CLASS OF 1923
Last September youse guys received from me a catechism, and here are some of the results, a little late, it's true, but well worth your attention. The comments of Eddie Lynch are especially noteworthy.
Question 1. Have you married, how, when, andwhy?
Bob Bradish—Yes. Vera G. Sample. 1926. Usual plausible reasons.
Ward Hilton, Frank Donahue, F. H. Reed, John Myers—No.
Art Everit—Still that way. Pete Jones—Still. Jim McCabe—Already committed. Jim Dodge—Still remains an unfathomed mystery to me. Jim Osborne—Married June 2, 1925. Alice Quayle, Smith '23. Phil Jellison—No. Satisfied with present wife. Ed Camp—Married 1925. Katherine Sheldon. Howie Alcorn—Married Bertha E. Pinney, October, 1927. J. L. Miles—No. Why bother? L. F. Callan, Jr.—Married Bertha M. Gibney of Haverhill, Mass., Oct. 12, 1929. Phil Wagner—Married June, 1926, to Gertrude A. Weber of Bogota, N. J. George Yanderbilt—Yeah, December, 1929. Question 2. Any kids, who, and when? Donovan, Everit, Klaren, Reed, Myers, Callan—No. Bradish—One, Jane, 2 years old. Lynch—What do you think of the stock market? Jones—Pete Jones the thoid, 2 years old. McCabe—Not since. Dodge—Still remain an unfathomed mystery to me. Osborne—Jim Jr. and David A. Osborn 11. Jellison—Yes. Barbara Ann, born in May, 1930. Hilton—No more, how are yours? Camp—A girl three and a three-months-old boy. Alcorn—Carolyn will be two in August. Miles—None to speak of. Myers—None. Wagner—Not yet. Question 3. a. What have you been doing for aliving? Bradish—Eye, ear, nose and throat practice at Station Hospital, Schofield Barracks, Honolulu. Donovan—Left printing business September 1, 1929, and took district agency for N. W. Mutual Life. Going pretty good. Lynch—Is your hair still coming out fast? Everit—Still sales manager for Dover Mfg. Cos., Dover, Ohio, making electric appliances. Some traveling—nothing extensive. Jones—Making bigger and better Bostonians—not to mention Footsavers. McCabe—Now assistant in commission department. Dodge—Civil engineering with a public utility 25 miles from New York city. Osborne—Trying to sell coal. One hell of a job. Jellison—Same old job. Ass. S. M. Powd. Milk Div., Bordens. Hilton—Hartford Accident and Indemnity Co., Chicago. Camp—Brokerage with Winthrop-Mitchell and Company. Reed—Chain grocery stores (nation-wide). Miles—Chemistry, golf, bridge. Myers—Still a realtor. Callan—Practicing law. Wagner—In comptroller's office, Western Electric Co., 195 Broadway, New York city. Yanderbilt—Farming. Question 3. b. What have you been doing forpleasure? Bradish—Golf, good hunting, swimming, etc. There is more you should know about— but not in writing. Donovan—Golf, tennis, bridge. Lynch—Do your fraternity alumni help you out around Chicago as the seniors promised they would? Everit—Nothing startling. A trip East now and then—a few tall ones here and there —a lot of rotten golf off and on. McCabe—Working around my palatial estate in Fort Garry the Beautiful. Jellison—Mostly caring for large estate (50 x 100). Hilton—Hanover at Wet-Down. Reed—Sleeping alone. Miles—Are you running a detective agency, a matrimonial bureau, or just having fun? Myers—No pleasure since Black Friday. Yanderbilt—Farming. Lynch—(no reply). Klaren—Honeymooning. Question 6. Can you send me a snapshot or twoof you or someone else in the class? Bradish, Reed, Miles—No. Donovan—None available. Lynch—ls Minnesota ever going to beat Northwestern? Jellison—If coaxed. Hilton—Of course not. Question 7. Whom have you seen lately andwhat was he doing? Donovan—Ran into Walter Johnson ex '23, right bower for Stratton and Co., potent Concord, N. H., flour and feed firm. Lynch—Has the Selective Process embarrassed you in speaking with anxious mothers and fathers of prospective freshmen? Everit-Phil Smith in Cleveland supplies me with five gallon kegs of amusement, and I see him quite often. He's hale, hearty, and hitting the ball in a big way with Osborn Manufacturing Co. Eddie Lynch—Are they still making as many souls as they are saving at camp meetings in Illinois?
