Class of 1917
From indirect channels we hear that a large and successful class gathering was held at the University Club on Friday night before the Harvard game. The boys gathered in a large room in conjunction with the classes of 1911, 1913, 1914, 1915, and 1927, which resulted in a wild and enthusiastic session and proved to be a very smart idea. The following week at New Haven sixteen Seventeeners gathered at Bob Scott's after the game, bringing their wives and friends, which swelled the number to forty-two in all. Among those present were Pay Barber, George Currier, Arch Earle, Bunny Holden, Roy Halloran, Spike Maclntyre, Johnnie Martinez, Dick Marschat, Ev Robie, Jack Saladine, Sunny Sanborn, Len Shea, Butch Sherman, Gordan Tracy, Heinie Wright, and Bob Scott. This Yale party at the Scotts' has become one of the big highlights of the fall season, but Bob is still yelling for more, and says that he hopes to double the number next year. To quote two little items from his letter:
"Someone left a wool plaid inner coatlining at our house. If she will communicate with me, I will mail it to her."
"Anita wishes to thank the anonymousperson who later sent her a lovely bunchof chrysanthemums inscribed—Dartmouth,win or lose, we're for Scott.' "
Before these notes are published two more class gatherings will have become past history—the Old Guard dinner on November 15 at the New York Dartmouth Club and the class luncheon at the Princeton Inn on the 24th. More about them next month.
We received a fine letter from Sam White a few days ago, which will be published in full in a later issue. Sam is still going strong in Fairbanks, and seems more enthusiastic than ever about the future of aviation in Alaska.
Judging from his recent letter Dewey Duhamel has been covering a little ground this year and checking up on some of the boys here and there:
"Met Len Shea this summer and he isstill uncaptured—not even a heart flutter,fie was living out at Great Neck, andchased the white agate over the pasturesout there. He is still shoeing the world andfor the winter is hibernating at the BeauxArts Apartments, New York City.
"Saw Swede Burnham in August. Caughthim following the horses at both Rockingham and Narragansett. Swede has hiseye on a farm at Biddeford, Me., where heplans to retire if the horses keep winning.
"Heard from one of Thomas LuciusCotton's girl friends what a swell jobhe was doing for the TERA at Rochester,N. Y. Ask Tom about the present encasedin glass that he gave a certain good-looking young lady from Binghamton on orabout May 12.
We can boast of at least one bridge champion in our ranks. A clipping received from the Boston Herald enclosing a largesized photograph indicated that Willis Fitch and his team made a clean sweep of the state, New England regional, and city of Boston championships. It was a mighty big and fancy-looking cup in the picture too: in fact, too big for practical purposes, but I suppose you cannot use a cup for "practical purposes" and be a bridge champion as well. Easy to see why we have so few bridge champions.
From the Alumni Office we received the following cryptic memorandum:
"Evelyn and Ralph Britton announcethe arrival of Ralph Royal Britton Jr. onAugust 5, 1934, at Philadelphia, Pa.Weight 7 pounds 1½ ounces on arrival.Weight today 13 pounds 6 ounces. RedBlaik please note potentialities."
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Secretary, Craig House, Beacon, N. Y.
