Class of 1933
The law has not been with US too much late and soon. We have been attending to important matters. We refer, of course, to the concentration of our attention upon two rather vital athletic contests, the recent debates at Cambridge and New Haven with the Harvards and the Yales respectively.
From the point of view of this department, the Harvard week-end was significant primarily because of the arrival at our diggins of one William A. Sherman of your own class. He was laden with information about the great inarticulate mass of 1933 men who live in and about Boston, but who, for some incomprehensible reason, seem determined to live cloistered lives and bend every effort toward maintaining, at least as far as we are concerned, a haughty, uncompromising silence.
Sherm, despite his athletic contributions to the insurance company whose slave he had been, was unemployed when we saw him, due to a tiff with the Mr. Milquetoast who was the office manager and Sherm's superior. Milquetoast has caught Sherm coquetting with one of the stenographers in the office and had waved a warning and (if we are to believe Sherman) somewhat dirty finger in his face. Thereupon, Sherm, highly incensed, forgot for a moment the old Smith Hall code, told the manager what he could do with his old office, grabbed his hat and coat and walked out into the fairly clear air of Federal St., free, white, and unemployed.
SHERMAN TALKS
Loppy Rich, said Sherman, pausing to dub the latter "the perennial school-boy," is at the books again. M. I. T., we believe, is the scene of Loppy's scholastic activities.
.... Jim Chesnulevich works here in Bosion at Stearns' department store Ed Patch, now married, is a salesman in Detroit for the Patch Chemical Works.
.... John Donovan, the still silent Celt, coaches the backfield men at Norwood (Mass.) High School and teaches history now and then. John's method of teaching consists in reading up on the Ethiopian situation just before class and then spending the whole hour in discoursing very learnedly on the varied and complicated implications of the Italian "peerade." . . . . Irv Prince is employed by the Brick Printing Company as a junior salesman and is responsible for a large part of the political posters which now festoon the metropolis.
. . . . Whit Kimball is having great success with his football team at Manchester by the Sea.
Since the last issue we have seen the following: Don Murray, still at the Graduate School and trying manfully to get two GOOD tickets to the Harvard game Bun Mudge, whom we saw at the Symphony concert last night. His brother, Otis, he informs us, is the first string freshman center at Hanover Bob Allen, who finishes his architectural course this year.
.... Don Doherty, who travels through New England as sales manager for Whitehead & Hoag, jewelry manufacturers. Don has made arrangements with the University Club for another 1933 meeting to be held on December 7. We hope at this time to show movies of the 1935 Dartmouth-Yale football game.
And before we leave Boston, may we extend our congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Frederick Connelly, who were married on October twenty-seventh at Hanover, N. H. She is the former Mary Diana Stotz, the daughter of Dr. and Mrs. Joseph A. Stotz of Easton, Pa. The happy couple have come to earth at 26 Mostyn St., Beach Bluff, Mass.
With the lugubrious notes of that infernal Undertaker's Song ringing in our ears, but finally from the right side of the field, we pushed into the frenzied press outside Portal 30 at the Yale Bowl to see how many '33 men had picked the right year to come to New Haven. And there were plenty.
Ken Spang was there with his wife John Meek .... Bob Fairbank, who had come on from Akron .... Charlie Finfrock, who had torn himself away from the Western Reserve Law School in Cleveland for the week-end. Charlie told us that BillQuinn had come on for the game, but in spite of all our hovering around at Portal 28, we could find no trace of him Hal and Dot Mackey were practically speechless with joy when we saw them. .... Jim Woods was down from Boston and mumbled a few words about our proposed class get-together before we were pressed apart by the angry mob We also have a vague impression of WardDonner nearly tearing our arm off Manny Sprague .... Okie .... Earl trying to find out about Hagan Stephenson, that old authority on law and beer Dick Jackson, who really is at the Columbia Law School and enjoys it tremendously.
BOOM
On the heels of the business upswing which the good Democrats have favored us with comes another of those periodic literary booms which hit 1933 only too seldom. Because of the sudden press of correspondence at this time, we shall have to retain some of the letters until a later issue and in other cases forego the luxury of
publishing remarks in full. Ken Jacques, urged on by Earl Gordon's recently quoted offering, pens the following portrait of the new Keyes:
. Ralph has suffered a completechange in personality. In the first place, hislast name is no longer pronounced likeKaiser with the 'er' dropped, but rather inthe true English manner as 'keys' withwhich doors are opened. This is undoubtedly what prompted a noted neurologist to send him to Mexico City last fall inde luxe style in charge of the transportation of an injured son of a protninentMexican family. Since then one woiddnever recognize the dapper, sophisticatedman of the world, predestined boon to themedical profession, as ever having been theboyish, naive lord of Mink Brook Manor(where Ralph roomed by the Mink BrookSwimming Hole)."
Ralph, it further appears, secured a job with the Grenfell Mission in Labrador, where he was left in charge for five weeks of an area 350 x 150 miles. He has returned to complete his medical course.
Ken also saw Bill McCombs in Montreal "(on an excursion and looking for thethings that excursionists look for)."Phil Marden roomed with Ken this summer and has returned to U. of P. Medical School Jack Wright, Bill Teahan,Nat Root, and Gene Kaplan were in Montreal at various times Clarence Albaugh (Harvard Med.) was in Hanover for over a week writing a sanitary survey. .... Ken closes with an offer to entertain all '33 men who visit the British metropolis at aoao St. Urbain St., Apt. 25. Need we add that Ken is at the McGill Medical School?
Gene Merkt informs us that he is now at the Wharton School in Philadelphia (447 Lippincott, S. 37 St. & Woodland Ave.); that he has stopped selling gas machines; that he saw Paul Wetstein recently; that Paul is writing arrangements for Vallee.
Mel Katz wrote from the Columbia Law Library. He is engaged to Miss Ruth Seidman of Cedarhurst, L. 1., and the wedding is to take place after the bar exams in June. He says that Dick Jackson is "havingtrouble adapting himself to the neo-classical" (we think that Mel means Anglicised) pronunciations that the students of the law give to Latin words. Jus Stanley and DennyFowler have returned to start their second year.
At Brattleboro, Vt., last summer, Mel was almost forced off the road by two bicyclists, who turned out to be Clarence Klinck and Paine Knickerbocker Ed Jackson, after a term at Bonwit Teller, has gone off to Dallas, Texas, to start an exclusive dress shop Rudy Valensi is now in business with his father, as is Chet Thomson.
You'll have to wait until the next issue to find out what Frank Hardy did with his saxophone.
Secretary, C 31 Morris Hall Soldiers Field P. 0., Boston
