CLASS OF 1923

WHEN LAST HEARD FROM

J. Walden Bassett was associated with a firm of C. P. A.'s in Roswell, New Mexico.

Chick Bundy worked for the New York Telephone Company and lived at 530 Van Cortlandt Park Ave., Yonkers, N. Y.

Wid Bertch was turning out the copy for Dodge Bros, and Plymouth motor cars. Lives at 570 Cadieux Road, Grosse Pointe, Mich.

Dean Baker was in the office of the Attleboro Refining Co., Attleboro, Mass., playing golf with George McKee and raising two little girls, Patience and Penelope.

Tommy Chambers was learning the citrus fruit business at first hand on a ranch at San Fernando, Calif.

Vic Cannon was still prosperous.

Frank Damon was in the building and loan business at 214 Turley Ave., Council Bluffs, lowa.

Bill Daley was in Milwaukee, at the Milwaukee University School.

Phil Deßerard could be reached in care of Estwing Mfg. Co., Rockford, Ill. Karl Lundberg is also in Rockford.

Haubrich, M.D., was running himself bowlegged serving the stricken during a scarlet fever epidemic in Claremont. (Good old Claremont!)

Phil Stevens was president of the Maine Mfg. Co., a refrigerator concern.

Tex Forbush was knocking 'em silly with his Metropolitan Life palaver.

Mac Fuller ton was in Kobe, Japan, and had not seen a '23 man for over four years. A 1 Hovey was in the research laboratory of the G. E. Company, Schenectady, N. Y.

George Horan was selling fire, tornado, and automobile insurance in the Millers National Insurance Co. of Chicago. Address 115 Randolph Ave., Waterbury, Conn.

Walt Jones was exulting over his marriage to a gal in La Grange, 111., where he has been living since his connection with Western Electric.

E. B. Hopkins had deserted the Floating Hospital for Babies and was a doctor in Ayer, Mass.

Gus Meleney was in Washington with the Ingersoll-Rand Co.

George Musk had moved to Indiana, Pa., and was identified with King Leather Goods Mfg. Co. (Your Secretary cannot resist this opportunity of remarking what an utterly delightful person was the Mrs. Musk whose presence meant much to the success of the Big Fifth.)

Walt Martin was a mortgage banker in Grand Rapids, Mich.

Len Marshall had just jumped from Toledo to Memphis, but wouldn't be surprised if he and Roy and Wink were with the Chinese forces as this is being churned out.

(Can't think of Len and Wink without thinking of Howie Walker, and wishing, as he would wish, that he hadn't left the combination.)

Lyndon U. Pratt was living in Danbury, Conn., and planning to complete an M.A. at Columbia in the near future.

Charlie Rivoire could be reached at Taylor, Blanc, Capron, and Marsh—43 Exchange Place, New York city.

Roy Temple was engrossed in looking after folks' legal difficulties in Marlboro, Mass., working out of an office at 208 Main St.

Dick Udall was teaching and coaching track and swimming at Gardner, Mass.

Jim Williams was with Bancamerica-Blair in Philadelphia and living at White Marsh, Pa.

Mark Whitman operated both the Waumbek Hotel at Jefferson, N. H. (sporty 18-hole golf course) and the Soreno Hotel in St. Petersburg, Fla., both high-grade houses. We are informed (but do not guarantee this statement to be fact) that Dartmouth men may obtain rates other than the regular tariffs.

Phil Wagner could be reached at 514 Wyndham Road, Teaneck, N. J.

MORE SNAPPY SHORTS, ONLY THESE ARE MORE UP TO DATE

Dr. Ira M. (Hooper-Dooper) Dixson, physician, surgeon, and first prize winning bottle thrower of the Big Fifth, is off again. This time it's a zoological expedition in Australia. The U. S. Consul at Sydney will handle your letters to him.

Jim Brown, "the Thornton Philosopher," is vice-president of Moser, Cotins, and Brown, Inc., in Utica, N. Y., and lives at 9 Brookline Drive.

Len Truesdell makes worsteds—Arlington Mills, Lawrence, Mass.

Herb Behan sells life insurance. You can reach him at 11 Asylum St., Hartford, Conn. (An odd address, what? But refer again to that of Wid Bertch for a name to conjure with.)

Red Hoag's an engineer for Water Warehouse, Van Nuys, Calif.

Jim Hurley has quit radiators for humanity. He's a social worker and lives at 250 W. 82d St., New York city. He and Arthur F. (Seabury) O'Brien, the eminent ambulance chaser, are cooking up a scheme to clean up the New York bench. Details in our next issue.

Jack Durkin is working for the A. & P. in Buffalo. Gets his mail at 180 Sanders Rd.

Frank Roby lives at 3072 Myrtle Ave., San Diego, Calif., and sells Indian motorcycles at 702 Market St.

Donald C. Morse is a plant equipment engineer, maintaining his home at 261 Doremus Ave., Glen Rock, N. J., and his desk at 140 West St., New York city.

Reub (Muscle Bound) Winchester has left Chicago for 475 10th Ave., New York city, where he is circulation manager for McGrawHill Publishing Co.

Dud Hawkins is a stock broker at 122 East 42d St., New York city.

Jerry Werner buys coats for Macy and lives at 40 East 10th St., New York city.

Roy Brown was down in Peru for a number of years and now he's in Cuba. A mining engineer, and a damned good one, too.

Walt Holmes is in the advertising business in Boston, at 714 Old South Building. If you're ever in Wellesley Hills give him a bell at 12 Tennyson Road.

Chet Alpaugh is a building manager at 1503 American Bank Building, New Orleans.

Phil Smith manages the factory for the Osborn Mfg. Co., 5401 Hamilton Ave., Cleveland, Ohio.

Chic Scaling still sticks doggedly to real estate down in Dallas. His office is at 2105 Tower Petroleum Bldg.

Frank Merriam works for the McCall Co. —in charge of their direct mail promotional work. The love nest is at 3537 78th St., Jackson Heights, N. Y.

A brewer who made good in another direction, Larry Morand, of 506 Washington Ave., Wilmette, 111., is high-pressure boy for the Morand Cushion Wheel Co.

Charles Marden teaches sociology at dear old Rutgers.

LAST LINES

Again let me remind you (those of you whose facts of life are not in our files) to expect a letter from me one of these days expressing considerable curiosity about your goings-on.

AND FINALLY

I had the pleasure of running through the letters Don Moore received in connection with the Alumni Fund last year. I couldn't help but notice the large number of men who seemed a trifle ashamed of the size of their contributions. No man could be more in error than he who has that attitude! The thing to be sorry about is that 50% of the class did not chip in one solitary buck apiece, instead of nothing. If they had the Fund would have been over two hundred dollars richer and our class would not have been in the cellar, as always. In eight years of Fund participation 1923 has always hugged the lower brackets. Let's get up where we belong this year—keep the amount down if you must, but give something.

Secretary, Sycamore Place, Highland Park, Ill.

23 HOOPER DOOPER