Jones—Stan Richmond shearing a sheep. McCabe—Would like to. Can't understand how no Dartmouth man can be found among the millions of thirsty souls who pour into Canada all summer in search of relief. Have a perfectly legal permit with lost of room left on it.
Klaren—My good brother-in-law Ed Flindell is an officer in a large insurance house and is located in New York city, living in Westfield, N. J.
Osborne—Chuck Calder and Halsey Mills. Jellison—Tom Burch, now an advertising manager here in New York. Jack Myers, the Camden realtor.
Hilton—Jack Taylor in Buffalo. Kerch Holt, obstetrician in Hartford. Joe Pollard, Hanover hospital.
Camp—Spike Hamilton with N. B. C. and Jean Goldkette. Reed—Ernest Smith, in Sarasota, Ela. Miles—John Gilliland's still moulding brass.
Callan—Saw Prouty at clambake held by South Eastern Massachusetts Alumni Association. He works for Taunton Lumber Company at Brockton.
Wagner—Had lunch with Clint Wells, trust department, Chemical Bank and Trust Co., in New York city. Question 8. What impresses you nowadaysabout Hanover? Bradish—Same old place with a clean shirt. Donovan—Question omitted for lack of space. Lynch—Are you on any of Hoover's commissions? Everit—Changes startling but for the better. Jones—You ask more questions than young Pete. McCabe—Broadly speaking, I suppose life is pretty much the same as of yore, except in the eyes of yore. Dodge—Getting beyond all comprehension. Jellison—Haven't seen since Hooper-Dooper. Hilton—I feel lost among all the pretty new buildings. Miles—It's so far away. Myers—Its distance from Camden. Wagner—The Tuck School refectory. Sidewalks. Question 9. Whom would you like me to tell toget in touch with you and about what? Lynch—Doesn't it seem like a hundred years ago you were wearing those old corduroy pants? Jones—Mr. Rockefeller. Jellison—Fewer creditors. Camp—Max Hubert. Want him to see the family and have a drink. Myers—Phil Leighton's address (Ed: write Frank Horan). Question 11. Would you spend a buck for oneissue of a 'S3 newspaper? Donovan—At least once. Lynch—Why? Jones—Maybe. McCabe—Sure. Dodge—l doubt it. Jellison—Any time. Hilton—Probably. Miles—Right. Myers—What is it? Addresses, etc? If so, O. K. Callan, Wagner, Vanderbilt—Yes.
A WORD FROM PAUL JACKSON
I can't recall what information I gave you about myself in my last communication. If it was as recent as 1929, then I must have reported that I am now the pastor of the Clarendon St. Baptist church, Boston. For the information of any stray friend who may care to know, I was converted to the Lord Jesus Christ in the midst of a stage career which I had embarked upon after leaving Dartmouth. No one could be more surprised than myself! I had not the remotest interest in things theological; and my outlook upon life was hedonistic to the core. To indicate how complete my conversion was, let me say that when Christ found me I quite lost the absorbing interest that I had had in the theatre. I turned my back on the "profession" and haven't been to a single show since! The theatrical game is a grimy and sordid one at best; take it from me, I know. The work I'm doing now is altogether different, and infinitely more difficult; but I find a genuine joy in preaching the Gospel that I never for a moment found in acting on the stage. Beneath the sophisticated surface of our "modern" age is an emptiness which nothing can satisfyingly fill but the Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God and Saviour of sinners!
ST. PAUL, SPECIAL AGENT
Dear Truman:
My latest change in address almost makes me a neighbor of yours, as I'm now located in Milwaukee, where the atmosphere reeks of much stale beer, some Chicago gun smoke, and the hangover of LaFollette's recent ballyhooing. My new work, however, does not keep me in the center of this turmoil constantly, for during the week I am traveling throughout the southern half of Wisconsin. I am still with the St. Paul Fire and Marine Insurance Company—now as a special agent, endeavoring to keep the name of "the only insurance company that's mentioned in the Bible" before the minds of the public when it thinks of protection against fire, windstorm, burglary, liability, etc.
Some day I may drop into your "bootery" and sell you a policy. Then you'll know more about it—or maybe less.
