Class of 1934
It's kind of hard to think of yourself as an old grad. But history repeats itself, and I guess '34 will have to take it on the chin in much the same way as the fellows before us did. Most of the boys in the class who have written in have told how it hurts a bit to think about not going back to the hills next week to join the fall activities of the College. One of my correspondents was even griped at me for writing and reminding him that he was an alumnus.
But the one ray of light that gleams amidst the van is the way the class is living up to predictions. Letters have come piling in with almost alarming rapidity, a sign that although we're out we're not down. A few weeks ago, when I was preparing that class letter, an Ithacan who had been cynically observing my secretarial activities rasped sneeringly, "You're gonna be pretty disappointed in the returns from that thing." "The back of my hand to you, my friend," I answered, "I'll put up two dixie cups that says you're wrong." Well, to get from the general to the specific, here we go.
UP BREEZED EDITOR DANZIG
About the first '34 men I met after Commencement were a few of the boys who were learning how to choose a career over at the Newark conference. Jim Bayles, Goose Goss, and Art Ericksen were listening openmouthed to the words of wisdom issuing from the lips of the country's mighty, when in upon us breezed Editor Danzig, covering the fiasco for the New York American. It was Jerry's second day on the job, but already he had caught the journalistic air, for he received the almost fervent attention of a good-looking, dimpled waitress in one of Newark's choicest fooderies. She was disappointed that he didn't live in Newark.
Henry Brown writes that he is enjoying life in the New Hampshire state reform school at Manchester. (Don't mistake us.) Brownie expects to follow up this line of work, which at present seems to be a combination of Freud and the Burns Agency. "One of my jobs," he explains, "is chasingrunaways, which makes me a detective onthe side. I had one girl get away from meand make a fool of me by hiding in herown house. Right now I'm not on hertrail." We have visions of pipe-smoking Brownie, with Hawkshaw hat, peering through a magnifying glass into the mud.
Happy Jack Hinsman began his postcollegiate life by getting married. I recently visited the scene of domestic bliss in a neat, cozy camp in Vermont. The young lady was until recently Edith Cutler, also of Rutland. Our genial hockey manager has been using the summer to good advantage in one of Rutland's leading law offices, and expects to resume his worries this fall at Yale Law School.
A line from Billy Embry wins the prize. Bill spent the summer in camp in Wisconsin, where the trusting directors placed him in charge of the girls' canoe trips. "Nevera dull moment," he reports. At the present moment Bill is engaged in more prosaic occupations, learning the ins and outs of the General Box Company as assistant to an efficiency engineer, in Winchendon, Mass.
MUCH NEWS FROM GILMORE
Bill Gilmore, in preparation for Harvard Business School, has been seeing America first, and in his rambles he appears to have run into half the class. Writes he:
"Saw Spitler at the Fair in Chicago—he waspausing at one of the peep shows in theStreets of Paris. Saw Deßiemer and hiswife in swimming in Chicago. I understandthat Donaldson and Ward have been taking quite an extensive tour of the countryand ran out of places to go about the firstof the month. Saw Jack Shea while I wasin Placid; he is married and has ajob
Jack O'Brien just called up. He was phoning from the bathroom of a girl's house in New Rochelle, claims he is working as a bookkeeper for the Westchester Lighting Company. Says he ran into Harry Wallace on Brooklyn Bridge looking for a job, but other reports have it that Harry is going to Harvard Business School, together with Rench, Neill, Hartman, Baldwin, and others.
KNOWS GOOD-LOOKING SECRETARY
Bill Scherman goes down every day to Schwabb and Beatty, advertising, in New York, writes copy, plans layouts, and talks literature with a very good-looking secretary. The next time you see "They laughed when I sat down on the piano," or the herculean boasts of Charlie Atlas, make up your mind that Scherman's finger has been in the pie. Will spends most of his spare time pulling down his golf score and wishing he were a band leader.
A joint note from Adams and Chickering—Dartmouth Club of New York—re- ports progress on the road to fame and fortune. Bill is selling advertising space for that booming publication for hairy-chested people, Esquire, and Chick makes known that he is with the cellophane division of DuPont, talking continually (says Adams) "of the day when he will begin drapingthe front row of the Follies in green andyellow transparency." Both sound happy, and include happy flashes from around the world: "Ted Thompson is a pagein the N. B. C. studios .... Jake Hekmais to be married in Greenwich, September8 ... . Eddie Davis is in British Columbia working gold properties and saysthings are looking prosperous . ... AlMarks has been dabbling at Columbia thissummer along with Briggs, Mel Earl, etc.,and will probably go with Howard Clothesthis fall . . .
Probably the most unusual and the most fascinating of all occupations is being looked into by Bill Ramsey and Perk Bass, now members of William Beebe's expedition in Bermuda, and expecting any day to go down a thousand feet in the diving bell.
