1938*
The Boston dinner went off with a bang, though a tax report due at Harvard Business kept a few of the boys away. About 75 showed up, voted for dinners every two months and a beer and softball party in the spring, which right away should bring up a wave of memories. A permanent Boston committee of Bob Carroll, Ed White, Johnny Emerson, George Kingsbury, and Jim Chandler was elected to take care of all future get-togethers. The Dartmouth Outing Club at Groton has been suggested as a possible site for the picnic. Sid Cardozo is still busy with the class movies, and they ought to be ready for presentation soon. 30 showed up for the February N. Y. dinner for the usual jollities. March 8 is the next one at the Dartmouth Club.
Cy MacKinnon and Helen Wiggles- worth, the former of widow's peak fame, were married February 35 at LaGorce Is- land, Miami, and are now at home at Rural Delivery No. 3, Cambridge, Ohio. I think that should place them a little outside of town. Howie Casler pulled a sneak without my knowing about it- married Polly Greene, and they're living in South Orange, with Howie commuting to Newark each morning for Proctor and Gamble. McMurtrie, torn between the wiles of Valarie Parks (of somewhat questionable fame) and Marjorie McCullough, Wellesley, planted his pin for the 73d time —on the latter. That about finishes the Dorothy Dix department for this column.
Dick Farrington and Tommy Towne are with Steve Adams at Wharton School, taking business administration, Gordon MacMeekin is with Household Finance in Union City, N. J., Bill Comfort, ex, is selling insurance in Cleveland for the Mutual Life of New York, and Roy Duck- worth is in the advertising department of the N. Y. Daily News. Mallory is in the publicity department of N.8.C., and looking his usual placid self on Sunday mornings at home. Bob Emlen is a salesman for Row, Peterson, & Co., publishers of school books. He says, "Teachers invariably leap and scream (I'll bet) when they see the pretty pictures in our primer and preprimer and pre-pre-primer. Of course I meet a few of seventy years and up who consider it beneath their dignity to express their enthusiasm for our books in such a way. But I can usually break down that sophisticated outer shell by passing a few remarks about how the teaching of reading has changed since "you and I learned to read." This arbitrary way of taking fifty years from the age of the old girl will have one of two reactions. Either a shy blush and giggle, which will mean a pretty good order in the future, or it may get me thrown out of the place once and for all."
Ted Hunter won the Massachusetts Downhill Championship at Mt. Greylock January 29. The N. Y. Times records his running in the U.S.E.A.S.A. sponsored open downhill championships at Mount Mansfield, February 4. "First to hurtle down the snow-packed run, always a nemesis for the former Dartmouth ace and American Olympian whose prowess is internationally known, Ted ran into difficulty about one-third down the course. Having safely negotiated 'Seven Corners,' a series of sharp turns, Hunter elected to take the outer edge of the run to make better time. Just before approaching the first steep 'Schuss,' the ex-Green ace hit an icy bump which sent him catapulting through the air. He sought vainly to gain control of his steel edges, but the momentum sent him crashing against a tree. When he failed to stir, the first-aid patrolman came to his rescue. It was evident that Ted, who rarely spills, was badly hurt, with either a fractured hip or a broken thigh. History repeated itself when Hunter drew No. 1. Last year he was the first skier and broke his hickory runners 500 feet from the end of the run with victory apparently in his grasp." The winner's time for the day was 2:20.2, with Ed Meservey clocking 2:32.4.
Robb Kelley is at Northwestern Law School, Johnny Meachem was working for the telephone company, but so far as I know, has changed; Art Stone went to Harvard summer school, Lew Parker is taking his Master's in history at Columbia, and Harry Rasmussen doing the same in economics. Art Robbins is at M.I.T. Wade Gayer is with the Sealright Cos., in Fulton, N. Y., George Johnston is working for some Canadian exporter in New York, and Bob Tabor is a doorman with W. T. Grant Cos., in Brooklyn. Joe VanDenburg is with the Babylon Leader in Babylon, Long Is- land, Dick Tisdale was a sightseeing lec- turer in Boston last summer for the Rawd- ing Bus Lines, but I don't know what he's doing now. Ralph Hossman is a reporter for the Boston-Herald-Traveler, and Lou Fortuna is in Washington, studying for the foreign service. Sandy Mills, still with Metal Partitions, tells me that Jack Ste- phens won a shag contest at the Statler in Cleveland last summer—got a free meal ticket, but had to leave the next day, so couldn't use it. "Our family's been eating on it for the last three months."