As a matter of fact, I've been on this job only since September 1 of this year, and for the two years prior to that was located in St. Paul working in the home office of the company. I spent a short time in Virginia in 1928 doing work similar to that I'm now engaged in, but returned to St. Paul due to a protracted illness of my wife.
Ted Gaver of '23 I used to see frequently. Ted is the big noise in a wholesale auto top factory in Minneapolis, and is helping Herbert Hoover in bringing business back to normal, for he's surely going great.
Ches Sweney, the singing cowboy from the Delt house (I have a picture of Ches in his favorite pose taken at the Senior Barbecue!), has taken unto himself a bride, but didn't tell anyone about it until it was all over. Ches is to be congratulated—a little slow for an old-timer, but he did a good job.
I saw Burt Ford a couple of times this summer—once in Sioux City, where Burt unintentionally got us mixed up in a bootleggers' raid (oh, Sioux City is just terrible), and once in Minneapolis, under calmer circumstances.
George McLaughlin, ex '23, dropped a line from London last week, where he is spending about three months with his wife and daughter while engaged in promoting the foreign sales of an insecticide that is guaranteed to remove vermin on anything from cabbage leaves to an itching scalp. If you're troubled—let George do it.
Since being in Milwaukee I have seen Bud Friedmann '23, who is a native son, and has the latch key to many celebrated cellars, including those of Blatz, Pabst, etc. I understand there is a strong alumni group here, but as yet I have not come in direct contact with it. If you ever get up this way, I wish you'd look me up.
Give my regards to any of the boys you see and good luck.
Sincerely yours, PAUL MCKOWN
825 N. Jefferson St.,Milwaukee, Wi».
WORLD TRAVEL
Dear Metz: Next time our class puts on a barbecue I move it be held in Copenhagen. Carlsberg beer is plenty good. Am on my way to Russia now, which looks like an interesting adventure.
Please remember me to the Chicago crowd and others whom you may meet.
JOHN ALLEN
RICE, OUR HARTFORD CORRESPONDENT, VIEWS THE WORLD FROM HIS PADDED CELL
Dear Truman: Although I don't have to dig up information for the ALUMNI MAGAZINE I have my own troubles around here trying to collect dues and get the gang out for the meetings of the Dartmouth Club of Hartford, as I had the job of secretary-treasurer wished on me for the present year.
There are several '23 men in the vicinity. "Howie" Alcorn resides in Suffield, but practices law here, with offices at 750 Main St. His claims to fame have been added to this week by his re-election to the state legislature on the Republican ticket also, in spite of the Democratic landslide.
"Fred" Davis sees that the Traveler makes conservative mortgage loans. He has considerable territory to cover, and at times reports seeing ex-Hanoverians in different parts of the country. His headquarters are here, and he doesn't get away very often as a daughter, Nancy, born in July, claims quite a bit of attention.
"Kerch" Holt, or rather Dr. Holt, is helping increase the population in this vicinity in more ways than one. He is specializing in obstetrics and has a son, Alfred, just over a year old. This with keeping his numerous and sundry pipes located and busy leaves him little spare time.
"Larry" Fogg, the statistical demon of Stevenson, Gregory and Co., when he isn't taking care of one Barbara, aged 6 months, is trying to find out what happened to the "Bull Market" of the fall of 1930. Aren't we all?
"Bill" Blake also married' and settled in Hartford, though he covers most of New England, selling all sorts of things. There may be a business depression, but Bill doesn't seem to be affected. The old line is still there.
"Nick" Andretta helps guide the destinies of Pallotti, Andretta, and Co., private bankers. He has an embryo fullback in the makinf, and the writer hopes with Nick we won't have to wait until his day to see Yale beaten and life made worth while in this vicinity.
"Jigger" Craemer is an engineer with the city engineering department, and like the rest of us settled down with full family responsibilities. Roger Dickinson also—he seems to be the only one with two so far. When these don't keep him busy, he directs advertising for the Phoenix Mutual.
"Larry" Stone and "Dan" Monroe hold up the bachelor end. The former is an engineer and on the side runs a garage, or maybe it's the other way around; the latter is with the Travelers in the underwriting end.
With kindest personal regards. Don't forget June 1933.
CHARLES B. RICE
18 Asylum St.,Hartford, Conn.
Secretary, 328 North Sheridan Road, Highland Park, Ill.
