Class of 1918
Bill Bemis, legal light of Cleveland, 0., ec ares: If you keep on asking for news,some classmate may break his leg or runfor Congress just to accommodate you." Mebbe so—but your Secretary's ambition is to get at least one note on each member of the class in this column, then chuck the job and watch someone else sweat.
Norman G. (Nipper) Knapp is president and manager of the Gray Foundry at Poultney, Vt. They make quarry machinery and that sort of material. Nipper narrates: "My family keeps on the gain, and Inow have two boys and a girl; the oldestone eight and the youngest, one. Since thefifth reunion I have been in the oil businessin Texas, looking up copper mines inSpain, running a foundry, operating a slatemanufacturing plant, and last but not leastthe Comptroller of the Currency has me onthe payroll as conservator of the localbank." .... Albert Kendall is running the Boston office for Keene Silk Fiber Mills; is married and has two youngsters Bill Dutelle is district engineer of county roads, out in Paris, 111. When he wrote, his wife was about to undergo a major operation. Trust things came along nicely, Bill.
Donald Snyder is a lumber dealer in Mariner Harbor (Staten Island), N. Y., and has two husky sons headed for Dartmouth one of these days W. W. Sanborn is in the insurance business in Sioux City, lowa, and still nurses regrets he didn't make the 15th reunion. Start planning now for the 20th! .... Ed Shaw is a lawyer, residing in No. Quincy, Mass Flash from Neil (Fat) Sheldon: "Live in Schenectady, N. Y., the city which lights the world.Undoubtedly third worst hit by old mandepression. Despite the hard road, havewife and two boys, aged 61/2 and 10, wholook like football timber. Their pa is stillin the flour, feed, and fuel business." Ralph Bickford tells us he's in the life insurance business in Rochester. Too modest for a life insurance man, Ralph. Let's have some news from you! .... And here's word from A 1 Rice: "Still live inUpper Montclair, N. J. Still have only threechildren—quota is full. Still broke. Thebond business is punk, but am happy andwell and getting all the pleasure I canafford. See Dave Skinner doing his stuff forthe City Cos. now and then and looking likea million. Lyman Burgess is running aneconomics forum and selling bonds for aliving."
Robert (Ducky) Drake pens us thusly: "Had a young reunion Thanksgiving withDwight Sargent, his wife Margaret, andDave and Elizabeth Anne, his kids, at ourhome in Winchester, Mass. Dwight's sister(Jennette) is Mrs. Drake. Nothing excitinglocally aside from the maid abscondingwith the family funds, falling twenty feetor so from a roof with no ill effects, and extolling the merits of 'high fashion' to NewEngland." .... Rolf Syvertsen, of the medical faculty up at Hanover, dug himself out of a snowdrift long enough to get off this postal: "Ed Booth and I are stillkeeping 1918 on the campus. My big moment will come when the Moosilauke development breaks. I am up to my ears inwork on that." .... Gerry Poole is a petroleum engineer down in Crane, Texas.
Ru Hesse is a Madison Ave. (New York) retailer of prominence, residing at 190 Riverside Drive, with a wife and two children. .... Charles McCarthy holds forth in North Andover, Mass., and pays his income tax from his earnings as a flour salesman. .... And here's word from one of the class's many and well-thought-of lawyers. Francis Christy states: "I am practicinglaw in New York as a partner in the firm ofMilbank, Tweed, Hope, & Webb, and since1928 have been in charge of all the legalwork for Rockefeller Center, popularlyknown as Radio City. After Jan. 15, 1934,my office will be in the RCA Building,Rockefeller Plaza, where I will be glad tosee all visiting firemen and furnish themwith personal escorts through the MusicHall, and the names and telephone numbers of the Roxyettes. Domestic status: wifeand two boys, ages 10 and 7."
Curt Glover, famous soccerite and carbon paper manufacturer, writes from 420 Lexington Ave., N. Y. C.: "Looey Lee, theRye-Rip, is busy de-worming 100 Irish terrier pups, at his famous Westchester Kennels. Hort Chandler is promoting a newchemically treated wood for making speedboats and airplanes. Phil Boynton is recovering from an operation he feared andis gradually learning to play bridge. I havebeen busy acquainting a new son with whatit's all about." That-a-boy, Curt, if you'll just keep the news notes a'coming, we'll get you appointed correspondent de luxe. Or somethin' Down where the warm gulf breezes blow, you'll find W. T. Woleben. His address: Route 1, Gulfport, Miss. His job: superintendent of the Orange Grove School. His welcome card reads: "Everything quiet. No pay, so nothing to worry about. Refereed football tokeep young, and played recreation ball incity league for same reason. Also coachedAmerican Legion junior baseball team lastsummer."
