Class of 1925
Now that election is over, it would seem there should be more time to devote to class notes, but not this month, mates. Your humble scribe has to leave town tonight, boys. "Whoa! Hold on a minute—not what you think, but it seems that there is something called a deer season down in Maine and it's opening tomorrow, so we are heading back to that little old log cabin at Brandy Pond to keep an appointment with the big buck that got away last year. In the past few years Deak Blodgett, Jock Brace, and Twist Elmquist have seen him, and, assisted by yours truly, have fired enough lead at him to sink a Manhattan river mud scow, but still he lives—and probably laughs. But he's a goner this year (?).
Had a letter from Eddie Blake, down New Jersey way. He reports having spent a pleasant fortnight with Dinny Duffin in Malone, N. Y. Dinny is a member of John Duffin Co., specialists on either a small job or a custom house.
Ted "Dr. Seuss" Geisel is still thinking them up and writing them down, and is now in the process of issuing a new book. Watch for it.
Our field secretary (whoever that might be) reports that Eddie Dooley was the main speaker at a recent Dartmouth Club meeting in Monmouth County (N. J.)
Took in the Harvard game and was reminded strongly of the wild games we used to see back in freshman-sophomore year. It was a heartbreak, with Dartmouth exhibiting some wonderful football and playing circles around Harvard, although not quite winning. This report comes to you through the courtesy of an unprejudiced spectator. We didn't see as many of the gang as usual, probably because there was so much going on between halves. Ed Griffin left the Copley-Plaza to struggle along without him, and escorted one of those all-American gals to this classic encounter—and let us pause here to comment. We also met Lew White, Lou Kimball, Ken Hill, and Fred Smith, and had a grand reunion with good old Jim Campion from Hanover.
Vice-Consul Andy Edson has been transferred to Mukden, China, and finds that center most interesting.
Your reporter spent a week-end not so long ago with Pete Haffenreffer and Bud Petrequin at Pete's home in Bristol, R. I., and a good old-fashioned "bull" session was greatly enjoyed by all.
Martin Huberth is doing some big things in the real estate line with Huberth and Huberth, New York city. Has a fine youngster (we are told) and a beautiful wife (we know).
Pete Kelsey did a good job on the Alumni Fund campaign in his section. Pete worked hard and deserved a lot of credit but more cash.
We are sorry to record the death of Frank Brick's father on October 16. Mr. Brick was principal of Bayonne (N. J.) High School and a leading educator in New Jersey. He was a famous track athlete in his youth, captained Boston College's first football team, and was an honorary member of Dartmouth S.F.E. chapter. Frank is with the law firm of Donovan and Raichle. His boss, Col. Wm. J. Donovan, was nominee for governor of New York state in the recent election, but was defeated.
Terry McGaughan is doing well with the Mutual Life Insurance Co. of New York and lives in Tudor City, N. Y. C.
Pinky Anderson was discovered enjoying himself at the Penn game. M. Anderson is the leading light in the advertising world of Baltimore. Dick Colton was at the same game, looking hale and hearty and remarkably well preserved!
Buck Friedmann is teaching at Peddie School, an institution at Hightstown, N. J. Buck is an ardent football fan and attends most of the Princeton games.
And while we think of it—MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Secretary, 67 Milk St., Boston
