Frank Weeks carries the torch this time for the Chicago boys, who seem to be a scattered group, minding their own business a little top strictly to be o£ much frequent help to this news agency:
"I don't seem to have much news, but I do have something to boast about in my fifteen-month-old daughter, who, like every other good Dartmouth man's daughter, is already looking forward to a house party or two in Hanover.
"The recent Annual Chicago alumni dinner at which Dean Neidlinger spoke failed to draw many of the class of 1929 from their winter lairs. In fact, our class was conspicuous in its absence, as I can only account for Steve Balkam, Joe Ruff, Ed McGibbon, and myself. Those who stayed away missed a good party.
"Let is be known, if you wish, that our old friend John Brown Cook has been becoming proficient in late years in the complicated art of 'sleight-of-hand.' He has acquired a great bag of tricks .... the result of which necessitates my making an inventory of all our decks of cards- after the impromptu performance he gave here Sunday night.
"Ed How, who has been living only a block away for almost a year, has just been transferred to the New Orleans office of General Electric.
"As for myself, I'm still with the Commonwealth Edison Company as specifications engineer in the purchasing department. Right now my wife and I are keenly anticipating spending a few days in Hanover toward the latter part of May. You fellows living in New England are mighty lucky in being able to run up there for a week-end now and then."
At our urgent and insistent request G. Barnum Redding, Esq., sat down and unburdened himself of the following high class chatter and then added the perfect finishing reportorial touch by delivering the opus in person, receiving in return a quantity of ale and a few crumbs for a Sunday night supper:
"What I have does not seem like news to me, but I realize it may be news to the boys tucked away in far distant places. So, here is my offering!
"Soon after we were married, Ret and I settled down in that quiet little town of Dedham, Mass., and hung out our latch key in case any of the boys happened to be passing through on the way to California. It just so happened that we caught a Harvard boy passing through to Boston from California. He brought with him glad tidings from Jim Hodson. In his travels he had been to Seattle, Wash., where he had visited our illustrious Jim. As would be expected, Jim was the perfect host. He is carrying on out there in true Dartmouth fashion, and we may well be proud of our Seattle ambassador. Jim is married and is very happily engaged in the practice of law.
"One of my good neighbors here in Dedham is A 1 Finlay, who lives with his wife in a very attractive little home. It is located out where the grass grows green and high, and A 1 may be seen pushing the lawn mower, digging in the rich brown earth, and building picket fences. Neighbor A 1 told me he was up to see Larry Hale the other day. Larry lives in Bradford, Vt., where, as assistant to the only undertaker in those parts, naturally all the heroic tasks befall him. So consequently when we read in the newspapers that during the flood a Bradford undertaker rowed over several acres of pasture land to procure an old woman's corpse, we are certain we were reading about one of the many exploits of Larry. Let him come forward and deny this story! During my last chat with Al, I learned that Bob Fairchild is a full-fledged doctor and his connection is with the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn. In fact, I have news of two other doctors, namely Doctors Hanssmann and Flannery. 'Dr. Herb' has recently been accepted as an interne in the Bellevue Hospital in New York City. 'Dr. Pinky' is completing his first year of internment at the Cleveland City Hospital, and in July of this year he will become the chief resident doctor at the hospital in New Castle, Pa. There is a report from Brooklyn, N. Y., that Russ Thomas has recently taken a position with the Luckenback Steamship Company. This is all good neighborly gossip.
"About a month ago I made a grandiloquent gesture and moved my law office into the town of Boston. I am on the tenth floor of a building where nobody can see my shingle. I sit here and wonder how many people can pass by without even noticing me. Once in a while the alarm rings and I'm off tracking debtors. I find it very pleasant to be able to break bread often with Bart Stoodley and Tom Phelps. We usually meet on Tremont St. about half past noon and decide upon some restaurant that has a quiet corner where we can eat, talk, and smoke our pipes in peace. Once in a while we get together at the University Club, where we play squash and commit mayhem on each other. Bart is the champion squasher at present, and that means he is pretty good! Bart still has quite a bit of young blood in him. Last week end he took a young lady from Gloucester to the Green Key Prom in Hanover. Hanover was glorious! When I saw Bart in Gloucester Sunday night he was living through his thirty-sixth consecutive waking hour. Bart did a little business while in Hanover. His brother, Red '3B, was locked up in the Hanover jug for speeding, and Bart pleaded and Red bleated until the police became tired and released him. Tom Phelps is known as a railroad lawyer. He is still the southern gentleman, and lately he has been quite busy spellbinding numerous fair ladies with his charming ways.
"Another of our local spellbinders is Ray White. He is doing a fine job with the New England Council, serving as secretary to the Massachusetts division. He has not lost his inimitable light-hearted spirit, and if you are being chased by the wolves, I recommend a visit with him on the tenth floor of the Statler Building in Boston.
"Last night I caught a glimpse of Hank Moore whirling around with his wife at the Florence Crittendon League dance. He was doing his bit for the wayward girls, and I was glad."
Supplementing Squeek's excellent effort mention should be made of a few more of the boys seen around Boston.
There's Gus Herbert, with his own law office on Atlantic Ave., actively engaged in trial work, living in West Newton, possessed of a wife and a son; right now one of Bill Keyes' district agents in the Alumni Fund drive.
John Calver is another resident of Newton, a lawyer notorious for an inquiring mind and a certain way of getting around. He recently acquired a wife, which fact has been duly recorded in an earlier letter.