Good old Johnny Cunningham—heard from at last! Postcards Johnny: "TheRocky Mt. class of 1918 is going strong.Chuck Hilliker has everyone driving a newFord, insured by me, and inspected by TomCampbell, professor of metallurgy at Colo.School of Mines. I'm in the insurance business with Dave Main 'O6 at 516 PattersonBuilding, Denver." .... Bob Colwell, real estate and insurance, at 308 Huguenot St., New Rochelle, N. Y., vacationed in the Adirondacks last summer and the George Davises were with them. Bob lost his mother not long ago, sorry to report Ray Hurley drops a line from Chicago to the effect that Dick Aishton now holds an important position in the Continental Illinois National Bank and Trust Cos. out there. Break down and send along some news about yourself, Ray!
Finally managed to get the lowdown on our Coast correspondent, George Stoddard. His address: 61 Beale St., San Francisco. Hard to make out George's so-called handwriting, but this is approximately correct: "As to my own vital statistics, about whichyou have so graciously inquired, well it'sgoing to be a damned poor issue of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE if they get hard enoughup to print this stuff. Am living on 40c perweek in San Mateo, where a son 8 yearsold cleans me out of loose change and loosetalk about Hanover every night. Also havea daughter of z\4 years. She's a block offthe old chip and has learned to drop mycomb and razor into the toilet with nomore splash than an eel in a barrel ofmolasses. Oh yes, I also have a wife, the bestone I've ever had, imported in 1924 fromCanada for a head tax of about 14c apound. Also have a rusty old pair of Buicksof the 27-25 vintage, and a job that hasbeen keeping me off the streets too damnedmuch since John Barleycorn set up hiscorner stands." George then launches into an alleged discussion of his job. As near as we can figure out he is secretary and manager of the Industrial Division of the DeLaval Pacific Company. Separators, milkers, farm equipment, centrifugal oil purifiers, pumps, engines, motors,—mebbe baby carriages and jackstraws for all I knowanyway it's quite a line George has—l mean handles.
H. Warren Wilson, 15 Broad St., N. Y„ has a perfectly new daughter. Another of our Gotham laddies, one Sylvester Morey, is lugging around his 7-year-old fullback to make sure that the boy will be keeping good company. King Rood, Briarcliff Manor, N. Y., or the phone company on Manhattan, has a brain child of a book which is said to be close to the publishing stage And here's a note from Paris —to Ernie Earley from George Hull. Thanks to our French 1, we decipher: "Here's my check for $6.1 closed my dollaraccount the other day but suppose theGuaranty will pay from my francs. As fornews, we poor French have decided wedon't want to pay anything this year or anyother year. Hort Kennedy I see often,though his boy is too big and tough formine and knocks him blank over apple cartwhen they play. Jiggs Donahue works acrossthe street from where I live. George Gerandidn't send me any free seats, so I didn'tsee him play hockey. Met him electionnight. Business is rotten, but I'm building anew house where I'll put you up when youcome across." George's address is 41 Rue de Verneuil, Paris, France Josiah E. Quincy, the well known physician and surgeon, with special attention to ear, nose, and throat—to say nothing of reunion gatherings—is still located at 270 Commonwealth Ave. in Boston.
Our merchant prince, the Gimbeleer, alias Stan Jones, writes from La Guardia's home town: "Earley buys farm on hillsidenear art and. nudist colony at Woodstock,N. Y. Plans retirement shortly. Begs for■visitors. John Martinez, who used to bathein a fountain pen, now looks like FatSheldon. S. Morey was to Chicago for thatfootball pogrom. Reports Dick Aishtonback in a bank, which he shouldn't everought to have left. D. Skinner, the banker,is now raising dogs instead of checks. D.Shea, the market tipster, must have a newgirl who likes him in a derby." Stan's home address, incidentally, is 45 West 11th St., N. Y Hort Chandler's handwriting is pretty nearly as bad as my own. Looks as though he were a consulting engineer for French and Heald Cos. of Milford, N. H., but if we're wrong, we're wrong. Ivan Tefft's comment on the Chicago-Dartmouth game: "Beautiful weather!" Ivan, as noted in a previous issue, is with the Parker Pen Cos. out in Janesville, Wis.
Ed Ferguson postcards that he's still in the real estate business in Roxbury, Mass. And Jack Slabaugh, 71 Mayfield Ave., Akron, 0., is anxious to "rate" that "honest lawyer" title that someone wished on Bill Befriis. Em Morse also starts in to discuss the Chicago game and ends up by simply mentioning a meeting with Swede Youngstrom. Em's address: 7100 So. Shore Drive, Chicago Bill Kurtz is an investment analyst with the Cleveland Trust Cos. in Cleveland, O.
Ellis Hatch is reported as a special representative of the Stanley Electric Tool Cos. of New Britain, Conn. Wm. J. Montgomery seems to be vice-president of Ernest W. Brown, Inc., 1 Park Ave., N. Y. Fred Rau is plant property appraiser for the American Rolling Mill Cos. at Middletown, Ohio. And Alexis Proctor is superintendent of the Public Service Cos., Franklin, N. H. . . . . Hal Doty's permanent address remains Cleveland, but he's been spending most of his time in Dayton, 0., on his Home Owners Loan Corporation work. Dr. Harold O. Ellis is practicing medicine in Chico, Calif., and reports two children, a girl four and a boy one year old.
