We wish to apologize for not having a column in the last issue. We were probably lost somewhere in a snow drift or thoroughly numbed by the eighteen below zero temperature at the time when the material should have been mailed to the editor. However, in our defense, had we been eagerly sitting at our typewriter, anxious to pound out a long and interesting column, there would have been little to say. Since that time some half dozen communications together with several chance meetings make the present situation somewhat brighter.
Bob Mix, since graduation, has been working for the State Mutual Life Assurance Company of Worcester. For some time he held the position of assistant superintendent of agencies, and has recently been made manager of their general agency in Worcester. Bob is also to be congratulated, although somewhat tardily, on the arrival of Robert C. Mix Jr., who was born on July 26, 1933.
Dick Simpson writes us from Ada, OKla., to pass on the sad news which you undoubtedly read in the Necrology in the last issue of this MAGAZINE. Tom Harris was killed in Ada, Okla., on Christmas Eve, when the car which he was driving collided with a freight train. Tom spent two years with us in Hanover and then transferred to the University of Oklahoma, from which he graduated in 1927. His many friends in the class and in the College will learn of this unfortunate accident with deep regret.
Dick, who is still in the oil business, also Sports that he frequently sees Fred Fellingham and Bo Head. The latter, who was formerly of Dallas, Texas, is now president of the Oklahoma Power and Water Company in Sand Springs, a suburb of Tulsa.
Herb Hansen was married to Miss Olive Anita Read on January 26, at Needham, Mass. Herb is working for the Mosler Safe Company in Boston.
Windy Howland writes from Des Moines, lowa, where he is still selling insurance for the Sun Life. Windy reports the arrival of a daughter, Anne, born last November. Also that Ed Coddington's household had a similar "blessed event" last summer, and that Bill Browning was married last fall. The last part of his letter bears such a worth-while message that we would like to quote the following: "Thething that I would like to impress on theclass of 1927 is that out here in lowa wevery rarely get to see any of our classmates.There seems to be a tendency on the partof members of our class who get out thisway to feel that I wouldn't be interested inseeing them. I have heard of several whowere in town—after they left. A few havebeen nice enough to call me up and it hasbeen considerable pleasure at least to buythem a drink. Most of those who come toDes Moines are here on business, but I amquite sure that they might enjoy comingout to supper at our house or eating lunchwith me at noon.
"In the East, where you members of '27 are thicker and can see each other moreoften, it may have got to the point whereyou are a trifle bored at the arrival in townof a classmate, but out here it is an eventwhen one comes to town. (When I said'thicker' I was not implying anythingabout your intelligence.) I have not beenfortunate enough to be able to get inHanover when there was a reunion goingon, which naturally whets my desire to seesome of the boys. It is safe to assume thatanyone west of the Mississippi will be gladto hear from any '27 who may be arrivingin his town. Most of us have no classmatesin town and no contact with the class except your column. That deserves highpraise, but can never take the place of are-established personal contact."
The first part of the last sentence was not our reason for quoting the above, for although we are grateful for the statement we doubt its truthfulness. We do not, however, doubt the truthfulness and sincerity of the main message. It has been our experience that such contacts have renewed and made new friendships which are most pleasant to both parties concerned besides being beneficial to the class as an organization. Furthermore, I feel that in spite of the fact that we see classmates more frequently, we Easterners are equally glad to hear from a classmate who is in town.
A letter from Paul Hannah raises a serious question about a mere matter of punctuation in one of our recent columns. After all, Paul, life is too short to worry about the placing of a few commas, but if getting married had anything to do with breaking the spell of silence as to your whereabouts we wish some of the rest of the mugs in this here class would hurry up and get married. After all, how many times have we got to say that, or isn't there any answer?
Paul also adds that he ran into Monty Montgomery the other day. Monty is now working for the Washington Post, a "terrifically Republican sheet," as Paul puts it. We suppose that must be said in a whisper in Washington these days. Also, Eddie Redcay attended a Dartmouth luncheon there the other day. Ed Miner was around, too, a few months ago, and has now returned to Des Moines, where he teaches. "Bill Hoge still maintains his position as the most eligible bachelor in Wash-ington, and carries himself with dignityand aplomb essential to a rising youngrealtor. William H. Davenport '27, who isliving in West Springfield, Mass., has thefinest collection of children of probablyanybody in the class. At last writing, theynumbered four. Mel Partridge, not to beoutdone by his former roommate, has become a proud father." O. K., Paul, let's have more from here on.
Mr. and Mrs. Newman Horton recently announced the arrival of Hooker W. Horton, born on January 30. Congratulations, Hooker, hope we can see him soon.
Tom Anglem is now a physician at the Memorial Hospital in New York City.
Al Dick is also a physician at the State Tuberculosis Hospital in Norton, Kansas.
George Provost is now located in Chicago, where he is manager of the banking relations department of the Commercial Credit Company.
Lowell Wormley is now a physician practicing in New York City.
Marshall Lovegrove is now selling wholesale drugs for Otis Clapp and Son in Providence, R. I.
Frank Polachek is living in Washington, D. C„ where he works for the PWA—Public Works Administration to you.
Recently a great musical extravaganza, theatrical production de luxe, or what have you, was produced, staged, and actually run off in the metropolis of Waban. The leading part was played, sung, and danced by none other than Natch Corregan, while Bill St. Amant as the demon insurance salesman and your own scribe in black-face tried to bring in some of the comic relief. You are sure a good time was had by all.
At the annual dinner of the Boston Alumni Association about twelve members of '27 were present. Among the officers elected for the ensuing year were Bob Williamson, "director of publicity, and Dinty Gardner, member of the executive committee.
Don O'Hara was in Boston this week on business, and we had the pleasure of having dinner with him last Wednesday evening. Don is in charge of sales for the gray goods department of Cannon Mills in the New England territory. He has a son about three years old and a small daughter just recently born, lives at present in Jackson Heights, and is reputed to be a ping-pong player of no mean ability. We hope to test out his ping-pong skill on his next trip to Boston.
Don informs us that Ed Marston is now located with the Pepperell Mills in New York City, and that Al Lagacy is still doing very well with the Amoskeag Manufacturing Company in the same city. Al has recently built a house out in Ten Eyck, or something, New Jersey.
More next time, we hope!
Secretary, 152 Waban Ave., Waban, Mass.