The mid-winter party in New York was great—thanks to Charlie McAllister and the fine job of organizing for which he was responsible. We had a private dining room at the Lexington—a sahwell dinner and a sahwell crowd. Quite a shock, though, to see so many of the boys with the Missus. If all the other Missuses are as lovely as these we'll have a thrill in Hanover when June, 1936, rolls around. There were amongst us Mr. and Mrs. Shep Wolff, Mr. and Mrs. John Cogswell, Mr. and Mrs. Hank Richmond, Mr. and Mrs. Will Hays, and Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Schneider. With other charming ladies were Bill Schuldenfrei, Hawley Jaquith, Frank Hodson, Charlie McAllister, Red Gristede, Chub Hetfield, Monty Smith, Frank McCord, Ned Pitkin, Dick Cukor, Ernie Moore, and your scribe. Now, we're all looking forward to the next Thirty-one party which will probably be a stag affair at the Dartmouth Club real soon.
Johnnie Cogswell and his wife accuse me of neglecting the announcement of the arrival of Johnnie Jr. Honest, John, I never knew about it. And you promised to send me his photo to be reproduced herein, but I haven't received-that either.
Bill Steck starts a swell letter with the following: "Please don't set me down asbeing the laziest man that ever lived, although I do admit that my long silenceis inexcusable." It's o.k., Bill. Most of us have had plenty to more than occupy our time these last few years, and I'm told that when men at Harvard Law School get a pencil in their hands, it's usually put to work on last month's assignments which should have been in last week; it's not an easy place to find time on your hands. "Since graduation," Bill continues, "I'vebeen fortunate in maintaining contact witha great many Dartmouth men, particularlyThirty-oners. 1 believe that the folloivingis a complete list of my fellow-sufferershere at Harvard Law School: Frank Blatz,Dave Borkum, Art Brettler, Jack Cole, JimFannin, Gay Freeman, Jim Godfrey, Rod(of the Law Review), Vic King, Ed Langenbach, Cliff McDonald, Jack MacKechnie,Spence Miller, Ace Phinney, Ed Rhetts,John Rogers, Thad Smith, Dave Toomey,and Bill Waterman. Most of this group,including myself, are wondering wheretheir next job is coming from (whaddymean 'next', Bill?)
"George Russell is still working for theMammonites in your fair (just fair) city.That old Chinaman, Sieminski, suggestedthat his Brunswick Laundry in Jersey Cityought to take care of my laundry—this,even, before he said 'Hello, how are you?I see that you've lost much more hair thanI have.' Fine fellow, Ed. Johnny Watermanis due back from Florida most any daynow after spending some two months downthere. Steve Smith is employed by theChampion Radio Tube Company. Groves'.s finishing his business engineering courseat M. I. T. this year; and apparently a littlegal has finished him so far as his formeracquaintances are concerned. Recently Ihad dinner with Mr. and Mrs. AdrianO'Keeffe at their home in Cambridge. Okieis one of the buyers for the First NationalStores. Okie tells me that Ed Sutton ispursuing his medical courses at the University of Vermont. That Jack Schacknehas not fully recovered from a recent automobile accident out in Toledo. Bill Galleyis working for the Glidden Co. in Cleveland. Hart Gilchrist is a member of thesporty Troop B in Cleveland, and must becausing the midsection of his nag to grazethe ground. Jim Rick has been at theDickinson Law School out in the ForestCity. Bunce Clarkson is married and in thereal estate business. Parker Soule has received a promotion and is now a supervisorof an extensive district for the Boston Herald Traveler. He says that Joe Stickneyhas joined the paper in the circulation department. Frankie George is in the employof some fruit exchange here in Boston.George Hawkins works for Fairbanks-Morse in the Hub, and in his spare timehelps Toomey and Godfrey keep house,lied Hanlon is in the mortgaging end ofreal estate hereabouts. Art Birkett is teaching at a prep school in New Hampshire.Bob Barker and Eric Wollaeger are singingthe Medical School blues, rarely stickingtheir heads outdoors. Clark Denney is another hard working law student out atWestern Reserve University (thought I sawhim in New York the other day, Bill). ArnieRich is working in Brockton, Mass., at theBarbour Mills. Ken Sampson, by now,should have qualified for the title ofClass Merry Mortician. And at the otherend of the process, if you want any baptizing done, don't forget to summon JimMcElroy, who is still in Cambridge doinghis final work at the Theological Seminary.Bob Lee was coaching a prep school football team this last fall, and thence to somemore coaching a professional outfit in Cincinnati. Parker Soule has been appointeddelegate from the class of 1931 to the Boston Alumni Association Committee fromthe last ten classes out. Luke Watson isdoing graduate work in the Romance languages department at Harvard. Saw EddieFlynn at Carnival; he rooms with AlBeisel at Yale Law School. My regards toyou, Jack, and I promise that I shall bemore faithful about corresponding in thefuture." That's the kind of a letter, Bill, that makes this column worth doing. Many thanks.
