Class of 1936
Well, here it is again the 10th of the month, and the class notes must soon be whizzing northward. We have just completed a very satisfactory hotel season in Florida, which section of the country has not yet begun to feel the far-reaching effect of the new recession. Our summer address will be at the Toy Town Tavern, Winchendon, Mass.
But to get after the news. Bob Fernald writes, "It's about time to write you what little news there is. I spent a couple of days in Chicago recently and saw my old pal Gibby Sykes, who, as you know, is happily married. He spent three weeks in Florida on his honeymoon, but didn't know your address.
"My big surprise of the month was to go after my car in a Baltimore garage last week and find George Beyer just coming out. He went with Pan-American Airways right after graduation, and after flying over their entire South American route he settled down at the Miami airport. Now he is one of the two fellows handling traffic on the Baltimore-Bermuda run, and as their service expands across the Atlantic, George should really be in a swell spot.
"As I have been away since New Year's and will be until Easter, I have not run into any other Dartmouth fellows."
Jim Whipkey is living in Pittsburgh, Pa.; Vinnie Wentworth is working for the Farrington Mfg. Company in Jamaica Plain, Mass., and we find from information furnished by Mrs. D. G. Robbins, Don Robbins is living at 26 Chauncey St., Cambridge, Mass. Bob Patterson is living in Schenectady, N. Y., and Tommy Monagan is located in Boston. George Washington McCleary writes that he has no news for the column but is still in the merchandising division of Pictorial Review. Raphael Silverman writes that he has had a very pleasant and satisfactory winter in Boston studying music. Ken Lieber is living in Louistown, Pa., and Bill Lee is attending law school in Chevy Chase, Md. Frank Kappler is in the advertising department of the New York Daily News. Norman Henshaw is in Tacoma, Wash. Earl Copp is living in Middleburg, Conn, (we wish we could educate some of our classmates with regard to keeping us posted as to their business activities as well as their address).
George Fraser writes that all's well in Cambridge, Mass., as well as the enthusiastic Gibney, who spends a precious five minutes now and then penning one of his rhetorical gems. Fred Babcock writes: "Have a little bit of news about one of ourclassmates that should interest you. ArtAtkinson is managing the Club Continental in Miami, Fla., being particularlyin charge of the two bars there. For themore fortunate members of our class whoare forced to go to Florida, feel assuredthat Art can and will arrange a few'freedrinks on the house.
"Blair Rainey is commuting from BeaverFalls. Reports have it that he is makinggreat progress in the District Sales Division of the Jones and Laughlin Steel Corporation."
Don Sutherland, whom we hope to see at the Boston Hotel show, writes: "Ilooked for you at Carnival, but had noidea you would be there. There didn't seemto be many there, as a matter of fact, andI can only remember Charlie Brooks, whowas one of the chaperones at the Tri-liaphouse, and. Bob Prentice, who is workingat the General Electric plant in Schenectady with Bob Patterson, as you alreadyknow. Bob Keller was there, with his wife,and Dan Poor was in the vicinity doingsome skiing, although I didn't see him.Perhaps you don't know some of theseboys, but they are all Tri-Kaps in ourclass."
COURAGE MON AMI
A newspaper clipping of February 13 reads as follows: "Miss Barbara H. Perkins,daughter of Mrs. Basil M. Perkins ofJamaica Plan, was married last evening toMr. Harold Gilman Palmer, son of Mr.and Mrs. Raymond H. Pahner of Roslindale. Mr. Palmer prepared for college atthe Roxbury Latin School and was graduated from Dartmouth in 1936. In 1937 hewas graduated from the General MotorsInstitute in Flint, Mich. Mr. and Mrs.Palmer will reside in North Tarrytown,N. Y."
Clipping from the Herald Tribune, February 27: "Miss Righter to be wed inRutherford tomorrow—Marriage to PeterC. Write—Mr. Siffrein Maury Vass Jr. willbe best man—two months' Mediterraneancruise."
Mrs. Peterson announced the marriage of her daughter, Ellyn Jayne Mallick, to Mr. Niels Christian Nielsen on the 26th of February (it takes more than a recession to deter the home-building instincts of the class of 1936—more power to us).
LETTER OF THE MONTH
Barry Sullivan writes newsy bits about our capital; but as matter of fair play, we must point out that there were few contestants for the coveted award of "Letter of the Month."
Sullivan writes—"After carefully going over the March ALUMNI MAGAZINE I decided I had observed a discreet silence long enough.
"Am I glad to live in a town where every Dartmouth man comes sooner or later? George McCleary in his perigrinations 'round the country drops in on me every now and then, and we go out and drink dinner together.
"Tom Parker, who is attached to the Wild Life Institute, has been here a month on business and will be here three or four weeks more, I hope. We gather on Tuesday at the Annapolis Hotel, where the Dartmouth Club has its weekly luncheon.
"I see from Al Gibney's letter in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE that he hasn't figured out the difference between the U. S. 'Capitol' building and the 'Capital' of the United States. Tell him I wouldn't mention it, but he certainly took me over the bumps on 'admirals' coiffeurs,' etc. They are only part of my tribulations.
"Besides handling Navy news I write powerful pieces on the Army (at least I try to convince the city editor they're powerful). This reporting business is a grand life and completely screwy. It suits me. After trickling down to work about the time most people are getting ready for lunch, I mosey around and chat with people until five P.M., and then go to the office and write up what they tell me.
"In the evening I chat with a few more people, write a Sunday story, take in a speech, a dinner, or a discussion of American foreign policy. No one knows what the last-named is, and the discussions always make swell stories.
"Dartmouth night was celebrated here in the usual and completely enjoyable manner.. We had dinner, heard a few speeches, and promptly adjourned across the Annapolis Hotel lobby to the Anchor Room (low lights, music, drinks), where we continued the evening. The singing if anything was louder and worse than is generally the case; it's regularly pretty bad, too. Everyone had a grand time except the other guests in the Anchor Room and the people living in the hotel.
"Drop me a line when you're not too busy. If you get to town, call me at the Washington Post (the phone number is National 3200). The telephone operators know by intuition and experience where to find me. Pass the word along to others coming here that I would like to see them, will you? See you sometime."
Secretary, Lynde Lane, Williams-town, Mass.
