1931*
The secretary's lot is a happy one when the support and help he gets is as generous as that which you fellows have given in the past few months. Although we have not gone over the top as yet on our Class dues, we hope to by the time this goes to press. Along with these checks the letters which have come in have been both encouraging and interesting and have brought us up to date on the "going's on" of a lot of the gang.
Of particular interest was a letter from Chuck Robinson—underwriter for the Employers Mutuals in Omaha, Neb. Besides telling us about the 'birth of a daughter-Ruth—at the home of Ralph and Mary Wardle at Omaha University where Ralph is a Professor of English, Chuck reports that he and Mary (not Ralph's Mary, but his own) had just had a fine vacation at the expense of the Pullman Co. as a result of their winning one of the prizes in the Pullman Car Naming Contest. The prize was a trip to the World's Fair in New York with a couple of hundred bucks for spending money. The winning name selected was "Streampacer." And as Chuck himself adds "whatever that is?". At any rate, Chuck, it was mighty swell to win and you and your good wife have revived our own faith in advertising contests and if you hear that the McAllisters have won a carton of Huskies (this is not a paid ad Mr. Rolfe) or somethin' it will be because of your "Streampacer." May you win many more contests.
In the last issue many of you may have noted the appointment of Ralph Hunter as instructor at the Medical School in Hanover. Ralph got his M.D. at Johns Hopkins in 1934 and the work that he has done since then has been of such calibre as to bring this appointment. Congratulations, Ralph.
Note from "hammer thrower" Vic King reports that he has just opened a branch office for his law firm—Hopkins and King-in Bound Brook, N. J. Vic extends the hand of welcome to all thirty-oners who may get a chance to be in the neighborhood. Besides showing you his new office, with coaxing (and not too much either, eh, Vic?) he'll show you the next Dartmouth hammer thrower of note—young Vic of the Class of '60.
Chan Griggs of the Civil Aeronautics Authority in Washington tells us that last July he had a grand trip to Clinton, South Carolina and thence up the Skyline Drive, then to West Point and on up to Montreal and Hanover. The best part of the trip was that Chan was accompanied by his bride Miss Emmie Young Adair, of Clinton. Congratulations to you both and welcome, Emmie, to thirty-one.
A long letter from Top Clubber Dutch Holland one of the New York Life's stellar representatives in the Big City. Dutch is trying to get two months work done in six weeks so that he and the family can get down to Louisiana for the Xmas holidays. Dutch also reports that Al Sutton tripped up the aisle with Miss Joan Myers of White Plains on Oct. 7 th. Report has it that Joan is a very lovely little lady and that Al is a really lucky guy. Al is in the real estate business and is the manager of Hearn Real Estate Co. in New York City. On Oct. 28th, Johnny Chamberlain and Miss Ellen Weir were initiated into the fold at Erie, Pa. Ellen we understand is likewise a most attractive gal and one that we should all look forward to meeting at the tenth. Congratulations all four of you.
In the new arrival department, it's a boy at the home of Telephoners Johnny and Lucy Cogswell at Riverhead, L. I. and a girl for the Ryans—Mike and Alice—in Chicago, where Mike is a buyer for Montgomery Ward. Seems to me that this boy vs. girl competition must be pretty close and any day now we're going to get that Tuck School Statistics book out and go to work on some figures. Orchids to the four of you.
Another of our more learned brethern has also just gotten himself a new job and a better one. Ned Sanford resigned last summer from the staff at Williams College to accept a grant from the Carnegie Corp., to undertake a study at the University of Chicago. Ned and his wife are now entrenched for the winter in the shadows of Stagg Field's turretted towers.
More news in the new job line is that Hal Radin after recovering from a long illness has located with a bakers' and confectioners' firm in Los Angeles and that Bill Schuldenfrei is now practically the rug department at the "Now you can charge it" R. H. Macy Co. This since last summer when he was made the rug buyer and crashed the New York Times. An authoritative source has it that when Bill received notice of this his comment was I owe it allto Tuck School. Another member of this triumverate, Will Lapidus, can be found outside the entrance of his Auto Supply business anxiously scanning the sky and hoping for snow so that some of those auto chains will move and return a profit to the firm.
A note from Harry Walker with the H. G. Smithy Co. in Washington, D. C. tells us that he is kept busy literally night and day arranging construction loans and Housing loans on home owned and business property. Any of youse guys down Washington, Maryland, and Virginia way who are thinking of building better look Harry up.
Dick Porter also down Washington way reports that his work is that of "securities analyst" and that he spends his time trying to pick holes (if any) in registration statements and prospectuses filed under the Securities Act so that the lambs among our investing public won't be shorn too closely. The job we understand is also known as "lambstringing legitimate business." Congratulations, too, Dick on that fine new boy at your house—Frederick Briggs Porter. Dick also reports that he is having a chance to put into operation much of his Tuck School larnin'. Looks like some of us ought to dig out those old books and go to work on them—maybe we could get us a raise.
Spence Cram on his mid-summer jaunt ran into Bat Austin in Hartford and then saw only one other thirty-oner Frank Quinn in his tour of ten states.
