Class of 1924
At the secretaries' meeting last May, Whit Gowrie and your correspondent broke open the new guest, book which is on the desk in the Hanover Inn, turned to the page for 1924 and signed. This was put in to help all scribes keep track of those hibernating in Hanover and to dispense with the hopeless task of trying to check up direct. By all averages the next three months should have caught many more signatures, but only Brad Stafford and Jim Wheaton have poked their noses inside the Inn since then, both of them at Commencement. Even Bob Strong says he hasn't seen a soul from the class this summer. On the other hand, Bob Hayes made it from Providence every week-end for six weeks to help look after his brother-in-law, Ed Powell, manager-elect of football, who defied all medical hope and is slowly recovering from a serious automobile accident.
A two weeks' vacation in Thetford the first of August gave your correspondent an opportunity to play the new Vale of Tempe nine-hole course (which starts off like a miniature Grand Canyon), get in a round or so of tennis with Les Sycamore, the hospital's X-ray specialist, and to be personally conducted through Bob Strong's new residence—a most attractive, rambling farm house on the road opposite the ski jump. Bob, Mrs. Strong, and Elizabeth intend to move in the first of September.
May this column undergo a metamorphosis as a result of the following. The editors of this magazine are very anxious to add photographs to the notes. All and any snapshots, photographs, portraits, oil paintings, etc. will be reproduced free of charge for the sending. Any poses accepted except one of Coffin neighing.
MCGRAW-HILL PUBLISHING COMPANY, INC. 285 MADISON AVENUE, NEW YORK, N. Y.
DEAR SPUD:
Floyd Butt can now be found at 57 Lyncroft Road, New Rochelle. He has been outWest for several years playing around withcement-lined pipe sales and patents.
Also understand that Al Brown is backwith Best Foods, Inc., in New York Cityafter several years in Denver. Bob Hall ismoving out to Westchester any minute totake charge of Servel sales in that county.
Greetings, CHARLEY HOLBROOK.
There is altogether too much news in a letter from Ax Coffin to launch in one column. Part one will include the announcement of the arrival of John Hobbs Coffin on June 20. Ax insists that the class record for the Alumni Fund, if considered good at all, has nothing to do with his work personally. He assigns this to the general committee of George Traver, George Anderson, Charlie French, Stan Lyon, Dave Dyche, Sam Stickney, and Frank Montross. Nineteen twenty-four ended in thirty-third place, compared to forty-first place in 1931. This year 230 men contributed, or 65% of the entire class, compared to 155 in 1931 or 43%. Our contributions were 54% of our quota this year as against 51% last year. The 1932 quota was, it is true, slightly reduced.
From the same voluminous literary contribution comes the news that Rog Harris has settled in Chicago for a year, opening a new territory for the LaMotte Safety Paper. He seems to miss the wild pampas of Texas, but agrees that he will be able to put up with Chicago for a short time. More from Ax next month.
The spring moving fever brought in a crop of new addresses. Dave McMillan of brush and palette fame is now living at 2448 Lincolnwood Drive, Evanston, and working at 154 E. Superior St., Chicago. Tub Tice has hied himself into the mountains of Kentucky, and can be found at 215 Rosemont Ave., Fort Thomas. The brokerage genius, Ralph Roberts, has an office at 76 E. Monroe St., Chicago. Gilly Thornton shifted to 219 Essex Ave., Bloomfield, N. J. Stu Eldredge must have descended on Tudor City, because he is now at 336 E. 42d St. Harlan Miller has fled Buffalo for East Aurora—559 South St. Ray Shane, Idaho born, can now be found at 456 Sixth St., Richmond, Calif.
RUSSELL-MILLER MILLING COMPANY MINNEAPOLIS
DEAR SPUD:
Since last September I have spent aboutfive months chasing around Illinois, Kentucky, and Michigan, trying to keep abunch of salesmen happy and working andto pry loose some business. At home I leada mighty simple life, but am kept busy notonly feeding three kids and frau, but alsokeeping peace in the neighborhood, wherethe five-year-old, twins have a reputationeven worse than their father had in college.
Outside of Lyme Thompson I have seenpractically no '24 men this year. I haven'tseen Lyme since January, as he has beenscouting around Arkansas and as far eastas Washington, D. C., on some sort of amysterious business venture which even Ihaven't fathomed. One of the highlightsof the year was a visit from Duke Keegin,who was here on one of his numerousjaunts in which he takes care of the difficulties of the naive Middle West regarding patents.
From hearsay I gather Bill Jones is doingas well as any of us in these times. DickLeonard is still a bachelor, and evidentlythey continue to let him stay in Bismarck.Heard the other day that Earl Kees isdoing well with Washburn-Crosby in theSouthwest. He has been with them eversince he finished college.
One encouraging thing about the Northwest is that we are expecting a real cropthis year. We have had wonderful rains.You might say to any of the crowd in theSouthwest, I am not weeping any tearsover the fact their crop is not looking sohot. As far as I am concerned, I don't careif they don't harvest a bushel of wheat, because I would like to sell Northwesternflour this fall without being a dollar to adollar and a half over Kansas quotations.
Sincerely,VIM HEECAARD.
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