Class of 1933
This morning as I was leaving Langdell Hall after a brief joust with Purefoy v.Rogers, I saw an ancient, grey-haired, first year student named Owsley seated at a table in the South Reading Room. His carefully annotated notebook was lying open before him, but he was gazing dreamily out the windows, past the Physics Building, past the Agassiz Museum and into the deep blue of the eastern sky apparently at a point directly over East Boston.
Then suddenly I was aware that this was the ninth day of the month and that my contribution was due on the morrow. Happily, however, I was not driven to mystic communion with the East Boston sky for my material, because the "creative fires" referred to in my last offering had been burning fiercely during the month, leaving me with a plentiful supply of material for a long, hard winter.
FOLLOWING GREEN TEAM
I have been as close upon the heels of the football team in their trips around the eastern circuit as has been humanly possible, and, as a result, I have seen many '33 men. The first person I saw in Hanover on the Holy Cross week-end was Henry Pierpont, that Omaha financial Titan. I gathered that his frank, open countenance had won him a place in the Trust Department of the First National Bank of Omaha. (Nebraska beneficiaries take warning.) In the stands at the game I saw Bill Hitchcock and Bill Dewey. At the Inn, Ford Sayre and I listened to Hal Mackey wax eloquent and abusive in condemnation of Farleyism and the New Deal. I also saw John Davidson, the squire of St. Albans, for a brief interval.
At the Statler on the Friday evening before the Harvard game I found Tom Maskilieson in the shade of a potted palm. Needless to say, he had his famous tearbag partly on within two minutes, and I had to resort to strong measures to prevent him from completing the process and flooding the lobby with a great salt sea. He is working nine hours a day, and someone crashed into his brand new car on the way home from the show room just after he had bought it.
In the bar of the same renowned madhouse I encountered Don Doherty, who is now Ediphone promotional salesmanager for the Rhode Island territory. Mention should be made here of the rather fruity slogan of the Atwell Co. which employs him. It is: "Voicewrite for thinking thoughts is acting thoughts."
Outside Portal One at New Haven I saw Red Ellis, Ed Foley, Dewey again, Doherty again, Bernie Cunningham, and JimWoods, who will start in at the Harvard Business School in January.
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On Tuesday, July seventh, at Cedarhurst, Long Island, Mr. Melville JamesKaiz and Miss Ruth Seidman went through the ceremony made manadatory by the statutes of the state of New York, thereby becoming what has been happily termed "man and wife."
At a tea on October 25 Mr. and Mrs. A. Stanton Burnham of Brookline, Mass., and Pomfret, Conn., announced the engagement of their daughter, Katherine Davenport Burnham to Richard Parker Goldthwait.
Dick is now completing work for a Ph.D. degree at Harvard, and is a teaching assistant in geology with a studio right across the street from good old Divinity Hall.
An excerpt from a letter from Dick Jackson: "Jus Stanley and Bob Doscher sharedan apartment with me this winter. Jus borein and did a vast amount of work, so muchso, in fact, that we wondered at timeswhether he were losing his grip on theamenities. No damage done, however. Asfor the Dosch, although he did anywherefrom fifty to sixty times as much work ashe accomplished when he was an ornamentto Hanover's campus, nonetheless he didnot allow his academic duties to blind himto the lights of Mid-Manhattan.
"Naturally we saw a good deal of Weeman, who is about the same as he was incollege. He's doing a grand job at Grant's,but in his off hours he's as insane as ever inhis foxy way."
G. William Forster has joined the sales force of the Washburn Crosby Co. in the Southern Massachusetts area. His address is P. O. Box 532, Middleboro, Mass.
The great Hagan is now employed by the United States Government in the Bureau of Press Intelligence. He lives at 404 A St., S. E., Washington, D. C. He saw Dick Lyon at the Yale-Navy game in Baltimore. He has also seen Bill Shaughnessy, who is in the Census Bureau.
