Class of 1925
About once a year we are truly grateful that it has fallen to our lot to be class scribe. That once will be the week-end of May 13 this year, when we go back to Hanover for the Secretaries Meeting, which will be hereinafter reported in full detail.
At a recent luncheon of the San Francisco alumni, Phil Coykendall strayed from his highway engineering work at Dutch Flat and brightened the gathering with his presence. It is reported that when bigger and better highways are built Phil will have a considerable part in their building.
Buck Friedmann is at present teaching mathematics at Peddie. The old basketball urge got the best of him, and this winter he got into some rather active games, but finally gave up such strenuous exercise, claiming he was getting a little old for much of his rather limited spare time, which he felt should be devoted to his wife and youngster.
Speaking of basketball, we understand Butch Sailer is teaching in the Orange High School, Orange, N. J., and has developed the best high school team in that section of the country. Butch has just recovered from an automobile accident in which he was lightly tossed through the windshield and wrapped gracefully but firmly around a telegraph pole or some such solidity.
It is reported that Chet Bolles was seen recently on a boat returning from Gibraltar, where he was buying glove materials. As you probably know, Chet is the guiding genius of the Fownes Glove Cos., a tough job which requires such exacting labor as frequent trips abroad and constant forgathering at resorts of fashion to glean what's what in gloves.
Had dinner with Nate Bugbee and Larry Leavitt t'other night. Larry is looking like a million, all tanned up from his recent southern cruise with a group of his Tabor Academy boys, while the rest of us poor mortals grovel in the world of grim reality and cold, backward spring. Nate is busily engaged at present helping liquidate the affairs of the Harris Forbes Corporation.
F'rank Leach is now located in Woodstock, Vt., where he is underwriting insurance policies for the population of that town.
Fred Webster is exemplifying the old maxim of discretion being the better part of something or other in his role of sales promotion manager for the Consolidated Safety Pin Cos., 200 Fifth Avenue, N.Y.C. Fred commutes daily from Verona, N. J., 9 Beechwood Rd., to be precise.
Bill Barker is with the Western Electric Cos. in their New York City office on Broadway, and he, too, commutes from New Jersey—Summit.
Paul Pearson is teaching now in the Roxbury Memorial High School for Boys, in Boston. His home is at 128 Manthorne Rd., West Roxbury, Mass.
Jay Elder is a good man to know in these trying times, having connected himself, wisely and very well, with the Bureau of Internal Revenue, Treasury Department, in Washington. The revenooer's home life is enacted at 3744 Oliver St., Chevy Chase, Md.
Headmaster Llewellyn White and Ken Hill stole the show at a recent fish and game dinner at the Boston University Club. Not only did they sing, but they recited wit' gestures some rare and unusual chanties of the sea and one thing and another. Music, of course, was incidentalvery.
Secretary, 67 Milk St., Boston
