Class of 1933
From Hanover via Mr. Albert I. Dickerson's Bulletin has come the long-awaited news that the duck-boards are down on the campus. Thus, it seems safe to announce that spring is in the offing, subject, of course, to at least two sizable snow storms.
Hard on the heels of spring, you will remember, comes the Alumni Fund campaign, and we make mention of this to remind you that it is high time that you started hoarding those bright, new coppers into neat little piles and putting them in a handy spot so that Lym Wakefield and his boys can practice a little benevolent larceny.
1933 DOMESTIC
We see Dan Rollins nearly every Monday and Tuesday morning in Austin Hall, where he pauses to enjoy an after-breakfast cigaret before plunging into the intricacies of Taxation. At these times he is the sober, unemotional man of the law, viewing what little there is to be viewed in Austin Hall in the cold light of reason. But, Sunday afternoon, as we strolled along Boylston St.,. we were granted a brief glimpse at a vastly different Rollins. This time, it was the man of family.
Just as we reached the Square, we saw a big sedan come tooling down Mass. Avenue. At the wheel was the aforementioned Rollins, pere. In the back seat was la mere Rollins with the baby in her arms. And all over the front seat in a variety of amazing convolutions was Rollins fits. Here was domestic bliss in a large Studebaker rolling over the river and through the woods to grandfather's house in Brookline. The smile on the face of the proud father was positively seraphic.
And while we are on this domestic note we had better include a clipping taken from the Boston Herald of March 26. It is a section of a news item concerning the annual skating carnival held at the Boston Arena.
The show also had its hilarious moments.... provided mostly by the exceedinglyclever antics of Mrs. William H. King, theformer Suzanne Davis, who was also theoutstanding comedienne of last year's carnival' She has one Chaplinesque dance whichis as great in its way as is Chaplin's ownmimicry. And as a very old, but energeticWltch .... she made the house rock withlaughter."
From 1421 Arch St., Philadelphia, Ted Monahan sends the following announcement, clipped from a Pawtucket, R. 1., paper: "Mr. and Mrs. Peter J. Ariente ofSaylesuille announce the engagement oftheir daughter, Miss Marion Ariente, toMr. Theodore Vail Monahan MissAriente graduated in 1935 from SimmonsCollege. Mr. Monahan graduated fromDartmouth College in 1933 and from theHarvard Graduate School of Business Administration in 1935."
No date has been set, says Ted. He is working for Rohm and Haas in Phila. and has seen Harv Wood and Jack Loose. When he wrote, he was planning a reunion in New York with Arch Lade.
If the spring hasn't stirred up your wanderlust, try this letter from Fritz Meyer, written on board the S. S. Washington and dated Feb. 37, 1936:
I was riding a bike last summerthrough Germany and Switzerland. I hada scholarship to study German at Munich.My bumming expedition in this neck of thewoods took me to see a lot of interestingplaces. Saw the Rhine and lived in the valley of the Mosel River for a while, wherethe good wine comes from. Had a greattime jumping fences at the World's Fair atBrussels. Lived all the summer and fall inthe youth hostels, which are very much likeour Outing Club cabins. I rode to Londonon my bike, and then I was washing dishesthere and along came Harry Espenscheid,and we went out to Oxford and went to alecture on the labor movement. It got coldand I hitch-hiked all through Scotland andthen got to Bergen, Norway.
"Holy Mackerel, that's where I wentwrong all right. It was night most of thetime, and I was sure in the ski country. Irode the freights (and what a ride that was)to Oslo up over the snow-covered mountains with sub-zero Mt. Washington andHanover coldness. (Something I can't forget.) Had a great time in Oslo, staying witha friend of a friend of mine. Then I hitchhiked through Sweden, Denmark, and Germany and to Kitzbuhel, and that's where Iwas when the ALUMNI MAGAZINE camealong.
". . . . Warm weather came then, and Igot spring fever and I got to thinking ofHanover, so I decided that I'd better getback to the States. Down at the docks inHamburg, I signed on the Washington sailing for New York at $35 a month.
"Oh, it's great to be aboard one of thefastest and best ships, and hot water andshowers and good food, good coffee andlots of oranges.
"Right now we're pulling into Southampton, England, and then it won't be longand we'll be out) on the waves of the Atlantic, pointing, for New York."
Sid Stoneman has been working hard lately and we've seen him in the library quite frequently. His present tremendous waist-line brings to mind the Gilbertian hero "who's fond of his dinner and doesn't get thinner on bottled beer and chops."
Secretary, Morris c 31, Soldiers Field, Boston
