Class of 1909

Dick Lord is conducting a customers' survey for the Whiting Milk Company, turning in an excellent performance, and is just as happy, sassy, and full of zip as ever. If the hair on Dick's head was all that it used to be, you couldn't tell the difference between his appearance now and his appearance when he spent his time yodeling in the corridors of Wheeler Hall freshman year.

It has been something over five months since I have received any communication containing news of any classmate, and I have been tied to my desk so thoroughly that I have had very little opportunity to see even the Boston members of the class. Won't those of you who read this sit down and write me something about yourselves and the last classmate you have seen? One of these days my imagination will go on a sit-down strike, and this place will be filled solely by about three asterisks. Also, we still owe Art Rotch about $90 on the Class Report, and should think his patience would be more than exhausted. Will those of you who have not contributed send in your dollar and a half so that we can pay up?

For quite a few years our classmates in general, like everyone else, have been suffering from the business depression, and most of us have had to work pretty hard to keep up with our current bills. It's refreshing to find some of the members of the class, Jim Tuttle, Herb Hawes, Dan Watson, Dick Locke, at al., reporting business improvement and appreciable profits for 1936. Hope 1937 goes that way for all of us.

Secretary, Atlantic National Bank Bldg. 100 Milk St., Boston