Class of 1924
There weren't hours enough in the Holy Cross game week-end at Hanover either to see or to talk to more than a fraction of the clan gathered for the event. Self preservation drove most of them to the outposts for food and shelter before anyone had more than a chance to yell. Mob would be decidedly an understatement. George Traver hied himself to the Alden Tavern in Lyme, fresh from the Ambassador at Atlantic City and the National Safety Council Convention. Solemn conclave with the editors of this publication pursuant to those unlike yourself who do not read these words, took place Monday morning, whereupon George took train for Pittsfield and Chicago and the managerial duties of the local Chicago Safety Council.
On the evening of the game, a ping-pong endurance contest was staged under direction of Tup Tupper and Pinky Booth. These two principal contestants looked all whole the next morning. The Saddle River squire, Don Coyle, hove into sight between the halves, reported National City in good health, and disappeared. Hooky Hagenbuckle stayed just long enough to see the game and returned to his French classes at Andover. Stan and Dot Lyon produced oil cloth finery at the crucial downpour. Ives Atherton braved the same drenching by turning up one coat collar.
Van Huyck brought his wife to the Harvard game, where they sat with Pete and Mrs. Wheatley. Luit had his family along. Gordy Richards, who finds the contracting business somewhat improved, sat with Dick Teel, who has similar feelings for his new insurance endeavors. Hank Hartshorn beamed with considerable delight as he confessed that he was seeing his third Dartmouth game free of charge, when friends in Gardner, where he makes baby carriages, found too late they couldn't go. Fred Shaneman was attempting to cover the Stadium (Dartmouth side) to make up for time lost on the Pacific Coast the past two football seasons. Though not seen, Whit Whitaker ought to have been there, at New Haven, or one of the remaining games to witness his brother Hank star in the backfield.
Absentee reports from New Haven fizzled. All appointed scouts collapsed completely and either beat the daylights out of their wives in the excitement of the Yale game, or sat down exhausted from the tide of battle rather than discover who was there. Prenny Gallup, outfitter of Bridgeport, was one of these, but offered news that Robbie (Sumner Jennings) went South for his firm, Roxbury Carpet Co., just a day or so early, having finally recovered from a severe ankle injury while sailing in the Sound recently. Robbie is about to forsake Scarsdale, and will build a new home in Stamford.
Ted Goddard, a Bennington Vermonter, spent six weeks this autumn touring England with his wife. The English system of hiring cars sounds worthwhile. Ted rented his in Scotland, traveled 2600 miles, and left it where he wound up in London.
Solly Thurston returned to Gloucester from Chicago for the summer, though no one saw much of him because he was pretty much occupied settling his father's estate. Along with his Latin teaching, Solly is taking three graduate courses at the University of Chicago.
Ced Foster, long reporting financial matters for the Hartford Times, is now in charge of public relations for Station WTHT, the broadcasting division of the Times.
Bunny Sly, to the profession J. Belden Sly, announces a change of venue. He is now practicing law with Putnam, Bell, Dutch, and Santry at 60 State St., Boston.
Brad Hersey dropped a note (that's the third welcome letter from all sources in one month) to keep the records straight in the family of the president of the Hersey Paper Lining Co. of Medford, Mass. The third Hersey offspring, Alison, arrived in Winchester October 23. Brad supports the New Haven findings by remarking that he knew a few of the boys were present, but couldn't turn around to spot them because he was so weak.
Charlie Morse with beetled brow and thinning hair appeared on the financial pages of the Boston Transcript recently, upon his appointment as director of financial copy and publicity for the Boston office of Doremus & Co. Charlie hasn't deviated far from this field since graduation. He has been with Russell, Berg & Co., investment counselors, the Transcript, the Herald Traveler, the National Shawmut Bank, and the Shawmut Corporation. What's more he has written a mystery novel, edits the Appalachian Mountain Club's "White Mountain Guide," and serves now as president of the alumni chapter of Gamma Delta Chi.
A couple of letters between now and the first of the year wouldn't hurt a bit. That's what the address at the top is for.
Secretary} 12 Haviland St., Worcester, Mass.