Ed Moore sends the authentic version of his wedding and the ensuing festivities. He was married in June to Mary Wilson Clokey, of Hinsdale, 111. But, as he says, "Treading down the aisle was a minor incident to the whole affair. We wentthrough a week of parties here in realCarnival form. The boys weakened on oneoccasion and we called George Cogswell tothe rescue—and what a rescue! We askedhim if he could take the place of fourother fellows. He said, 'Sure.' It turned outthat George thought we had said forty instead of four. He did nobly. Everyone criedover his 'Casey at the Bat.' Brabbee was soaffected that he wanted to leave the dinnerright then and go jump in the lake. Edsonrose to the occasion by suggesting morepleasant alternatives." Ed is now selling custom-made shirts, and invites anyone in the class to help him at it. Buzz Edson, by the way, is following in his brother's footsteps and working with the Trans-Lux Theaters in the metropolis. Lefty Brabbee is traveling and selling for the American Radiator Company, and going through the steps which eventually lead (he hopes and we know) to the top. Among other things he sports a shiny new Chewy coupe, but he still has Rex and the horse laugh.
More nuptials to be gleeful about. The April wedding of George Kimball to Madeline Dozois was just recently announced Peanut Davies happily married to Helen Wolfe, and real-estating with D. L. Eliman and Cos.
DAVE IS HAPPY
Dave Beasley tells us he's situated in Ridgewood with Leslie D. Forman & Cos., Insurance, and has started to join the above settle-downers by getting engaged. The young lady's name is Winifred Mittag, and Dave sounds pretty glad about the whole thing.
Stu Campbell, Ray Snow, and Bert Alley, about to return to Tuck, made use of the summer interim by working in Macy's, studying sales force problems, and interviewing department store magnates.
Mac Collins has been dividing his time between the driver's seat of a 40-passenger interstate bus, way out thar in Nebraska, and the tearbag of unsettled class finances. Before long he will drop in on Harvard Business School for a two-year course, "inhopes of finding out how to balance theclass budget in twenty lessons."
CINEMATOGRAPHER BROWN
Stew Brown, after some days of wandering around out on the Coast, landed a job which, as he says, is right up his alley. He's handling a sound film library for Bell and Howell, renting movies to organizations and running the shows for them. He also has opportunity to carry the old camera around with him and grind to his heart's and his pocket's content.
Roily Wilson and Harry Espencheid, feeling the wanderlust in their veins, took a motor spin down to Mexico and covered a lot of ground. The trouble, Harry says, was on the way back, when they had to be hauled out of mud holes by oxen and finally were forced to ship Rol Dol's car 600 miles by freight. Espenscheid is another one of these fellows about to take up business with the Harvards.
Chuck Faulkner has a lot to say about the Graphic Chemical Company, Chicago, but mainly that he is listed as secretary of the corporation and spends the moments between pencil-pushing learning the whys and wherefores of the printing industry. Chuck was gloating over a recent steak dinner, supplied by Ed Fuller as payment on a bet—the bet being on the wording of Fuller's diploma.
Dave Easton, although working in a law office and pointing toward law school, claims that his biggest worry at present is football tickets: how to get them, and especially how to pay for them. Pertinent to this, he mentions that at the Dartmouth Club they've omitted the handshake and substituted the showing of worn-out soles.
Sam Carson reports that "things arewell in hand." By this he evidently means that Aetna Life Insurance is prospering, and that Hartford isn't too tough a city to live in. Sam's been studying in the Aetna Group Training School, and now that he's learned all there is to know about group insurance and high-pressure salesmanship they're graduating him and some smoothies from the other colleges into the fieldwhere, nobody seems to know yet. Don Crowther is also with the Aetna, in the home office in Hartford, the population of which office, he remarks resignedly, is almost exactly that of the College. Bill Daniells chose the Libby-Owens-Ford Glass Company in Toledo, feels it's a great outfit, and even goes so far as to blithely venture that .business is picking up.
GLAZER MAY WORK
ODDITIES: Phil Glazer (this comes indirectly) is starting soon in the May store in St. Louis, and has been wandering around most of the summer How- ard Linton is in Hanover, working in Baker Library Stew Anderson has been traveling in Europe, including Switzerland and the Latin lands Ted Germann is studying at the American University in Paris Bob Offenbach has been George Gitsis' prize waiter for the summer and will soon dash up to Cambridge for an M. A. in history Stan Bloomfield teaching birds and bees at camp between chapters of Dartmouth Med. School.
PRESIDENT HEDGES LOCATES
Dave Hedges located with the Bank of New York and living at the Dartmouth Club Fritz Rinaldo looking for a job in the movies Gordie Haverkampf going back to second year Tuck to give Harriman a post-graduate course in finance Bill Wilson going to Chicago after a summer of playing cowboy in New Mexico A 1 Cotton returning to Thayer after already rising to great heights in his summer job as a steeplejack in Athol. .... I. K. Besse and Ed Brown also rejoining T. S. C. E. after summer hotel work at Hampton Beach
Well, I've got a million more, but I think Sid Hayward will come after me with an axe if I try to fill all the space in the MAGAZINE. Incidentally, your correspondent is with the Boy Scouts of America—field executive in the local council here in New Rochelle. Very absorbing and colorful work. See you next month.
"YET-" John Paul Spiegel '34 remembers his forgotten cue which was "Yet, for us to make this decision, now, is the hardest thing in the world."
Secretary, 193 Brookdale Ave., New Rochelle, N. Y.