1933 AT THE SORBONNE
During the summer I received from BillAlden the following vivid bit of reporting: "16 Juin 1936. This morning I girded myloins, gulped down the only civilizedbreakfast the world affords (i.e. du chocolat at une tartine avec du vrai pain francais), trudged across the correctly classical Luxembourg
garden, entered the sacred portalsof the Sorbonne, pushed opeji the door ofthe Salle Louis Liard. In this small amphitheater, heavily laden with Nineteenth-Century gilt gadgets and portraits running the whole gamut of the Frenchclassics, a scattered audience was listeningto a soutenance de these. On the sellette, facing the judges, and hence back to theaudience, a familiar russet-colored head.With enviable placidity, a gentle voice wastrying to poke endwise into the rapid fireof Prof. Ascoli's criticism a pointed reply.The russet head and gentle voice, as gentleand firm in French as in English, were thoseof Bill Jones, who was defending his thesis,a critical text, with introduction and notes,of Voltaire's 'L Ingenu' (on sale chezDroz, rue de Tournon). Such affairs are aptto be bloody. Bill came off with honors; infact, the president of the jury, Prof. Mornet, announced, at the end of the engagement: 'Le candidat a etc recu au grade de docteur-es-lettres avec la mention honorable.' Now it is: William R. Jones, Docteurde L'Universite de Paris."
Herm Dudley has left Washington and is now associated with the Rogers, Kellog, Stillson Co., a printing firm, in New York City. He lives at 162 E. 80th St. and his telephone, you John O'Hara fans, is Butterfield 8-0853.
Under the enthusiastic direction of Hal Mackey, the year's schedule of 1933 class dinners started off most successfully on October 29 at the Dartmouth Club. Fourteen were present, including five who had never before attended a meeting. Those present were: Bill Jones, Charles Irwin, Ad Thurber, Al Swan, George Farrand, DickRocker, George Rideout, Dave Evans,Art Oesterheld, John Schneider, HowieWheelock, Stuart Durkee, Harry Robins,Hobart Van Deusen, and Hal Mackey. Hal also includes in his letter describing the above dinner the information that Bill Jones is now teaching at Cathedral School; that George Farrand has a baby who has attained the ripe old age of seven months.
A Hanover letter from Clarence Albaugh: "As you know, I am interning hereat Mary Hitchcock for the year. Last year Iwas night intern at the Deaconess Hospitalin Boston. Among our patients was Fred Awalt's wife, a charming girl, very muchliked, by the hospital staff. This summer Ihad Ted Monahan on my service. He cameup for an operation on an infected hand.He was up in these parts on his honeymoon. Jack Wright reports that his babyson is growing up in the Wright manner.Jack seems to be enjoying his internship atthe Cincinnatti General Hospital. Paul Zamecnik is medical resident at the Huntington Hospital in Boston. Charlie Hinds had another addition to his family thisspring and is now interning at Worcester.
"We are already Reeling the effects ofthe new health service here. Dick's Houseis pretty well filled, and the dispensary isvery active. Although our work is increased, it is gratifying to see the boys coining in to have things checked up beforeany serious consequences result. If I maybe permitted a premature judgment, I amsure that the health status of the studentswill be much superior to what it has beenin the past."
In the October issue of the MAGAZINE, Alva Allen was accused of greeting me as "Bill" Monagan. He files the following affirmative defense.
"Honestly, I don't recall calling you'Bill' when in Hanover last September. Idid notice a sort of bashful reticence aboutyou, but thai may have been caused by mylousy joke about the Psychologists' Convention. But if I did, let our classmates decide which of us is in the right. One usuallythinks of a 'Bill' at a hotel desk, whereasanything to do with a 'John' somehowseems sort of indelicate at so public aplace."
This question is hereby certified to you as the court of last resort. I submit to you that such a defense is frivolous, in that it manifestly offers no basis in law for such a flagrant breach of the reciprocal duty everywhere imposed upon members of the same class. In other words, GNATS!
MANHATTANITES AT MACKEY'S Ad Thurber sent the above snapshot with the following explanatory note: I have included in this letter a snapshot taken during the annual spring beer party last June.Harold Mackey was the host together with his gracious wife.This party was the fourth get-together of the class of '33 this year. We have never hadless than 15 out at a time. There is a very real feeling among the boys in the city andplans are now being made to have a touch football game this fall.
Secretar, 64 Cooke St., Waterbury, Conn