Short note from Ned Pitkin who is teaching English and acting as Director of Extra Curricular Activities at the Glens Falls, N. Y., Junior High School, says that he is enjoying life and his work even if his townis Insurance ridden. Ned, ain't you shamed? Don't be giving these other guys ideas. Ned will finish his work for his Master's degree next summer at New York University.
A long letter from Jim Frame in Philly "Dr.Elgene Smith is in the laboratory of the Sun Oil Cos. in Marcus Hook, Pa. and if your only address is 1608 Walnut St. you'd better hold up sending the ALUMNI MAGAZINE because I doubt if he'd get it. I had a helluva time finding him myself. Bill Lyons is also down at the Sun Oil plant in the Paymaster's Dept. He seems to like it aside from the screwy hours due to the fact that he has to meet every boat that docks regardless of the time of day or night. Bill threw his hat into the political ring this fall and came mighty close to being elected as Commissioner on the School Board. The vote was close. (Better luck next time Bill).. .. North of Marcus Hook in Eddystone is Ted Dabrowski running the lab at the Eddystone Manufacturing Cos. Ted is fine and living in nearby Glenolden. ... Still farther north is Bill Wilson of the Kellett Autogiro Corp. Bill is the Publicity Director there part of the time and the balance of the time is spent with that journal of journals, the Philadelphia DailyNews.... We see a lot of Ed Studwell who lives nearby. Ed has just bought a beautiful new home in Elkins Park and deserves a prize or at least honorable mention for being the thirty-oner best able to take it. He leaves the house at between 5 and 6 a.m.—drives 200 miles, makes about 18 calls and then gets home about 8 p.m. (Ed. note: What a schedule—and some of us think we work hard).... As for that rep. robate Dickerman, he left Philadelphia and the Stephen Girard Hotel about Sept. 1st for Hollywood, Calif, when after get. ting tired of the hotel business he took an opportunity with an oil company. He'll be missed in Philly where he had become a leader of Dartmouth activity."
Jim saw Fred Tetzlaff with whom your scribe also spoke on the phone when he was in Providence earlier in the Fall. Fred is the head of his Department in the U. S. Rubber Cos. in Providence and when seen by Jim was just returning from Wilmington, Del., where he had been to straighten out some trouble at the Pusey and Jones Corp. Just prior to that Cubby Miller had spent an evening with Jim. Cubby was in Philadelphia to buy a years supply of wall paper for the Norfolk Paint and Varnish Cos. of Boston for whom he is the sales manager of the stores outside of Boston.
Monk McCord, advertising research head of Lennen & Mitchell, New York City, in whose reception room, by the way, you can see a real collection of the famous Petty cartoons. This room is filled with the pictures of these females known for their scanty attire and breath taking curves, all of which makes waiting no hardship. Mac writes that Jim Rice blew into his officeone week-end a short time ago, Jim beingthere with a General Motors Convention.Between mouthfuls of beer, he reportedthat my Ohio pals of yesteryear—Toomey,Metteson, and Flynn—were all doingnicely. Chuck, alias "Where's", alias "Laddie" O'Neill blew in one Saturday and wefought the war for awhile over what youinsurance boys call "an occasional highball" and in the course of conversation 1gathered that he (O'Neill) had sold optionson a play he had written—the full detailsI did not get.
And at long last—a word from Gray Magee whose following letter speaks for itself—
"Many, many years ago on one of New England's best fall days, a skinny kid named "Magoo" (all rights reserved by J. H. Reno Ltd. & Co.) came out of the West and landed wide eyed and plump in the middle of Dartmouth's lap. His toughest job in that fine day was to convince his Eastern classmates that there were no Indians loose in St. Louis and the vicinity. I never realized at that time how truly I spoke—there still aren't any "Indians" out here, that is, none from the 1931 Reservations. You, Dick Fisher, Jack Reno, and Rod Hatcher over the last eight years stand out as pleasant refutations to my story. And last summer I ran into "Sugar Daddy" Forshea Fussel in Kansas City where he is Kansas City's leading sugar broker.
"As for myself, I have deserted Mother Bell—South Western Bell Telephone—for the Business Managership and Assistant Superintending of my old prep school-Western Military Academy here in Alton, Illinois (Adv.)—(O. K.)—Gray, so it's not a paid advertisement, but we'll give it a plug. Although I have only been at it a year last September, I've already acquired a baggy tweed suit, a more absent mind and an extra dozen pipes. So far it has been like going back to school—the only difference being that I get paid for it."
And speaking of Indians from the 1931 Reservation, our mention of the Class picnic a few issues ago brought forth these two pictures from an anonymous source-with the suggestion that a "brimful cup" be offered to the one who could name all the warriors and members of the tribe shown, and the place. That sounds like a good idea and maybe at the tenth we can have the cup even if we can't name them all, it's fun trying. And to the man who wins—paging Chuck Robinson—by naming the braves, we'll make the promise that the "cup" will not be filled with near beer spiked with alcohol as it was one time— What a day! ! Remember?
Limited space makes it impossible to report on all the letters we have received, but we will pass the news on in our next issue.
'Till then, your Secretary wishes each and every one of you a Merry, Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday Season!
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