Frank Olmstead's son Ronald is a senior, and so far as we know, will be the second of our class' sons to graduate.
I have been attending the alumni party, held over February 22, whenever I could in the last few years. In many respects it is the best time of the year to visit Hanover. It has been a puzzle to me that so few of the fellows in the class have attended any of these parties. Art Swenson and myself were the only ones present this year. The athletic authorities arrange interesting intercollegiate competition at Hanover for this occasion, and the ski-jumping alone is always worth the trip. On Sunday the Outing Club put on a party at Moose Cabin that was perhaps the high spot. It was obviously one of those occasions when everybody really has a good time. Personally I regret very much that the annual children's carnival was not held on this week-end, as it has been held sometimes in the past, at least. The proficiency of the Hanover children in snow-shoeing and skijumping is startling. At the carnival a year ago I saw a ten-year-old boy jump about thirty feet, using a temporary jump built on the sidehill that runs along the second hole in the golf course. Perhaps there are a fewbut certainly very few—fellows in the class who could outrun on skis the winner of the ski race for younger children And the joyous earnestness with which the children go about their competition would stir anyone into forgetting such unimportant things as business problems and other like annoyances. Your Secretary made his annual venture out into the open on skis, and is inclined to think that the snow and ice at Hanover gets harder to fall on each year. Another year will find me wearing hip-pads plus. Also, anybody that succeeds in inveigling me into tackling again one of the undergraduate squash players is going to be more than clever. Hereafter I insist upon getting an occasional look at the ball and intend to confine myself to picking on Burns. And even Burns has been exceedingly rude this winter about my winning once in a while. I think if he would refrain from bellowing in the course of the proceedings, I might do better.
Which reminds me that I had expected, long before this writing, to receive word from at least one wife in the class, as to her husband's right to challenge the so-called champions, but have come to the conclusion, regretfully, that the pride of the wives of the class is as defunct as that of their husbands. Highly appealing requests for news, ones that should be able to elicit tears from a Petten. gill or a Murchie, have elicited no replies whatsoever, and now that it has been demonstrated that there is no pride left' in the class, insults would be obviously ineffective. I am going to get some of you to write me something, sometime, but hanged if I know how at the moment.
One of the Boston papers, publishing articles on medical research, mentioned Sandy Hooker's work in immunology, and published a picture of Sandy that was strangely realistic. Also highly reminiscent of his usually tense expression when trying to sink one of those six-foot putts. Sandy's reputation as an immunologist is international.
Mrs. Pearl ranks with Roscoe as an enthusiastic mountain climber. They went up into Crawford Notch over February 22, and climbed Mount Crawford. Neglecting to take •crampons along, they had to cover various icy spots by crawling on their hands and knees, but even so, were at the top in about three hours, which is very good going under such circumstances. They were rewarded with a clear view from the top in spite of occasional snow flurries, and enjoyed the trip very much. Incidentally, Roscoe has developed into an ardent devotee of horseback riding, although he considers himself still in ■the novice class.
Ingie Fearing is planning to go with the Lawrence Dye Works of Lawrence, Mass.
Roy Dodge now lives at 1209 Hays St., Boise, Idaho, and his business is tax consultant.
Tom Parker, formerly vice-principal of the Colby School for Girls at New London, N. H., is now at the Goddard School in Barre, Yt. Russell Cowles' residence address is now Box 1047, Santa Fe, New Mexico. Walter Brown has moved from Chicago to East Hampton, Conn.
Harvie E. Schwartz has moved from New Rochelle, and is now living at 720 West 170 th St., New York city. He is in business with Slawson and Hobbs as a mortgage broker, with offices at 162 West 72d St., New York city.
Chet Perry is now at 93 Franklin St., Boston. He is assistant treasurer of the Gluck Mills, and lives at 283 Meadowbrook Road, Weston, Mass.
The class will be deeply sorry to learn that Charlotte and Jack Dowdell recently lost their youngest daughter. They have the sympathy of all of us, of course, and particularly those of us who have suffered a similar loss and who really know how deeply it hurts.
Secretary, Atlantic National Bank Bldg., 100 Milk St., Boston