Class of 1928
Sorry to have run out on you last month. I don't know what happened, but the 10th flashed by without my getting a chapter in the mail.
Much has happened in Hanover re- cently with the deaths of Professors Lingley and Poor, about which you have read in the last MAGAZINE, and the tragedy at the Theta Chi House. Prof. Lingley's death hits us closest of all, as he was our class advisor and, more than that, our friend for four years. The passing of fine men like Charley Lingley and Gene Clark is always difficult for me to comprehend, because for the first time I realize that they are not timeless things like the Vale of Tempe or The Bema, and that we shall never see them again. Yet Charley Lingley will always be a vivid spot in my consciousness, and each time I return to Hanover I shall expect to run into him and see his smile flash, "Hello, Roy." The pity of it is that the experience of knowing him and the active influence of his personality will pass with our generation, and the class entering next fall will know him only at second hand, as a respected name, without the personal acquaintance which has fixed his splendid character in our memories for the rest of our lives.
You will be glad to know that flowers were sent by the class and that a delegation of the '28 men in Hanover, headed by Phil Sherman and Dan Hatch, represented us at the funeral.
I suppose you have read all about the successes of our Myles Joseph Lane this winter. Myles was, as far as I know, the only American in the major professional hockey league this year; he was recalled by the Bruins from the Cubs, the minor league team in Boston, when Eddie Shore was suspended, and spent the rest of the season playing defence for the Bruins. Myles was the playing manager of the Cubs. Then a month ago, when Harvard reshuffled its football coaching staff, Myles was chosen to assist Eddie Casey as backfield coach. This will probably not be helpful to the Green, as Myles' talented brother, Francis, is very apt to do some inspired ball carrying for the Crimson next fall with Myles pointing out the places to go.
A couple of the lads have sneaked off and gotten themselves married without giving their friend the Secretary so much as a hint of the impending disaster. Willis Mitchell, the Easton, Pa., lad, and Grace Thomason of the same are now Mr. and Mrs. and living at Chapel Hill, N. C., where Mitch is finishing his medical work at the University of North Carolina. Next September Mitch will be in New York to polish off the last two years at Cornell Medical Center.
And Chuck Bruder just got himself related to Wally Carr by marrying Wally's wife's sister, Nona Stout. Makes them brothers-in-law, doesn't it, or something. Don't ask when and where these ceremonies took place—the details are a bit uncertain, but they're hitched all right.
Met Bob Clark in the lobby of the Waldorf-Astoria I was just taking a short-cut, but he was actually staying there. Bob was just getting acclimated in his new job as advertising manager of a large paper manufacturing concern, whose name has slipped my mind—the parent company, if I remember correctly, of his old concern, the Swarthmore Paper Co. At any rate, Bob's doing himself proud, which is the important angle.
Just got some good news from the College, and that is that Lawson Van Riper has been transferred to the New York sales office of American Brass Co. It will be fine to have him in these parts. Van's living at 29 Chestnut Ave. in Pelham. He has been in Philadelphia, as you know, as sales representative of the same company, an Anaconda subsidiary, covering the central part of Pennsylvania. The young daughter, Leslie, is almost a year old.
Did I ever mention that our Chinese friend, George Bell, was married at a place called Kobe, Japan, on December 16 last year? The girl is or was Paula Churchill Brown. How these Far East gents do get around—last time we heard from George he was in Tientsin, China. George's next home leave is not until 1936, but by that time he may be able to tell us what the Japs put into a dish they call Sukiyaki (the spelling may be untrustworthy). The taste is eminently satisfying, but the contents are uncomfortably mysterious. Have you read the low-down on George's company in Mrs. Hobart's new book, "Oil for the Lamps of China"?
Doug Pease is still with the American Surety Co. at Boston.
Dick Nelson is in the trust department of the First Union Trust and Savings Bank at Chicago.
Ed Lilley is living in Milford, Mass., and is working for Ellis and Lane, Inc., an investment house in Boston.
Dick Canton sells insurance for the Liberty Mutual at Boston. Doc Hatch is likewise in Boston, a partner in a service station at 31 Jersey St. Hammie Hammesfahr has passed up the insurance business here in New York and has gone with the advertising department of Conde Nast, Inc.
Secretary, Wm. Iselin & Co. 357 Fourth Ave., New York