Dick Johnson still operates Arthur L. Johnson Cos., golf and specialty shop, on Devonshire. St when he isn't in Bermuda. No one knows why, but Johnson is still single.
Phil Gage is married and living in Boston, working for Paine Furniture Cos. up at the other end of town. Another uptowner is Perley Perkins, underwriter for the Liberty Mutual, one of the University Club's ranking squash players.
Ed Cogswell lives out in Wellesley and is in the real estate business in Boston. The other day he passed along a good report concerning one Charles Beauclerc Gaynor, composer of neat tunes and writer of musical shows. Charlie, it seems, produced a show in Indianapolis last winter, and is currently writing another one.
Herm Liss has an apartment in Cambridge where you can sit and listen to the best music Victor has recorded. He prefers Cambridge because of its proximity to the excellent tennis facilities. Herm is another of the Keyes district agents.
Willie Coles practices law at an increasing tempo, but he's thinking of getting married in the fall, so he's not much good for anything else.
From out on the Coast where Jim Hodson practices law with the firm of Wright, Jones, and Bronson, of Seattle, came this convincing proof that Jim is a success. Her name is Julia, and she was a year old last April 9. Among other things, her father has the following to say:
"There is-little to report concerning activities of Twenty-Niners in this section ofthe country. In fact, I haven't seen one inover a year. However, there are a numberof men from '2B, '3O, and '3l, so things arenot entirely strange when our local Dartmouth Club gets together. The most recent addition is Bud French '3O, who is living in Wenatchee, a distance of three NewEngland states from: here but still withinthe state of Washington.
"We recently had Cotty Larmon with usfor a day and a half. He gave us a mostinteresting talk on the work of his committee and succeeded in arousing poignantnostalgia.
"From this angle it appears that ourclassmate Franklin is going to be re-electedpresident of these United States. You mayremember the talk he gave us at the alumniluncheon on Commencement Day. Harvardman Roosevelt—having become Dartmouthman Roosevelt as well—stated that hereafter when Dartmouth beat Harvard hisfriend, Basil O'Connor, would no longersay: 'Did you see what we did to you?' butwould now have to say: 'Did you see whatwe did to us?' The quotation is particularlyapt this year, I think, because if Democratic classmate Roosevelt is re-elected, itis certainly going to be a question of 'seewhat we did to us.'"
Rogers .... who's seen Rogers? He has a home, a wife, and a daughter, but he is always away .... selling soap. Maybe now that the golf season is on he'll break into society-sport pictures again. It's common knowledge, however, that he's not much of a golfer.
Chris Born is another one of these bridegrooms-to-be. He's scheduled to step out from behind the palms toward the end of June. He and his bride will take up residence in Boston next fall.
Dick Barrett is finishing up his last year at Boston University Law School. He is seldom seen.
Bob Brinkerhoff is uptown at the Statler Building office of N. W. Ayer & Son, Inc., and never seems to get down this way.
Trapper Bryant used to belong around here, but now grows fat in Nashua.
Bing Carter is another departed brother. No word has been had from or of him since he became a landowner and Dutchland Farm Store proprietor in Fairfield, Conn. The next time any of you drive the New York Post Road stop in at Bing's establishment and send us a report.
John Dickey, a former Bostonian, came up from Washington for a quick visit the other day. John looked well and reported favorably.
George Foss is happily situated in a new job with the Shattuck Company of Boston and New York, which operates the Schrafft restaurants.
Nel Hartstone is probably too busy fishing to put in much time at the law office of Hartstone and Hartstone, where his father and he are in partnership, but during the closed seasons he makes up for it.
Once in a while Brooks White is seen walking out of the First National Bank.
Phil Rising supports a family now: a boy, if we remember correctly. He works for the Curtis Publishing Company, and lives in Newton Center.
A daughter, Constance Fay, was born to Mr. and Mrs. Hank Stein on February 25. In addition to being a father, Hank is practicing law in Boston with offices in the Old South Building.
Here are some more quick notes, a bit farther afield:
Mr. and Mrs. Alfred F. Whitman of Cambridge have announced the engagement of their daughter, Mahala, to Austin L. Starrett of Atlanta, Ga. The wedding will take place in August. The prospective bridegroom is on the faculty of the Georgia School of Technology.
Jack Loucks is assistant editor of Bill Brothers Publishing Company, 420 Lexington Ave., New York; lives at 4309 47th Ave., Sunnyside, L. I.
Bill Condon is a surgeon practicing in Denver, with offices in the Mack Building.
Fred Cook is with the advertising department of the American Optical Company, Southbridge, Mass.; living at the Y. M. C. A.
Harland Taylor is now located in Ardmore, Okla., a wandering geologist.
Bill Magenau appears to have returned to the home office of the Page Betting Company, in Concord, N. H., and to have taken up residence at number 6 Ridge Road.
George McGarrett is doing commercial broadcasting, with business address at 19 East 47th St., New York, and residence at 7720 Austin St., Forest Hills, N. Y.
A 1 Floyd is a banker and a Californian helping to operate the Security First National Bank, Los Angeles, and living at 5614 Deane Ave.
George Hersam has something to do with American Airlines, Inc., at the Detroit City Airport.
Johnny Cornehlsen is district director of the National Youth Administration, with headquarters at 1551 Franklin Ave., Mineola, L. I.; living at 733 Argyle Rd., Brooklyn, N. Y.
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