Class of 1928
From what I gather hereabouts everybody sets out for Princeton tomorrow, and if my frantic prayers aren't answered, reversing tonight's newspaper opinions, I'll certainly keep out of sight of my several Princeton bosses Monday morning. Dear God, please
Had a good class dinner here a week from last night at the Club. From now on they'll be held on the first Thursday of each month so as to make it easier to remember. Ed Heyn is taking charge this year and got out about 35 last week, a right respectable number for the first of the season. Plans were proposed for a bridge tourney on December 7, but it occurred to some calendar shark that the 7th was right close to the day and that something ought to be done about it. So the bridge tourney was hastily placed aside for the time being, and plans of a slightly more alcoholic nature are now in the process of being brewed.
Sometime ago Dr. J. C. Hinds, Barney Norton's uncle, sent me a clipping from the Enterprise and Vermonter which announced that "Spencer Norton was appointed special officer to kill all dogs notlicensed on or before April 1st." Dr. Hinds said he understood that "a large constable'sbadge goes with the job." Barney substantiated this later, and admitted that he hadn't had nerve enough to kill any. He is living in the "home town," Vergennes, Vt., until the depression blows over, which when you consider it, is a very smart idea.
Vic Borella had dinner with Mab and me last night, and kept us busy the whole evening listening to taxicab stories. In spite of the fact that someone's forever getting slugged or framed or bumped off, Vic keeps his very good health and actually enjoys the business. He is certainly able to see life from an angle impossible to anyone not in that fringe of society and at the same time can preserve his amateur standing.
The ranks of the single are being thinned out rapidly—pretty soon the bachelors will be as scarce as Eskimos on Park Avenue. Five more of the brothers have succumbed: Craw Pollock, Joe Goodwillie, Jack Herpel, Tommy Ellis, and Bob Kilgore. Haven't all the details on Craw, but would hazard a guess that the lady was Miss Ethna Norris, to whom Craw was engaged on April 15 this year. In driving away after the wedding, the car Craw and his wife were in came together with another car at a street intersection. The other fellow was going quite fast, trying to beat the lights, and although Craw was able to swing his wheel around so as to hit the other a glancing blow he and a girl in the party were thrown out quite a distance. Craw was knocked unconscious, but suffered only a bunch of lumps and bruises; the girl was hurt more severely and was taken to a hospital. I've heard, though, that she is getting along well and will be released soon. Craw's wife, fortunately, was not hurt.
The New York Evening Post gives a lengthy recital about Joe Goodwillie's wedding on October 20 at Montclair. Reads like this: "A reception at the MontclairGolf Club will follow the wedding thisevening in St. Luke's Episcopal church,Montclair, N. J., of Miss Julia Vogt, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Adolph W. Vogt ofin So. Fullerton Ave., to Mr. Stuart Goodwillie, son of Mrs. Frank Goodwillie, alsoof Montclair." Then it goes on to tell about the bride's dress, the bride's attendants and their dresses, and finally gets down to the best men, among whom were Jim Hodge '29, and Cliff Purse '29. Stew, as you probably know, is with Dupont Cellophane, doing market analysis, and is as nuts about it as Craw.
The Times of October 19 carried these headlines: "Cornelia M. Suydam of Plainfield is wed—Daughter of the H. T. Suydams—Becomes the Bride of John WilliamHerpel 2d." And that gives you the thing in a nutshell, except that it happened in the Crescent Avenue Presbyterian church at Plainfield, N. J., that an uncle of Mrs. Herpel performed the ceremony, that Jack will live in Plainfield after a trip to the West Indies, and that Cornelia attended Smith College. Jack has been kept busy by the N. J. Bell Telephone Co. since September, 1928, and at the moment is assistant manager of the commercial department at New Brunswick.
Bob Kilgore and Tommy Ellis were both married on November 4—Bob to Mildred Wakefield at Columbus, Ohio, and Tom to Ann Ricketts at the Presbyterian church, Maplewood, N. J. Bob is a salesman for the Weirton Steel Co., and Tom is a cost accountant at Rockefeller Center in New York. Had lunch with Tom a couple of weeks before the wedding and he must have a mighty interesting job from what he told me.
Secretary, Wm. Iselin & Co., 357 Fourth Ave. New York
