1916*
Our treasurer, Frank Tucker Bobst, may be genial, but he rises up now and then. Frank, as the guest speaker at the annual Vocational dinner at Boston University, told university authorities that The Universities and colleges have not matched theindustrial development of the past fortyyears in training men to take their properplaces in the economic scheme. He called the trial and error method of fumbling vocations as America's most costly postgraduate course.
The offspring of 1916 are doing fairly well for themselves and are bringing honor and glory to their dads. The Robert W. Harvey, secretary of the Class of 1941 at Dartmouth, is the son of our Bob Harvey, now of Longmeadow. Mrs. Bob is the sister of Stirling Wilson, so no wonder the 1916 tradition is a family trait. Kelly Coffin, newly appointed assistant manager of Dartmouth Varsity hockey, is the son of our Jim Coffin. The President of the freshman class at Smith this year is Miss Priscilla Tapley, daughter of our Gil Tapley of Winchester, Mass. Larry Eigner, president of his eighth grade class, is the son of our Ig Eigner of Swampscott.
Our class grandfather, Henry Holmes Green, the Dallas Giant, is a grandfather for the second time. I just wonder what Balmaacan's flying president, one Leigh Rogers says to Grandpappy Green when they meet. Said Rogers wrote to my Kay (who was thrilled by his letter) to tell her red-headed husband "Only an orchid a day, will keep Rogers away."
Here is some news of the silent Judge Phillips, P.H.D., and a few more degrees. Dick Parkhurst on his way home from Canada called on Judge at Glover, Vermont. mont. The Judge is town clerk, sells insurance, rents cottages, is general advisor to the townspeople, and runs the town. The Judge has been decorated by the French government. I have just discovered the Class boasts another Democrat, that is, if my eyes don't deceive me. In the Bridgeport (Connecticut) Post, I saw a picture of one Max Spelke, toastmaster at a banquet of 500 Democrats, flanked by the governor-elect. Max is an orator and toastmaster de luxe, so I'm not wondering the Democrats pledged him.
It would do your heart good to read the letter Kay and I received from Dan Coakley. Dan is feeling fine, is in business for himself, and is waiting for 1944 and another Willkie.
Talk about boosting your business. I had a Xmas card from the Joys and I had to buy a Victrola to find out what message it carried. Bones must be doing a whale of a job for R.C.A.—Victor for Variety, the show magazine pays Leonard Joy a great tribute for unearthing talent.
The. bachelors miss a lot in life, and I'll bet a nickle Ev Parker out in Denver is glad he met Clare, and forsook the socalled freedom of single blessedness. Ev and Clare sent me a picture of little Polly and Betsy taken by the fireplace, just waiting for Santa Claus. The above message is aimed at Rogers, Curtin and Mott, Balmaacan's bachelors.
The Hugh Livingston Coles, Mother, father and four children, spent the month of December in Miami. Business must be good with the Cole Hot Air Stove Company of Chicago. Only the Joe Kennedys and Rockefellers can take the whole family to Florida for a month these days.
The President of the Security National Bank, Brookings, South Dakota,, Horace Fishback, wishes there were Balmaacan business men out in South Dakota to borrow some money from his bank. It must be loaded with the filthy stuff. The Fishbacks are mighty proud of their family of three boys and one girl. Oh, yes, Horace still sings his basso profundo in the Church choir, and at Rotary luncheons.
It was a delight to attend a Musicale at the Hotel Vendome in December and listen to Barbara Bobst sing a Schumann group. And to think her father can't stay on the pitch.
Dr. Phil Dan's out in St. Louis keeps young and enthusiastic as ever. He may live a long way from Hanover but his heart is still at Dartmouth. As Gordon Ferry Hull would say, "the intensity of the Dartmouth heartbeat is as the square of the distance from Hanover." I still know my physics II, even if it took three years to pass it.
Please pay attention to the appeal of Jib Dingwall and his committee for the 1916 Class twenty-fifth Reunion Gift. Just dig out J. B.'s letter after reaching the MAGAZINE and send in your pledge.
See you at the 25th in June.
Secretary, 37 Maple St., Stoneham, Mass.
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