Class of 1928
Well, the opening shot of the season isn't going to be such an auspicious shot, as shots go, but we have one, possibly two, matters to mention to you gentlemen. In the first place next June is going to be in 1933 and five years to the day since the honorable class of '28 was discharged. And the custom is, as you know, to forgather round about Hanover green and cavort jovially, maybe disgustingly, but who cares, for a few delightful days. Not exactly a bad idea when you consider itsomething for you to think about and look forward to during the long, hard winter ahead. And be sure to think about it, mull it over, consider all angles carefully, and be ready to make up your minds early and affirmatively, for the committee will want to know what to expect and will be asking you.
As a matter of fact, can you imagine a better way to spend a few days in June than by a trip to Hanover, where the buds have already burst into leaves and the air has taken on that singular fragrance that makes a person breathe so deeply and luxuriantly? And surely by that time that specter of uncertainty, the far-flung and famed economic inconvenience will have lifted, and we do not hesitate to insist that Twenty-Eight's Fifth is both economically and socially justifiable. Agreed? However, there's no need to go into this minutely now, for we'll threaten you with plenty more of this before June. It wouldn't be right, though, not to start the broadcast with this super-item.
This ALUMNI MAGAZINE likewise, deserves a word, not only concerning the new fixtures and fittings, but also about that matter of a subscription. You have probably been told that it is only two dollars, and in the interest of economy it would be a very excellent idea if you gents bought the magazine and got the news rather than for the class to dig down into its somewhat shriveled treasury for postage to send it to you. Right, Jack? Not that we're tight or anything—it's just a good idea, for you fellows are the fillers of the treasury anyway, and as printing costs are lofty, we're saving you money by passing the buck to the MAGAZlNE—providing you pass them two bucks.
Saw Woody Isham and his wife the other night. They were leaving the city for a short trip, so I didn't have a chance to learn much more than that Woody is now with International Business Machines and enjoying himself immensely. Woody, as you probably know, was for some time with Walter V. Davidson Corp., management counselors, systematizers, etc., and before that with Atlantic and Pacific, I believe, doing the same sort of work.
Gerry Cetrulo is an interne at the Newark Memorial Hospital and was an alternate on the Olympic fencing squad.
Clark Blyth is in Los Angeles with the budget department of Fox West Coast Theatres. And fervently does the Secretary hope that he uses extra fine judgment, because back in November, 1929, the same Secretary made the most unfortunate purchase of a certain stock which since that time—it's a painful subject, and perhaps we'd better not mention it further.
Hank Leach is with the U. S. Gypsum Co. at Chicago.
Munny Raymond is in New York city in the insurance business, and was married in September to Joyeuse Elise Sweet of Denver.
Bill Alford is in Chicago with the Guaranty Company of New York.
Monty Wells is teaching at the Brookline High School, Brookline, Mass.
Bill Lary is still with the Texas Co., but has been transferred to Stamford, Conn.
Bill Ballard is teaching at the Osborn Zoological Laboratory, Yale Graduate School.
Bud Osborn recently deserted St. Paul for New York, where for the past several months he has been building up sales for his company, Economics Laboratory, Inc., which sells soap etc. to hotels.
Sam Gilford—you will remember him as "Ginch" Ginsburg—was married recently, and spent his honeymoon in Europe this summer. He is in the paper business in New York.
Although the Union Carbide and Carbon Co. has cut its personnel to the bone, the company can't get along without Johnny Waters and Ted Schwartz, whose desks adjoin, and Bill Whaley, who is with a subsidiary company, the National Carbon Co., here in New York.
Wat Dickerman has returned from the University of Beirut, Syria, and we understand that he will probably stay at his home in Springfield, Ill., this winter, perhaps preparing for the diplomatic service.
Os Skinner, who is sitting across the card table collaborating with me on this affair, has recently gone with Kimbley & Co. as a customers' man.
IF YOU HAVEN'T SUBSCRIBED TO THE MAGAZINE FOR 1932-33, DO SO NOW! SUBSCRIPTION BLANK IS INSERTED INSIDE FRONT COVER.
Secretary, Wm. Iselin & Co. 357 Fourth Ave., New York