A postcard from Ted Peirce reads: "Sorry,not guilty of the accusation in the '31 notes.Am with the Massachusetts ProtectiveAssociation. Formerly located in Worcester with them, but in San Francisco sinceThanksgiving. But no harm done."
The Adrian O'Keeffes have a new little daughter. Congratulations. Tower Snow is settling down now. It may happen any day.
Beanny Thorn says that Rog Donner was the third one named by Justice-of- War Sherman up in Hanover. And Ed Picken is happily married and doing extremely well in Troy, N. Y.; coaching and teaching at Troy High, as reported by his principal. And Bob St. Louis has obtained a building from the state in the hills back of Albany and is organizing a ski club in Albany to which Sher Guernsey and I will probably go.
Ernie Moore is with the Irving Trust Co. at No. 1 Wall St., in New York. He's living in Tudor City.
Buck Carvalho, ex-'31, is with the American International Underwriters in New York City- Since leaving Dartmouth he has been in China for four of the six years.
Al Blair, another ex-'31er, is at Jefferson Medical School in Philadelphia.
The Chicago Dartmouth alumni report Bob Chapman as working for his father in Kansas City, Mo.
George Lill is a V.P. over at the Lill Coal Company in Chicago.
Johnnie Goodwillie threw something of a party at his domicile at 416 Barry Ave., Chicago.
Jack Weisert represents the Capehart Radio-Phonograph combination in Chicago.
Homer MacVean just missed the last issue of this column with the announcement of his engagement to Miss Jane Day Reed of Asbury Park, N. J. Homer says it will probably take place in September. He also says that he has not forsaken his mortgage business, but that he has transferred his business activities to the Bankers Trust Company. Congratulations, Homer. And here's an interesting letter from Smoky Joe Adams:
"2067 Park Road, N. W.,Washington, D. C.
"This, my initial salvo, won't add muchto the spicy bits of news that I've just readin your pillar. Three numbers of the MAG. came all at once, sent to me fromNew York, and I actually sat up most ofthe night poring over what's happened inHanover and among members of our aspiring class.
"To my surprise you've got me down inFlorida, resting from my sojourn withHearst. No such luck. I started for Rochester this fall and got as far as Washington,where I landed a job on the Washington Post, a morning paper owned by EugeneMeyer, right bower of the Hoover regime.We are still known as a Republican houseorgan, but Washington is daily opening itseyes at our progressiveness.
"So I've been on the staff of the Post since October and plugging like the devil.At the first of the year eight men weregiven the gate, and no one is an old timer.But I'm making my niche. They've had mewriting police, radio column, and now I'maviation editor. Gathering news from theair has its thrills, and since aviation's onthe spot right now I've had to hustle to keepup with more experienced men.
"For several weeks I covered hearings on'The Hill' and listened to a herd of Congressmen roar at each other about thesanctity of the home and the glory ofAmerican wonanhood. Also covered our'gracious' First Lady on several occasions,and found that she's rather fond of emotingon subjects she doesn't know much about.But she smiles most sweetly while photographers pop bulbs at her.
"Living alone and bachelor life is beginning to rankle. So I have to be contented with phone gals and straight alky,which is far better than repeal liquor."There's an enterprising Dartmouthgroup here, but only one '31er, whom Inever knew in Hanover. Name's Woodruff,and is on the staff of the Washington Herald, our Hearst competitor. But wemanaged to cover a banquet together notlong ago where champagne was served.When I tumbled into the city room about11:00 P.M. the story got written, but someunkind editor accused me of being blearyeyed. I repeat the story was written.
"Miss New York like the devil . . . .but Washington has its compensations. Sayhello to Holbrook at al. wheri you see them.
"SMOKY JOE ADAMS."
What with the last four nights having been spent in the office (with the exception of tonight's visit to the Met.; John Charles Thomas was the nuts—he's going on the radio for us, starting soon—watch for himadvt.) and leaving for Cleveland tomorrow, and it's about two-thirty in the morning right now, and I'd like like hell to go out and get a toast-side, but Gitsis has no New York branch office, I'm going to bed; but not without thanking you for the letters that make this job a really enjoyable one.
Secretary, , 10 Mitchell Place, New York