a lad since the Secretary received the announcement of his arrival on May 9. We are sorry that this news has been delayed in getting to you, but this is the very first opportunity we have had to pass it on.
If you don't mind, we will sketch the rest of these items very briefly, because we want to get as many of them in this issue as possible.
Bunny Sanborn is an accountant with Lybrand, Ross Bros., and Montgomery in Boston. A 1 Clarke continues to be a purveyor of insurance in Berlin, N. H. Johnnie Goodnow is a lawyer at Keene, N. H. Elwood Drake is still in the office of Education, Department of the Interior, Washington, D. C. Hammie Hammesfahr was last located in San Francisco, Calif., but we can't tell you what he is up to out there.
Joe Tidd is teaching in Taunton, Mass. Ellie Jones is an advertising salesman for the Miami Herald, Miami, Fla., and is living at Coral Gables. Frank Folsom is at Merton College, Oxford, England. Frank Connell has returned from California, and is in the department of zoology at Hanover. Ed Abbott is assistant advertising manager for Brown-Blodgett Cos., St. Paul, Minn. Nibs Dowe still seems to be occupied selling insurance for John C. Page and Cos., Boston. Gordon Simons is representative for the Hotel Statler at Boston. Terry Pitts is assistant superintendent for the United Cigar Stores Cos. in New York. We are not sure what the "Sup." abbreviates, but you can take your choice between supervisor and superintendent.
Don Giles analyzes securities for the Bankers Trust Cos. in New York. Tommy Ellis is gathering production statistics for the Worthington Pump Machinery Cos. in their plant in Harrison, N. J. Makie Makepeace is analyzing securities for the Chase National Bank in New York. Curley Prosser is assistant personnel manager for the same institution, and according to reports which we have heard recently is doing a particularly excellent job. Vic Borella has been occupying a similar position with the Terminal Cab Cos. in this city, and at the slightest provocation relates side-splitting experiences with the taxicab fraternity.
Eddie Reece still dispenses Fownes gloves to the adoring lady department store buyers. Once in a while, the Secretary bumps into Bill Rohlffs in the New York Life building, with which company Bill is employed. Bob Heald is an insurance salesman in Denver, Colo. Bill Lary is now in Bridgeport, Conn., as a salesman for the Texas Cos. Phil McKown is a restaurant manager at Pittsburgh. Cliff Dwinnell is with the Second National Bank at Boston. Charlie Dickinson is in the coal business at Charleston, W. Va. Henry Buchtell is an interne in the Good Samaritan Hospital, Portland, Ore. Chris Norman is a statistician for the Business Economic Digest in New York city. Likewise, Wes Patience juggles statistics for the Arnold Print Works of North Adams, Mass.
Since it is approaching the early hours of Thursday morning and since we have run out of breath, will save the rest of these items for the next issue. And that is not what is known as canal water, for this time we actually have the news in storage and guarantee that these items are not the product of our fanciful imagination. There have been times, we'll confess, when we could not have said that. So, for the time being, we'll call a halt, but we do want to urge you to send in your subscription to the MAGAZINE—and we hope you'll do it now—so that we can be assured of a full strength audience for the issues to come. The MAGAZINE, we feel certain, is the most efficient medium for distributing class information—not only on account of the cost element, but also for the frequency and regularity with which it comes to you. For this reason, it would be highly desirable for the class to assume payment of your subscription. For the present, however, this cannot be arranged, and we sincerely hope that you will want to send in a two-dollar bill for your year's subscription to the MAGAZINE. For our part, we will gladly contract to fill the 1928 column with items which will have more than two dollars' worth of interest to you.
The Alumni Magazine is only $2 per year.
Secretary, Wm. Iselin & Cos., 357 Fourth Ave., N. Y.
