Class of 1925
On Saturday, December 16, we had a '25 outing at the Cabin of the Dartmouth Outing Club of Boston in Groton, Mass. Bill Sleigh engineered the party and got out a most impressive flyer. Weather conditions were extremely bad, but the following attended: Bob Bingham, Nate Bugbee, Jack Harvey, Ken Hill, Charlie Haywood, George Moore, Eddie Pease, Bill Sleigh, Lang Spring, Homer Tilton (with his harmonica), Tippy Tower, Frank Wallis, Larry Welch, Whitey (L. P.). Nate Bugbee did a grand job as commissary—Tilton is a great musician—Bingham is the champion mustard thrower of New Hampshire—and Spring insisted on "I've Been Working on the Railroad" every other song. Sleigh, White, Spring, and Hill stayed over night, and some of the others came back Sunday to listen to a fireside talk by Bucky Chandler, secretary of the Club. Brother Sleigh deserves a lot of praise for the gathering.
It is with pleasure that we announce the marriage of Tiger Lyons and Miss Rachel Boyce on Monday, December 25, at Lansing, Mich.
It is also with pleasure that we feature the following reprint: "Paul Hommeyer,3844 Broadview Drive (Minneapolis), assistant superintendent of agencies of theUnion Central Life Insurance Cos., hasbeen named manager of its Minneapolisagency, the company announced yesterday.In his new position Mr. Hommeyer willhave one of the most important posts in thefield, it was said, with complete charge ofmore than $25,000,000 of the Union Central's business. Mr. Hommeyer joined theUnion Central Life eight years ago ashead of the sales research division, advancing to the position of agency secretary, andlater was made district supervisor in chargeof all Southern agencies. A year ago he waselected assistant superintendent of agenciesby the board of directors. He is the son ofCharles Hommeyer, vice-president of theUnion Central Life Insurance Company,and a graduate of Dartmouth College, classof ig2s, where he received the degree ofBachelor of Science. He is married and hastwo children."
Old man Blake cannot keep away from the board tracks. He ran his first indoor race of the winter in New York last Saturday night under the colors of the Newark Athletic Club. Incidentally, you remember we reported Eddie's smiling face appearing as an endorsement of the superiority of the Plymouth car? Well, the secret of his Plymouth ad is out. It seems he was motoring through the Middle West last summer with his folks, and someone stole his car in Chicago (Tsk! Tsk!). There he was in left field with no bicycle, but he remembered his college training and went to the Plymouth exhibit at the Chicago Fair. There a sales argument to the big boss, plus an insurance policy as collateral, gave him a new car for practically zero. That also explains why the Plymouth in the magazine ad above-mentioned bears Illinois registration plates.
We have a sneaking suspicion we reported this in our last issue, but just to be on the sure side may we again remind you that the Tubby Washburns celebrated the arrival of a son on November third—John Lamson Washburn by name. The Washburns also have a young lady in their family, aged two years.
Dick Gratz is still enjoying life in that suburb of Minneapolis called St. Paul.
Red Martin is no longer in the investment business (smart fella!), but is now connected with the statistical department of the Massachusetts Mutual Life Insurance Company in Springfield.
We heard big things of C. Ralph Jameson the other day. He is with the Aetna Bonding Company in Bridgeport, Conn., and is living in a millionaire's home in Fairfield, but don't let that fool you. It seems that his company holds a mortgage on the property and wanted someone on the premises, so the Jamesons were elected.
Doctor Nort Canfield was in Boston recently. He is now staff throat surgeon at the New Haven (Conn.) Hospital. There are two bullet holes in the windshield of Nort's Chevy, but he has not taken up gangland operations. While in Philly recently two boys stole his car and the officers of the law of that staid and sober metropolis lid the damage.
Ben Bowden, until recently assistant to the president of the National Shawmut Bank in Boston, is now assistant treasurer of the newly organized County Trust Company in Cambridge, Mass
Ben Werntz also visited Boston not long ago, but his stay was all too brief.
Bud and Mrs. Petrequin recently spent a week-end at Pete Haffenreffer's place at Bristol, R. I. Pete has a beautiful place as the Boston alumni know, and this summer he renovated a big barn, installing a combination badminton and handball court, with flood lights, shower baths, radio, electric reducing machines, etc. It is really a work of art.
We heard that Charlie Flint gave up business activities this spring up in Newport, Vt., and spent the summer at Columbia University before entering the Dartmouth Medical School.
The little bird reports that Harris Poorvu was married this summer, but definite details were not forthcoming. Sammy is one of Boston's leading young real estate operators.
Steve Ryan is now living and working in the metropolis of N'Yawk.
Schoolmaster Larry Leavitt, while in Hanover recuperating from his recent operation, has heard from several '25rs. Here's a letter he received from Tom Carpenter:
"It makes me envious of your balkythyroid to hear of your swell visit in Hanover. Not having been there since the fallof 1925,1 am sure I would hardly recognizethe place. The above letterhead (OAKPARK JUNIOR COLLEGE-Oak Park, Ill—Thomas P. Carpenter, Executive Secretary) suggests something of what I am doing, but it doesn't tell all. This is a venturewhich three of us entered upon this fall,and to tell you that we are strugglingwould be putting it mildly. Starting quitelate, we had to locate a building, faculty,and student body. There were also suchminor items as collecting a few thousandvolumes for a library, arranging to haveour work accredited, etc., etc., far into thenight for weeks on end. Our problems havebeen many, but after all they are whatmake life worth while. We are getting abig thrill out of creating something whichwe believe to be of real worth to the community, and the number of hours and theamount of worry required are all part ofthe game. My family condition is unchanged since I last reported—one wife, andtwo girl children, 41/2 and years beingthe chronological increments of the twooffspring. We are all healthy and avidlydiscussing the alphabetical creations ofWashington, D. C. I have learned to modifythe obvious retorts which I feel urged tomake when friends and family talk aboutthe 'crazy ideas of these damned professorswho are running the government.' I mustconfess that I have heard very little aboutthe members of the class of '25, and I suppose they have heard even less about mewhich probably has not broken manyhearts—but I would like some news. I stillcherish the memories of four very goodyears at Dartmouth and I very much regretthat our graduation had to mean that somany of the fellows that I cared most aboutwould be scattered about the terrain inplaces far removed from my abode. Wehaven't corresponded much, and an extraletter this year would be most welcome."
Would Gawd that some of youse other gents would help me out a bit and pass along some of your correspondence or news of the class.
Secretary, 67 Milk St., Boston
