Class of 1933
DARTMOUTH 1933 IN BOSTON
Men of '33, Let's get together!
The University Club is the place; Saturday night, October 20, is the date.
Seventy-five cents, payable at the door,guarantees you a feed, plenty of beer, achance to meet your classmates again.
The above depends on you and youalone. If you are interested in organizingDartmouth 1933 in Boston (at the presenttime there are about ninety men of ourclass in and around Boston), you will writeto the address given above.
We must have your answer at once, because nothing definite can be done untilat least thirty-five reply, at which timeyou will receive a card with filial details.
Dartmouth 1933 in Boston JOHNNY MONAGAN GEORGE RIDEOUT DON DOHERTY
P. S. Pass the word along. We may havemissed some of the fellows.
The above notice was sent frolicking gayly along the banks of the Charles; down to Norwood; out to Somerville; even as far as Brookline.
The result was a combination beerdrinking and cheese-throwing party. Bill, the fun-loving Dewey, entered into the cheese-throwing angle with great zest and had all the old chums in stitches until he was bundled up in his Teddy Bear suit and sent back to Watertown to mangle rags for another week.
We have begged and pleaded with Don Doherty for a jist of the forty men who were present, but he has not capitulated and we must list them from memory:
Dan Rollins (talking mostly of "My Kid"), Irv Prince, Bill Sherman, Stan Whitman, Jack Huntress (now "debutante's delight"), George Flagg, Walt Douglas, Sam Gass, Norm Payne, Al Allen, Walter Watson, Vin Merrill, John Lamb, Bob Allen, Earl Gordon, George Rideout, Don Doherty, and some twenty others.
Robert B. Allen, (Student, Harvard Sch. of Architecture) 44 Follen St., Cam- bridge, Mass.
Leonard R. Rienzo, (Clerk) Westchester Lighting Co., I N. Broadway, White Plains, N. Y.; 80 Chatterton Ave., White Plains, N. Y. (residence)
Robert H. Watson, (Inspector of Operations) Mechanical Dept., B. & M. R. R., Boston, Mass.; 274 Appleton St., Lowell, Mass. (residence)
Davis W. Russell, 3 C Twin Gable Apts., Riverside Ave., Red Bank, N. J.
Ford Marden, 3 Valley Rd., Hanover, N. H.
John F. Lamb, (Accident Insurance) 84 Court St., Newtonville, Mass.
Richard W. Graves, (Thayer School) 303 Chase House, Hanover, N. H.
George E. Gates, 111 Crittenden Blvd., Rochester, N. Y.
Stuart H. Durkee, General Petroleum Corp., Woodlark Bldg., Portland, Ore.
C. Sprague Hagen-Burger, (Manufacturing) Box 57, Cumberland Mills, Me.; 153 Forest St., Cumberland Mills, Me. (residence)
Keating Coffey, 1050 Eddy St., San Francisco, Calif.
Leland H. Shaw Jr., 234 East 47th St., N. Y. C.
Robert H. Seabolt, (Student) 917 Furnald Hall, Columbia Univ., N. Y. C.
F. Howard Porter, (Banker) Central Hanover Bank & Trust Co., 70 Broadway, N. Y. C.; 333 East 43d St., N. Y. C. (residence)
Fred J. Robinson, (American Airlines) 312 S. Michigan Ave., Chicago, Ill.; 503 W. 61st Place, Chicago, 111. (residence)
Kenneth S. Hurd, 2814 Brighton Place, Utica, N. Y.
John H. Paull Jr., 1451 Glynn Court, Detroit, Mich.
Earle Gordon Jr., 34 Anderson St., Boston, Mass.
John Trickey Jr., 34 Atlantic St., Lynn, Mass.
Robert L. Thornton Jr., (StatistiCian-Rauscher, Pierce & Co.) 205 Magnolia Bldg., Dallas, Texas; 6941 Gaston Ave. (residence)
John S. Schulte, (Real Estate) % D. A. Schulte Inc., 384 Broadway, N. Y. C.; Hotel Lombardy, 111 E. 56th St., N. Y. C. (residence)
George C. Smith, (Banking) 440 West 24th St., N. Y. C.
Leland C. Sanborn, (Secondary School Science Teacher) 171 Main St., Springville, N. Y.
John W. Fitzgerald, (Sand and Gravel) 1004 Pa. Bldg., Phila., Pa.; 6445 Greene St., Apt. C-103, Germantown, Phila., Pa. (residence)
Robert E. McDonald, (Sales Promotion) General Electric Supply Corp., 338 Ann St., Hartford, Conn.; 68 Farmington Ave., Hartford, Conn, (residence)
William Hinkel Jr., (Chemist) 614 N. Sergeant Ave., Joplin, Mo.
William B. Gillies Jr., (Advertising) StackGoble Adv. Agency, 8 So. Michigan Ave., Chicago, Ill., 52-20 Kenwood Ave., Chicago, ill.
William K. Flaccus, (Student on Fellowship) % American Express, Dublin, Ireland.
Wilson H. Madden, 57 Superior Rd., Bellerose, L.I., N. Y.
Fdgar C. Greiner, 6712 3d Ave., Kenosha. Wis.
Ernest S. Davis Jr., 398 Main St., Portland, Conn.
