Class of 1932
With June and the honeymoon season almost on us, I am happy to make the following two announcements: on April 25 Bob Wilkin's wedding to Miss Barbara Cates takes place in New York; and recently I received a notice from Milt Lieberthal that he has become engaged to Miss Naomi Ruth Burd of Germantown, Pa. No date set for the wedding.
Jim Fletcher has recently come to New York, and is living with Ken Todd and Ed Miller up on 92d St. This, and the fact that he returned not long ago from Mexico, were the only things I found out about him as he was rushing into a subway and I was beating my way out. Other men new to New York are Frank Gilbert, who is working in the report department of Haskins & Sells, 15 Broad St.; and Bruno Saia, who has joined Dartmouth-in-Macy's. Adrian Nitschelm is across the river at the Prudential Insurance Co. in Newark.
Old Elmer H. Rumor, who is practically the only informant I have left, has it that the Alaskan story printed in connection with Bob Smith a couple of months ago in this column was only a fantasy of Walser's. There is a slightly more accurate, but not half so colorful, report that Mr. Smith is engaged in some species of CWA work.
Bill Sumner is a commercial representative of the New England Telephone and Telegraph Co. in Concord, N. H.
Roger Needham is an attendant at the Gardner State Colony, E. Gardner, Mass. It is your correspondent's guess without checking up with statistics that penal work is probably the largest single category of employment among the members of our class. At least one report to the effect that So-and-So is behind grim prison wallsworking or studying—seems to come in every month.
Dick Cunningham is supposed to be studying at Ohio State.
I sat behind Bully Morton at the last hockey game with Princeton the first Dartmouth ice contest that the Iron Man had ever seen from the sidelines. After three minutes he was quite hoarse and considerably shaken up, but revived completely when Dartmouth was leading 4-0. When the game finally ended, 4-3, he was again about all in, Brandy Marsh was also at the game.
Mac McKenzie writes from the top of Mt. Washington: "When I last went out it wasabout 26 (our last year's record), and thewind has been blowing 100 miles an hourmore or less (mostly more) for so long atime I wonder if it will ever let up. Atleast we have plenty of draft for the fires..... My particular work seems to behandling the radio communications andcarrying on a program of ultra-high frequency experimentation which ties inwith work at the Blue Hill Observatorynear Boston. Incidentally we have beenmaintaini?ig contact with Blue Hill forsome time on frequencies which were notso long ago thought practical for communication up to about twenty-five miles.The Blue Hill-Mt. Washington path is142.5 miles. Both Joe Dodge at PinkhamNotch and I are in touch with Hanover byradio several times a week, the communication from here being on voice.
"A few '52 men have dropped in hereduring summer months and the D. O. C.boys are our most welcome visitors, ofwhom we have very few this year. Duringour first —46 period a couple of Tech menstumbled in here, propelled by a hundredmile wind. I did my best to effect a rescue,but no one needed to be rescued, thank you,so we turned our efforts to nursing theirfrostbites As you may have gath-ered, we have twice hit 46 below (plus somefractions), each time with over a hundredmiles per hour of wind. Last winter wasrather pansy compared with this."
Between the time this copy was written and the time it was printed, a class dinner was held in New York on March 23. Unfortunately this was too late to get any additional news items for this issue. Will all those who didn't attend please write in to the Secretary?
Secretary,2 Beekman Place, New York
