Class of 1916
Not that Boston Balmacanners have continual parties, but we must record two grand get-togethers. Jake Story, each year, invites the class to try their luck as fishermen on the briny deep, aboard one of his sturdy Gloucester schooners, which Jake and his forefathers have been building for nigh onto three hundred years. Johnny Pelletier, Gran Fuller, Jack Little, Jack McAuliffe, Charlie Creesy, Sam Cutler, Joe Newmark, Larry Hayward, Duffy Lewis, and Frank Bobst went to sea with Jake. If Sam Cutler had not fed his first fish to the sea gulls, he would have won the pot of gold, as best fisherman, if the pot had not disappeared. It was a great party.
Our genial Ralph George, state senator and chairman of the New Hampshire Racing Commission, had nineteen of us as his guests at Rockingham, N. H. If our betting committee of Art Marsden, Jim Coffin, and Johnny Mullen had only picked Lady Bewithus, instead of High Mogul, for the second winner in the Daily Double, we would have been rolling in wealth. You won't believe it I know, but Warren Upham bet on the nags for the first time in his young life, and came home the big winner. Of course the remainder of Ralph's guests, Wallace Kittredge, Bill Caldwell, Rod Soule, Bob Steinert, Johnny Pelletier, Duffy Lewis, Larry Hayward, Art Fiske, Charles Creesy, Jake Story, Jack English, Sam Cutler, Ralph Parker, and Gran Fuller didn't bet—much.
The University Club will be the mecca for the night before the Harvard game party. Ed Kiley tells me the New York Balmacanners are planning a dinner sometime during the next month. Maybe they are making plans for the Princeton game.
The Boston Transcript recently carried a fine story of the splendid work Dick Parkhurst is performing as vice chairman and secretary of the Boston Port Authority. Every business man in Boston is indebted to our Dick for the increased traffic that has come through the port of Boston. This is a full time job, but no pay envelope. Would that the country had more like Dick Parkhurst.
Now here's some real news for you. Honey Abraham is boasting of a real Yankee Doodle, Ralph Abraham, born on the Fourth of July. Believe it or not, Honey may have three sons in Dartmouth at one time, for their ages are three years, one and a half, and three months. Let me record that Honey also has a daughter of four and a half years. I must promote Gil Tapley. Gil is the treasurer, not the assistant treasurer, of Hathaway Baking. I've been told, Gil has just bought a home in Winchester, Frank Goodwin, Massachusetts registrar of motor vehicles, held a competitive examination the other day, and Wallace Kittredge ranked second, if you please. In case you get in trouble, Kit's address is 115 Floral Ave., Maiden, Mass. I hear rumors that John Boyle McAuliffe may have some news for us soon. How about it, John? At last the New Deal has yanked that ArchRepublican Roger Flagg Evans to Washington. Rog is staying at the Racquet Club, with that other rock-ribbed Republican, Leigh Rogers. Les Leavitt, with his wife and four children, is back to America for a year, after nine years in Syria. Les is living at 15 Beaumont Ave., Newtonville, Mass.
I saw the once, handsome Edmund F. Carey in Providence the other day and again in Boston. Cap is general agent in Rhode Island for the State Mutual Life Assurance Company of Worcester. It must be a good job. Cap is getting fat. Ken Stowell has recently been made editor of HouseBeautiful. Congratulations, Ken, from all of us in 1916. Ed Kiley hasn't changed any. He still is the stubbornest man in 1916. He made me pay him a dime I owed him, before he would tell me of a grand idea he had. I've seen Tom Lawson, Tuck Flanders, Rudy Merton, during the past month, and had a fine chat with our New York and New Jersey Economic Royalist Charlie Brundage of Story, Brundage 8c Rose, big time investment counsel. Talked with Perc Burnham, and I'm happy to report no lasting ill effects from the auto accident of last June to the McEndys or Burnhams.
I will have several changes of address in the next issue. In the meantime, send me some news, men. I'll tell what I know about you.
Secretary, 37 Maple St., Stoneham, Mass.
