Class of 1932
On Friday, the 17th of November, the various brokers, insurance men, Macyites, and a smattering of unemployed who live around New York met at the Dartmouth Club for the first dinner of the season. Brud Plumb, who has been seen by few of the class since early '29, and Carl McGowan, now studying the law at Columbia after last year in a Paris (Ill.) office, were conspicuous among the new faces. Those present were: Rushmore, Beck, Bladworth, North, Weinseimer, Bill Davis, White, Boldt, Wentworth, Marsh, Pettengill, Shevlin, J. B. Moore, Wilkin, Braillard, Wile, Fred Gage, Harper, Corbett, Kenworthy, Hirschberg, Elias, and myself. Nothing in the way of formal entertainment was planned for the evening, but James D. Thespian Shevlin read informally from one of the lighter and less familiar works of Mark Twain.
From Howie Sargeant, deep in the study of Anglo-Saxon and early sound change (how many English Honors know what that is?) comes a letter headed Oriel College, Oxford.
". . . I have no idea when last Ipounded out the innermost secrets of myprivate life for your vigilant editorial eye,but I should presume it was in the summer term sometime. I spent the three anda half months of the summer vacation inan idyllic sort of existence; London, Paris,Strasbourg, Munich—then a month inBavaria, followed by a combined bicyclerailroad-steamer-auto junket to Vienna andBudapest, and back through AustriaTyrol and Vor-Arlberg—to Bodensee, andso by bicycle up through the Black Forestto Heidelberg, Coblenz, Cologne, and backto London. I refuse to bore you with traveldetails, and will only modestly say thatI learned to speak a fair amount of German, which I practiced assiduously uponthe most beautiful of village maidens during our cycling days.
"Many a Dartmouth contact was madeduring the summer—in Paris, countlessmen, including Whit Daniels, whom I metat the Pont Neuf the night of 14 July engaged in breaking down the resistance ofa very attractive French demoiselle. [If this be libel, make the most of it, Daniels. Sec'y.] At Versailles, I ran into Win Stone,Wayne Van Leer, Al Leslie, Fran Horn,and in Munich, Tom Wollaeger and hissister came to stop in the same pension withme—a half block from das Braunes Haus and a perpetual Nazi parade. In August, weheld a Dartmouth reunion of our own, theplace was none other than Dieter Schoeller's very attractive summer place atSchliersee, and those present were Dieter,Tom Wollaeger, and myself of '32, andBill Gibbons' 33 and Bill Hartman'34. .. .
"Oxford is at present invaded by twonew Dartmouth men—Mr. John K. Smartand wife, and Archie Delmarsh. I have seena lot of Connie and Jack and think theyare a grand couple. Jack and Archie areboth reading English, so that we are ableto sympathize with each other on the complications of the English department here.
"We await the arrival of the Paris editionof the Sunday Herald anxiously here inOxford; it arrives about eleven A.M. Mondays, and you can usually pick out an excited group of Americans outside the bookstall talking over the football results of theweek-end. I envy your chances of seeing agood football game now and then; thisrugger is a good sport, and I'm playing itagain this year, but a trip down to theStadium or to the Bowl of a week-endwould not be amiss.
"Give my regards to all the '32 men whoare slaving in the great city "
Ben Burch, in a letter from Harvard Business School, writes that Bill Blister was in the University boxing finals last spring and is now rooming with the man he fought .... also that Red Tucker is an assistant national bank examiner for Uncle Sam Charlie Scott is sales manager for the Eastern division of the Maytag Washing Machine Company, married, has a baby girl, and a small fortune saved Also Ben gives me the first direct news of Eddy Toothaker's marriage. Yes, last January, to the former Alice Pate of Denver, and while congratulating him on this, you might add felicitations on the arrival of Patricia May, November 2 Concerning himself, Ben mentions working out with the Crimson Independents, who generally open the basketball season in Hanover.
Howie Frisbie writes to let us know "thatthere are a number of fellows out here atthe University of Michigan interested inthings pertaining to Dartmouth ....nine recent graduates besides myself, BobAckerberg, Tom Lott, and Bob Cowdenof our class; Arno Vogt '30, P. V. Heftier'31, and John Martin '31; Sam Black, JohnRockwell, and George Waters, all of theclass graduating last June. Max Heavenrich was in the Law School last year, butis now studying political science in theGraduate School " Howie mentions being in Chattanooga for too short a time to look up Mike Allison last summer, but he did hear from a friend that Mike is married "and very much settled down,when compared with the fiery youth weknew at Hanover."
From the Alumni Office in Hanover I learn that Hindes is an insurance consultant with the State Mutual in Boston, R. N. Statham is the manager of the Columbus office of Industrial Chemical Sales Company of New York, Jim Brown is teaching in the high school at Lyndon Center, Vt., John Merrill is doing social work at the Elmira Reformatory, David Kraft is with the International Silver Co. in Meriden.
Heard from Freddy White at the class dinner: Phil Burleigh is taking on weight and selling printing, Tom Foss is with Filenes, Bob Mattox with Sears, Roebuck. .... The story is that Tom Dublin, who was working in the New Jersey State Hospital last summer, fell asleep on an operating table and woke up sans appendix. . . . . Dick True is learning the "finishing business" in Saylesville, R. I Freddy himself is helping to put out the "Red Book," not the magazine, but the classified telephone directory published by the Donnelly Company.
Brandy Marsh is engaged to Miss Frances Hermes of New Rochelle.
The following, written on a postcard and addressed "Dear Ex-Cabin-fa-Trailer," recently came into my hands: "Would yoube interested in becoming a member of aD.O.C. of New York? To be sure, we lacksome of the advantages of location that ourfriends in Boston have, but the Catskillsare not so far away but what they mightbe easily reached for week-end trips, andright now as I look out my window I cansee enough snow on them to ski on. Hereat Lake Mohonk we have already had fourdays of skiing this season.
"Although, lacking a car, I have notbeen able to make a real tour of inspection,I know that there are plenty of cabins ingood skiing terrain over there that couldbe had at a reasonable rent.
"Write me if you are interested and letme have your ideas.
"Ski-heil!
"ALBERT C. GEROULD."
Lake Mohonk, N. Y.
This communication was dated November 21. Last year, it seems to me, Al wrote from Munich almost before the leaves were turning in the autumn, announcing that he'd got some fine skiing in already. My conclusion is that anybody wishing snow for skiing or any other purpose might do well to look up Al at practically any season, for he ought to be able to make as helpful a suggestion as anyone else in this matter.
Bill Young, graduated as of 1933, has recently returned from Europe, where he and his wife have been ever since a year ago last August, traveling in Italy, Germany, Austria, and France. They are staying at present at 57 E. 59th St., and although they have the return part of a round trip ticket to the Continent their return probably depends a lot on the prevailing rate of exchange come next spring. It was news to him, as it will be to many others, that his old roommate, Lindsay Beaton, has dropped the advertising pen for the surgeon's scalpel and is now embarking on the study of medicine in Chicago. This I learned from his charming little sister.
Bill Morton is playing his usual rugged game of hockey with the St. Nicks team in New York, and Bo Wentworth may also be seen in the local ice palaces at left defense for an amateur team the name of which I have forgotten.
Along with the greetings of the season, your Secretary would like to express again with special emphasis the wish for farther and wider correspondence between this department and the class at large.
Secretary, 2 Beekman Place, New York
