Class Notes

Class of 1916

April 1937 John P. English
Class Notes
Class of 1916
April 1937 John P. English

In the greatest class that ever graduated from Dartmouth College, you are bound to find champions in all walks of life. I picked up the New York Times of February 14, and I wasn't a mite surprised to find, 1916 boasted another state champion, in one C. Carleton Coffin, "Jim" to you, who had just won the contract bridge championship of New Hampshire.

Yes, sir, if you read the papers, you will find Balmacaaners going places, seeing things, and doing people. In February 12 Time I read of an intimate dinner group at the White House that included Roswell Foster Magill. Among those present at a swanky dinner at the Hotel Ritz Carleton, I saw the names of the Lapierres of Concord, Mass. The social season has been on in full swing, the Parkhursts have just returned from Bermuda, the Kileys from Florida, and the Pelletiers have been enjoying the radiant sunshine and balmy breezes of New Britain, Conn.

My new found prospector, Prof. Fletch Andrews, found a couple of nuggets this time, and produced news from Bill McKenzie and Ken Henderson. Bill, from Akron, the land of sit-downers, writes that he has a few feet of film, taken at Reunion, which show beyond a particle of doubt, who held up the performance of Julius Caesar by the Dartmouth Players, the Saturday evening of Reunion. Someone stole the Roman gladiator's hat, and of course, without a hat, they couldn't perform. They tell me, Gladys, it's a grand picture. If our genial president Johnny Pell will visit the McKenzies on his next trip west, Bill will become bighearted and present it for the class archives. At last, I'll see myself in the movies. Bill took pictures of me at Lake Morey. Bill, are you sure I was sober?

Fletch produced news of Dittos' vice president and treasurer, Ken Henderson. Ken lives in Winnetka, has a boy and a girl, not yet old enough to think of college. One Hugh Livingston Cole is now president of the Cole Hot Blast Manufacturing Company (long name for such a small fellow). In 1933 Livy shook things up, reorganized the company, and they are making money hand over fist. (Please note this, Pete Cleaves, and up Livy's Alumni Fund 200%.) Livy is a proud father of four.

Joe Cheney is a sales consultant in Chicago, if you please, and take a look at some of his clients, if you don't believe Joe is going places. The Hurley Manufacturing Company, Commonwealth Edison, Republic Flow Meter, and Acme Visible Record Company, are just a few of his clients. Best of all, Joe has a son, who will be ready for Dartmouth in 1938. Bob Sherer is in the insurance business in Evanston, and Dewitt Stillman is with the HOLC, and also lives in Winnetka. Do you wonder I call Fletch "The Nugget," getting all this news for us.

Dick Parkhurst came through with news of Dan Lindsley, who is now located at J. H. Baxter & Company, 601 West Fifth St., Los Angeles. Dan has been in the wood preservation business (whatever that is), and he sees Bob Thieme and Shorty Hitchcock occasionally. Dan, can you get a rise out of one Daniel Webster Coakley, just around the corner from you at 210 West Seventh St.? Tell that Irishman for me, Dan, that I'm ready to do a job on him, if he doesn't write me.

John Ames, writes me that Alec Dean, sailed late last fall on a round the world cruise, and plans to study Italian, Chinese, and Japanese drama. This news should go in the society section of the notes.

Talk about a traveling secretary, we missed a bet in not making "Cap" Carey State Mutual Life Assurance Company's Rhode Island general agent, our secretary. Cap gave me news of Fred Da Costa, whom he sees frequently in Providence, Jess Fenno, aviator de luxe, and head of the Providence Airport, and Dr. "Shorty" Shaw, who is looking like a million dollars these days. I understand from Cap that Tony Garcia has not only done a grand job, making and marketing Garcia Vega Cigars (free ad.), but is a specialist in making and decorating Christmas trees. Cap wonders how you got the tree out of the cellar up to the living room, after the job was done.

Gap recalled to me after his visit with Ed Riley, why the pair of us received so many twenty-four hour notices from the Dean. I can remember three times, I was called to the office, because of Ed Riley, the Monkeys' hot penny, shining the mirror into Eric the Red's classroom, from our room, and the bull's eye on the head of Edson '13 with the ten-pound paper bag filled with water. As the Dean said, the first time might have been an accident, the second offense, a coincidence, but the third time from the same room, it was very, very suspicious. Aren't you just a bit sorry, Ed, that you placed two meek little freshmen, Cap and me, in such a predicament.

Announcement just received of the formation of Shanahan & Ekstrom of Concord and Manchester, N. H., for the general practice of accounting. Jim has left the Bureau of Internal Revenue after 15 years. Good luck, Jim.

Dan Dinsmoor has just built himself a new home at 335 Bristol Road, Webster Groves, Mo., and hopes, as he states, to own it some day. Dan doesn't like the St. Louis papers any too well for their neglect of Dartmouth news. All business stopped the other day,—Max Bernkopf called me to rush to his office, and there I found our oil tycoon, Bailey Van Ness Emery from Tulsa, Okla. John Little, Max, Bailey, and I repaired to the Parker House for lunch and three hours of talk. We solved the problems of the world, why and how we live. It was a grand bull session. Bailey is president of the Dixie Oil & Gas Company.

I wish you could see the picture that Honey Abraham sent me of his four children. If the oldest child, a girl, had only been a boy, it would be possible for Honey to have four sons in Dartmouth at some time in the future. Honey had a reunion with Freddie Bailey, who was passing through Burlington. He writes me that Judge Phillips, a full-fledged professor, has returned home to be with his aged father, a noted taxidermist, and to write books, another author in our class. Al Lawton is living in Essex Junction, Vt., and is supervisor of education in that area. Honey ran across Marty Linehan in the elevator of the Dewitt Clinton Hotel in Albany. Marty is associated with the salt industry in New York state. Honey tells me that he hasn't seen Mason Huse of Brattle-boro, Vermont's big bond man, in over a year.

This man Honey Abraham not only is a proud father, but also a proud owner of a 30-foot Chris Craft, with a 250 Hp motor that churns the waves of Lake Champlain at 44 miles per hour. I wish some Balmacaaner would check up this item of news.

Honey's five-year-old daughter is a star skater and skier, his oldest son, three and a half years old, is being groomed for a Dartmouth end, the two-year-old boy for the backfield, but Honey isn't ready to predict as yet the career of the eight-monthsold son.

Max Bernkopf tells me that he received a letter from Carl Merryman, the 1916 prize debater. Carl is president of Dur-o-Lite and is located at 1001 North 25th Ave., Melrose Park, Ill.

Charlie Gammons is now living in Wilmington, Del., and is a director of the legal department of Atlas Powder. Is Atlas Powder a buy, Charlie?

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