From New Haven, Conn., comes word that Dr. Peter J. Serafin completed his postgrad course at the graduate school of medicine at Penn. and is now resident surgeon in the Jewish Hospital at Philadelphia, working for the degree of Master of Surgery. Has a boy 12 years old, who already is thinking of the campus at Hanover, writes Mrs. Serafin "Do you knowany Eighteeners who are new-dealinghere?" queries Clarence V. Opper, from Washington, D. C. Opper gives his address as 1300 E St., N. W. and his job as assistant general counsel, Farm Credit Administration.
If it weren't such an old gag, we'd mention something about "profiting by stiff competition"—anyway here's an appreciated note from George M. Davis Jr. of New Rochelle, N. Y. "Never see anything of LouPounds around town," writes the class mortician. "He's one of our large population that just sleeps here after a toughday's business in N. Y., and this is someplace to sleep. I am still trying to be themerry mortician, and swim along with thecrowd, just about keeping the nose abovewater. But the worst headaches come frombeing a public official these days. For yearsmy side line has been education. Trying tokeep the public schools in shape and seethat the good football players head Hanover way, e.g., the Mortons and Hulsart.But to be president of a board of education in this year of grace is something else,with the howling populace yapping forlower taxes and reduced expenses and thepedagogs forecasting the end of civilizationif the others win. We're on the spot, andbelieve you me, hid, it's some fun. But weare managing to satisfy both and still turnout winning football teams."
Joliet, 111., is the postmark on Doc Woodruff's card. George H. says he's still practicing medicine, eye, ear, nose, and throat, out there and recently acquired his private air pilot's license. "Hope to land aplane at Hanover some day," declares Dr. W. "Spent a rainy day in Hanover last fallwith Howard Robinson. Ran into JoeQuincy in Boston at a medical meeting andsaw George Arnold in Providence." If you happen to be in the vicinity of Joliet, remember the doc's address: 1201 Western Ave Another note from Bill Bemis reads: "I am sorry that I missed the fifteenth reunion, but I am going to make ita point of being on hand at the twentieth,in order to see to it that a person withyour fondness for gossip gets what's coming to him."
Cheer up, Bill, we'll probably have another secretary by then! But in the meantime, here's my counter offer: to anyone sending me any nice, real hot "dirt" about Bill Bemis, suitable for publication in this column, of course, I'll gladly present a wee drink of Georgia's famed corn. If that doesn't produce results (the offer, not the corn), I'll give up trying to fill this column with Eighteen gossip.
Gerry Geran has recently opened up a Boston office for the Acme Meter Service Corp. and is installed as its manager. Our private operatives report that prior to this connection Gerry was scouting hockey in Canada, followed by eight months in Paris, "playing hockey and leading the life of Reilly." Gerry did not mention what kind of a life Reilly leads in Paris, but he said he was still a bachelor.
Tom Proctor has left his Maryland farm. A card reads: "I am working as engineerfor the Tennessee Valley Authority on theconstruction of a camp to house men working on the Joe Wheeler Dam on the Tennessee River near Muscle Shoals, Ala. Amtemporarily living in Florence, Ala. SawSteve Mahoney in N. Y. a couple of monthsago; he is working for the J. WalterThompson advertising organization." Tom, of course, is a civil engineer. His permanent address: c/o Sidney Hall, 1319 Park Ave., Baltimore, Md.
In recent issues we've made a plea for you Eighteeners to kick in with class dues; the $3.50 covers both dues and this magazine. Quite a number have done themselves proud, but there hasn't been sufficient response yet to keep the w.k. wolf from the door. Your treasurer's name and address: E. H. Earley, 16 Court St., Brooklyn, N. Y. Won't you please take the hint—mail your check today—before it slips your mind again.
One more paragraph about money—the Alumni Fund. Frank Clahane has been putting out, endeavoring to get the class •fund organized in good style and he'll certainly appreciate it if you'll strain a point and come through at the first solicitation. Good old Eighteen needs to shake one really good year of contributions out of its system. We're overdue! .... If my counting is correct, no less than sixty-five Eighteeners have been mentioned in this issue of this particular column. If you find
"what's what" about the other fellow of any interest, please shoot in some dope about yourself. It's one of the few ways most of us have of keeping in touch with the old gang.
Wait a minute, Mr. Printer! Make that total of Eighteeners sixty-six instead of sixty-five. Dick Cooley just in under the wire. Writing from dear old Boston, Dick declares: "I found your return cardamong some unpaid bills. You are lucky itwasn't thrown out with the rest. Businessis the best in five years, mostly due to repealand the demand for drinking glasses. Understand that Harvey Hood has been extremely busy in Washington on the milk■code, and Eddie Emerson gets his name inthe papers frequently as a director of oneof our better nite clubs."
If you want to see more and better Eighteen notes, drop a line to your Secretary, at 419 Palmer Building, Atlanta.
Secretary, 419 Palmer Bldg., Atlanta, Ga.