There is the slightest suggestion that occupiers of desks A and B in the J. M. Mathes Co. have decided to make the Class of 1933 advertising conscious.
Staunch as we are in our stand against allowing this column to be subsidized by glib tongued, unctuous space men, the fact that these were the only two letters we received this month will force us to print both.
The first:
W. PAINE KNICKERBOCKER 46 Greenacres AvenueScarsdale, N. Y.
November 1, 1934"Dear John,"I've been a long time prospecting forthe 4 golden nuggets necessary to continuethe old subscription, but finally, havingsuccessfully rounded them up, and mailedthem hastily to Hanover, before HerrTemptation could tackle me, I figure it'sabout time to write.
"Feeling that a certain small but superselect group of the tribe have been noticeably and perhaps duly, neglected, I'll benewsy as hell.
"Klinck, the boy editor, I see often. He'sbusy bleeding pages in Fortune. Constantlyhe makes odious comparisons of this andhis old catalogue of Brownie progeny,but he's advancing in tremendous leapsand bounds and the dust from his heels,often, I find, smarts in my glassy optics.
"Kiger has become the wandering one,reporting occasionally from various spotsof the old Souf. 'A pawn on the OwensIllinois chessboard' claims the modernFalstaff.
"Bud Madden still overflows with thejoie-de-vivre. Air conditioning with vocalrefrains under the careful tutelage of ourWalter P. Jr. keeps the lad busy, but hereis one who has not allowed himself tosettle down to the dull routine of an ordinary existence.
"The Looz, perhaps better recognized,according to the police blotter, as WilliamB. Lewis, reinforces the tottering bankingsystem of the U. S. His tongue continuesto drip vitriol, and, of course, Voltaire incomparison still remains a whimsical bedtime storyteller. A bitter laddie, that one,but in spite of his pessimisim, is progressing admirably in his sleuthing in the creditdepartment of the Manufacturers' Trust.
"Richo Meyer has his hands full training a canine aristocrat, who answers to thename of Hansie Baby. A great Dane is thisfour-footed friend of ours, so how muchtime Dickie's merchandising receives isproblematic.
"The Dartmouth Club was packed forthe Harvard game. Bob Deekson andNiebling were whipping around in the bestNew Jersey manner, while thousands ofothers milled about, jabbering, gesticulating, and pounding defenseless backs inboyish enthusiasm. It was really an excellent gathering where Pandemoniumwas, king and the telegraphic broadcast hischancellor.
"Working on our own Tobacco Road42d St.—gives me a chance to see an awfullot of the old braves. Bill Porter, JohnnieSchneider, and innumerable others seemto. be forced to pass by, and so it's homeyfor us who have worn the green.
"Ted Okie and I work side by side andboth send our best to you. Ted became sobusy one day that one of the more naivecharmers in the office remarked how serious he was becoming that he hadn't said'fuzzy doughnut' once that day. But sincethen he has become more than efficient,and under a bristling Teutonic haircut,is blazing a new wider and longer advertising trail than ever, and I hang on, desperately trying to keep up with him."Sincerely, "KNICK."
The second brings with it something of the romance of the South (New Jersey) Seas, suggestions of rolling chapel bells 'neath gigantic potted palms, tropical moons on 44th Street, a gypsy in Poughkeepsie, Frankincense (we almost said Frankfurter) and myrrh, and type coal and cheap tin trays. "Dear Johnnie:
"You sure have a pretty quick methodof getting a rise out of a fellow. I justopened the last issue of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE. Strange but true—l ate lunch todaywith Leo Bernache to talk over plans foranother class dinner. We've placed a tentative date as Wednesday before the Princeton game. In the meantime we can lay theground work for some well aimed propaganda which was lacking at our first dinner.
"This summer I took the allotted twoweeks' vacation, hoping to satisfy a 10-year-old yen to sail down to Bermuda.Three of us started down to the Islands ina little schooner. The second night outwe ran into a gale that put one of thecrew • into bed, and gave the Swede andmyself so much to do that we gave way todiscretion and put back into DelawareBay. However, it was a real sight to seethe Atlantic pounding around with nothing around us except waves that wereabout twenty feet too large for comfort.We finally ended up sailing down toPamlico Sound and burning our fanniessitting around in the shade with the thermometer up above 100°. All the way downand back I took pictures, hoping to get afew good water shots. Come to find outthe only picture you could recognize wasone taken of the birthplace of VirginiaDare—supposedly the first white womanborn here in the States—apparently nobodycares any more—not even the people wholive on the same island where she wasborn. Nevertheless it is a great picturesend in a quarter for your copy.
"Later in the summer I sailed in theBlock Island race. We crossed the startingline last, but seemed to go like hell allthe way up and down the Sound. Whenthey figured out the elapsed times afterthe race, we finished a bad last. Whichleads me to believe I should give up sailing and take up Badminton.
"Chapman has been out at the World'sFair all summer at the I. B. M.'s exhibition. He's been seeing a lot of Kay Wearyand from what he says, convincing herold buck that he's the white-haired boy ofDartmouth College.
"Bill Knickerbocker is still holding downdesk B at Mathes.
"Bud King I hear is just about engagedto one of Philadelphia's queens.
"Yours, "TED."
Secretary, 64 Cooke St., Waterbury, Conn DONALD E. DOHERTY99 Bay State Road Boston, Mass.