Our rooms here in Hartford have temporarily been turned into the class Alumni Fund headquarters, with Walls getting all set to put it to you in the spring. Get set for an onslaught. Brad Tyndall is on the mayor's council of Attleboro in charge of the police and fire departments. Rod Wurster is selling contracts for Investors' Syndicate in Williamsport, Pa. From Dick Sherwin—"You speak of This Week in an unfortunately breezy tone. The dead are due some reverence, for in the midst of the Christmas festivities, the sheet wriggled once or twice, took a last despairing look at the circle of leering creditors disguised as carol singers, and sank into a sea of red ink. Wish I'd taken one of those Eccy courses where they tell you that the money coming in should be just a little more than the money going out. Despite losing everything down to one D.C.A.C. quarter- sleeve and a slightly baggy '38 blazer, though, I think I learned more of the inside details of magazine publishing with our choleric miniature, than I would with five years' work in other climes. You can sit up with them, pat them on the head, burn candles, and wave censers, but the same damn figures are there the next morning. I will be in Worcester until next June at least, handling the sale of advertising and the editorial details of a convention program for the New England Councils of the Commercial Travelers." Says that Charlie Keyes is selling rugs. Joe Stein is at the Harvard School of Architecture. Hal Storch is at N.Y.U. Law School. Bob Feineman has been made a vice president of Feineman Brothers, Inc., outfitters, in Rochester, N. H. Archibald finally crashed through with his annual letter, saying that he's back in the academic harness, taking his Master's in education at the University of California. He's rooming with Frank Newman, who's at the Law School. Wendell Lake is with AtlanticMonthly in Boston. He wrote a play for the Tuberculosis Association, which was produced over the radio. Phil Harty is going to Bryant and Stratton business school in Boston now, Dick Francis is with General Foods, Ed White is in the sales promotional end of Hood's, Dick Lewis is playing hockey with the Boston Olympics, Bill McNeil is manager of a dairy products plant, Frank Cannell is with Lever Bros., Parker Holden is a claim investigator for the Automobile Insurance Co., Leighton Tuck is with the East Cambridge Trust Cos., and that about finishes the Boston scene. Vin Sherman is in Key West, Fla., working for the government and doing some sketching—smokes long black cigars in the daytime, and what he does at night is his own business. Nate Straus is in the Bank of the Manhattan Co. on Wall St.
Johnny Llewellyn, ex, is with the Chicago Malleable Castings Co., Sereno Sheldon, ex, is in the N. Y. Stock Exchange, Terry Hollern, ex, is in the sales department of Pillsbury Flour Mills in Detroit, and Phil Beatman, ex, is living the life of a farmer in Harpersville, N. Y. Art Van Kirk is making credit reports and investigations for the Hooper-Holmes Bureau in Milwaukee. Jack Donovan is in Detroit for a year's training in the export office of General Motors Overseas Operations. Jack Renchard, in the same city—the City of Champions—is with J. L. Hudson Co., "the second largest department store in the States, Macy's being the first. I'm a salesman in the Boys' Department." Forgot to mention in my previous letters that John O'Neill and Dick Stoughton are at Harvard Business. That brings the total up to 27 there. Prescott Downer, ex, is with Paine, Weber & Co., a bond house in Boston, Bill Sullivan, ex, is a ticket agent for Greyhound Bus in Portland, Me. Irv Stronach is a hog caller for the Waldorf Restaurant chain. He's in the Central Square one in Boston at the moment, if you want to get a glimpse of him. Don Clarke is teaching at Kimball Union Academy. George Nichols is in the General Motors Parade of Progress, traveling the country as secretary to the director. From Dana, "Those two peas ((Perryman and Pollack) live in a small pod just off 70th St., near the East River—in fact a strong wind would blow them in. Perryman divides his time between arguing with Pollack over the course of arteries and veins, and dreaming about a little blonde beauty from Red Oaks, lowa. Smillie continues to pass two and a half hours of the day climbing on and off trains in his commutation from Scarsdale to the cadaver and back again. Sheriff Gordon, who occasionally shows a streak of religion (his religion being more alcoholic than ethereal, being more of the ferment than of the firmament) has envisioned the day of judgment when all the bodies in the anatomy room will seek their missing pieces.
Last minute flashes—Bud Wright's engagement to Jan Miner was announced. Jack Hull is with J. J. Newberry in Asbury Park, Harry Ham is at Boston University Law School, and Harry Page is working here in Hartford for Firestone Tire & Rubber.
There will be a 1938 class dance at the Dartmouth Club in New York, March 11, at $1.00 a couple.
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