1931

Bearing in mind that repetition is a dangerous thing, it's necessary for me to risk it because at this writing I have not seen the November issue of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE, in which I imagine Beany Thorn has made some comment on the necessity of having someone relieve Ed Gruen in his duties as class secretary. This is due to the fact that Ed has just received a nice promotion with the Gulf Oil. This however has made it necessary for Ed to do a lot of road work, and he does not feel that he can do justice to you in this column because of that fact. Ed asked Beany to take over, but as you well know Beany has all he can do with the Alumni Fund and the class treasury, so he in turn has asked me to substitute for him. Your scribe from now on therefore will be "a substitute for a substitute." It's a real honor and a pleasure for me to be undertaking to fill the shoes of Jack Warwick, Ed, and Beany and with a little help from you fellows we can make this column the real news report of the month in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE.

Speaking of news, Beany himself says, "I can report that at the Yale game I ran into Alderman Chub Hetfield; Rod Greig from Buffalo; Rog Donner from Albany; and Jack Warwick. In fact we sat next to Rod and found him the same as ever. Oh, yes, almost forgot to mention Dick Chase. He's so small he attracts little attention, you know.?????? (Question marks belong to the editor, who is somewhat in sympathy with brother Chase.) What do you say, Dick? Let's have a rebuttal.

At the Princeton game, to which my wife and I made the long trek from Pittsburgh, we sat with Shep Wolff, Frankie Hodson, Len Clark, and their wives. It was like old home week. After the game we returned to Hodson's and saw Dick Cukor and his wife and Monk McCord. It was a swell party, and we got back here to the Smoky City a tired but happy couple. No sooner had we gotten back than we had an announcement from the McCords that there had come to their house a lovely baby girl, Louise Clayton McCord, on October 13. Congratulations to you both, Monk and Alice.

Congratulations and best wishes are also due to Bob Dickey and Miss Barbara Barrow, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Barrow, who were married on October 15, at Lebanon, N. H. Welcome to the class of '31, Barbara, and may you have many years of happiness together.

Those of you in the class who are members of the insurance fraternity probably got as much kick as I did out of hearing of the fine talk which Jake Warwick made at the National Convention of Life Underwriters at Houston, Texas. Jack addressed the Million Dollar Round Table, which consists of the biggest shots in the insurance field, and did such a splendid job that the various insurance magazines have printed his talk in full.

By the time that this article gets into print the football season will be over, and we will know how the Big Green will have fared against both Cornell and Stanford. I don't know how many of you fellows have often wondered, as I have, as to just how we might do against clubs like Pittsburgh and Carnegie Tech. I was one of the fortunate ones who was able to get a seat at the Pitt-Tech game in which Pitt was upset. After having seen our fellows operate against Princeton, I believe that we would be well matched with either Pitt or Tech and it would be one swell game. Incidentally here is one that was reported to have been heard in the Princeton game. After one of the Princeton tackles had been ridden out pretty badly, on their way back to line up, one of the Dartmouth men was heard to remark, "Say, buddy, the next time we take you for a ride like that, drop in a car check."

It is going to be a real pleasure for me to help out with the column from now on, and if "youse guys" will give us a little news from time to time we can do a job.

What do you say?—Unlimber those right hands—get out your pens—buy some inkspend a penny on a post card (if you don't want to write more) and to hell with the expense. Let's hear from you.

Acting Secretary, 1619 Oliver Building, Pittsburgh, Pa.