CLASS OF 1925
We are discovering, for the umpteenth time, that spring in the city is not the season to bring out the best in any struggling scribe, so we offer the following stray gems of information in a spirit of apology.
We have it on good authority that Bill Barker, who is located in the commercial department of the Western Electric Co. at 195 Broadway, New York city, is one of the finest golfers in the organization. Bill is still single, and his chief interest in life, so he says, is knocking the little pill about whenever the opportunity presents itself.
Had a card the other day from Line Davis, who is en route over the road to San Antonio. The weatherman favored Line all the way, and the trip was most enjoyable. (And that information, also, did us no good.)
Arthur Dewing has been awarded the William Jewett Tucker Fellowship, which is based on the annual fund raised through the medium of the Dartmouth College Alumni Fund on the Tucker foundation. It is awarded "to the man of outstanding excellence with the expectation that he will hold himself ready to serve as a teacher on the Dartmouth faculty if his services should be desired." Art was formerly on the staff of the Boston Herald.
Bill Chism is with the Bell Telephone Co. of Pa., located in Chester, and collects the morning milk, newspapers, and bills from the mailbox in front of Apt. 502, 4516 Chestnut St., Philadelphia.
From the office of the Current HistoryMagazine, Times Square, New York city, we have received an epistle from Ernest ("Brownie") Brown, running more or less along these lines:
"In this man's town it seems to be hard to keep clear of '25ers; I rim into them on every street corner—and not all of them are selling apples." After Brownie's three years in the history department at Hanover, he migrated to Columbia, and will sing his swan song there some time this summer when his dissertation is published and he receives his Ph.D. Incidentally, while he admits the aforementioned dissertation is so dull that probably no one will ever read it, it is a biography of one Hawley for whom Hawley Street, Boston, was named. Not that that makes any difference. In the midst of graduate work along came the opportunity to become one of the staff of the Current HistoryMagazine—"literary editor" in fact—and that, along with an occasional outburst in the book review section of the Sunday Times, keeps this particular literary light pretty fairly chained to the well-known and much abused editorial chair.
Rodgers Wyckoff paid us a visit the other day. He is the New England representative of the Chemical Bank and Trust Company, and is bent on securing new business in and about these parts.
Our Chicago scout reporter makes the following contribution to the column:
March 15, 1931
"I believe that you and your readers should know that the class of 1925 was the subject of a few kind remarks and not a few remarks to the contrary at a recent meeting of the Chicago Alumni Association. The report of the committee appointed to nominate officers for the Association had just been read. The committee had nominated six men, and four of the six were of 1925.
"Needless to say, the committee was composed of men of judicious inclination. Objections were immediately made. Several of the 1925 nominees stated that their income tax problems did not permit of office holding and requested that their names be withdrawn. Charges were made from the floor that the class was of little value, and, in any event, was not deserving of all the offices of the Association.
"Campaign orations on behalf of a revised ticket were made a few weeks later. Tiger Lyon, speaking on behalf of Neil Williams, urged the voters to elect that member of the Association who had attended more night club openings (and closings) than any other. This challenge was unanswerable, and, under the sobriquet of "Night Club Neil Williams," the lad rode to the vice-presidency of the order.
"Brother Conrad, who has served the organization in the capacity of treasurer during the past year, and to whom much of the credit for the present deficit has been attributed, was promoted to the board of directors, otherwise called the executive committee.
"To the Blackstone Hotel for the annual alumni dinner on March 10 came Ed McNamee, Bob Sweetser, Gordon Linke, Tom Carpenter, Barney Barnfather, Executive Conrad, Banker Dodd, Lawyer Montgomery, Vice-President Williams, Attorney Lyon, and other classmates.
"Barney is teaching at that well known local prep school, Lake Forest Academy.
"Tom seeks an equitable division of time between the two young Carpenters and the studies of their parent at the University of Chicago.
"Tiger has been tripping to the local criminal courts in a desire to keep a gentleman who passes bad checks out of jail. There are two continuances to his credit.
"Joe Murphy has been developing his squash racquets game of late on his brother's membership at the Chicago Athletic Association.
"Assuming the permission of the secretariat which now controls the destinies of 1925, the Chicago membership plans a festival for the near future at that tavern on North Clark St., which, by virtue of its hospitality upon the occasion of our last frolic, has all but been appointed class headquarters. It is, of course, in the bad lands,— in that zone which marks the steady encroachment of the Capone forces and the constant retreat of what is left of the Moran mob. But the brave men of 1925 will gather there, probably on the 10th of April.
"A properly edited report of the proceedings on this occasion will be forwarded to you in due course."
One of our stellar contributions to the track team—Eddie Blake— who, by the by, is still going strong, has given us his recipe for keeping fit. Eddie's home is in Rumson, N. J., and he keeps in trim by beagling every week-end, giving this ancient pastime a new turn by running along with his dogs. This training might be worked out to advantage all round by conscientious and aspiring commuters.
Frank Brick is now practicing law in the offices of Colonel William J. Donovan—the Colonel Donovan—in New York city.
And since the news seems to have taken a legal turn, it might be well to mention that Bob Smith is practicing law at Greensburg, Pa.,—in the Bank and Trust Building there.
Buck Friedmann is instilling knowledge in the minds and hearts of the younger generation attending Peddie at Hightstown, N. J.
Harry Crawford is making a name for himself (we were about to say "carving his way" but thought better of it) at the Children's Hospital here.
And to show that no field of industry is immune from the insidious influence of the class of '25, we point with pride to the efforts of "Perk" Perkins, now an industrial engineer with Pettengill, Inc., fan mail to be addressed to Kenmore Apartments B-6, 54th and City Line, Bala-Cynwyd, Pa.
Bob Saunders, along with a number of others, has taken this radio business seriously, and has established himself as a dealer in his home town of Clinton, Mass.
And since this seems to be all the grist that has found its way to our mill since last going to press, Ye Secretary would again petition assistance, aid, succor, or just plain help, in the form of news items to swell the contribution of the column.
We thank you.
Secretary, 67 Milk St., Boston
