1939*
HERE AND THERE
From George Hanna—"Went to see Steve Bradley and wife in Abe Lincoln inIllinois and they really gave a magnificent performance. I expect to join the Army in June, but may jump the gun a little by joining the Marine Corps Officers Training School in Quantico.... My basketball team at Mount Hermon managed to squeeze out two wins during its gruelling five game schedule this winter and I'm now busy coaching the baseball team. Saw Howie Johnston at Smith not long ago and he reports that both he and 'Doc' Jessup are progressing well in Med. School between week-end brawls"... .Incidently, for the benefit of those interested—Georgie has a new moniker—"Practically Invisible."
Hank "Greaser Gonk" Mills writes from Randolph Field that all is going well especially with the Dartmouth boys in the Air Corps. While on the subject of military service—Bob Catherine is now an Ensign on the U.S.S. Wichita and Jim Brenner has been promoted to Corporal at Fort Dix. Bob Field is now officering on the new U.S.S. North Carolina and if you looked hard enough you could have seen his picture on the deck in the recent edition of Life. From Bob Howe—"l left near the end of the International Business Machine's training course to try my hand at Army life....as a matter of fact a low lottery number had something to do with my present occupation. Spent three weeks at Camp Devens near Boston and have since been transferred to the Boston Army Base to supervise an IBM installation of machines handling all personnel in the First Corps Area. I'm plenty satisfied with this assignment, for we get every night off from 4:30 P.M. until 7:00 A.M. and every week-end off from 1:00 P.M. Saturday—an hour of drill a day, no guard or K P duty—what more could a soldier ask for?" From Dick Hobbs who is about to start working for Uncle Sam's Army we learn—"l was quite surprised to have one out of a carload of soldiers hail me the other day as I stood m front of my house—the lucky boy was none other than Bob Yeuell—quite natty in his uniform." Ed Daley and Jim Fuller get their commissions in the Army this June. They've been studying meteorology at M.I.T. for Uncle Sam and after graduation as Jim said—"we'll be getting serious about Cirrus." Jim goes on—"Dropped in on the Dick Jacksons a while ago and I'd like them to be appointed a committee of two to head the marital bureau for the class. Jax is the busy business man about town and Mary is certainly at home with her newfangled pots etc. in the kitchen. They certainly are the ideal couple."
Fred Fiigon writes from Fort Dix that the Army isn't half bad, and that there are plenty of opportunities for college men (keep your hopes up you draftees). Fred, incidently, is about to be sent to a three months' Officers Training School after which he'll come out with a commission.
Bill Risley writes from California that he is about to get his C.A.A. commercial flying license, and more important, he is soon to be a proud pappy. Rumor has it that Bob Fletcher is seriously considering asking a certain young and pretty Miss to be his wife if he can take enough time off from his famous polo team. Incidently, if any of you fellows in and around Connecticut would like another picnic at Clem Burnap's Farm—contact Clem immediately at M.I.T. and he'll start the ball rolling.
DOWN THE AISLE
From Minneapolis way comes the news that Art Larkin finally convinced Peggy Davis that he was the only guy. Art has a date with the Navy Midshipman's School before he and Peggy can get married, so for the present, plans are rather indefinite. Dayton was the place—the decorations were those of a ship—the engaged couple were Miss Ann Lautenslager and Midshipman Warner Kiefaber—to add a little more of a Naval touch, those among the guests present were your Secretary, John Gauntlett and a number of 38's and 40's who are in training here at the Midshipman's School—it was really an evening, believe me From Fairfield (Conn.) comes the news that Paul Winship and Miss Susan Reyburn of Fairfield are to be married this month. Paul is still teaching at Westminister School and from all reports he and Sue will be making their home there next fall. Another wedding this month will be that of Dick Weil and Miss Marjorie Weingart of New York and Skidmore. After the wedding the Weils will make their home in Oklahoma City where Dick is reportedly really in the dough You KKK's will be glad to learn that Bob McCarty and Miss Helen McCumber of Watertown, N. Y. and Mt. Holyoke are going to take the big step. Mac is at present with the U. S. Coast and Geodetic Engineers and if all goes well he and Helen will be making their home in Boston after the wedding.
The wedding announcements are still flowing for which your Secretary is very grateful. Heading the list this month was the May 17th marriage of Miss Ethel Harlan to Don Sayia. No news of the actual wedding has reached this department, but it has been reported that the Sayias are now happily settled in Montclair, N. J. .... The Big Green wedding of the month was that of Miss Ruth Randolph of Newton Center and Colby and Ev Woodman. Ushers were Georgie Hanna, George McIlroy, Bob Whidden and Dave Spring. The grape vine has it that the two Georges had quite a time of it at the Copley Plaza in Boston after the wedding rehearsal— Hanna won't come clean with the facts though. After a wedding trip to Montreal Ev and Ruth will welcome all comers at Commonwealth Ave., Boston.
'39 has another little girl. Her name is Martha Ann Noland and Uncle Warner Kiefaber says she's just as cute as Bozo. Shaw and Jacobson had better start smoothing their young men up now.
WRITER OF THE MONTH
This month's gem comes from "Sport" White who is one of those envious souls who makes a living out of having fun- you'll see what I mean.
"Things are moving along swimmingly. I'm now Associate Editor of Music andRythm .... all of which means that I'm living in a world that starts its day at about 6:00 P.M. and ends it at 10:00 A.M
a world full of trumpet players and bookers, girl vocalists and bandleaders, gin and 'reefers,' cold-blooded ambition and slobbering sentimentality. Above all a party atmosphere that makes Saturday night of Carnival look like a faculty get-to-gether . .. .very 'Pal Joeyish.' It's a long cry from houseparties when I used to turn in at 2:00 A.M. and scream outragedly when Howe and Donovan would wake me up at 6:30 A.M. by blowing a tuba they had copped from the Psi U. House in my ear. Now it's the usual thing to see the morning sunrise before hitting the sheets. Actually there is a grand bunch of people who are as much interested in this sort of stuff as I am .... several Yales, a couple of Princetons and Browns. We often combine work with pleasure and get stories on a Saturday night party with wives and dates along.
"Oh yes, they've bought me a camera, and I'm photographing people like mad. Most interesting assignment so far has been taking shots of Gipsy Rose Lee in her apartment as she pulled a mild stripact in front of my lens while her maid mixed me Martinis Haven't seen many fellows since Donovan left all the bawdy joints in town for the Marines." THE CLEARING HOUSE
This marks the end of our second year in the MAGAZINE. Again I want to thank you fellows for all your help in making the column possible. At present my plans are to take active service in the Navy, so as a result I may not be writing the column next fall, however, I hope Uncle Sam will station me close enough to home so that I'll be able to carry on. May I leave one thought with you concerning the Alumni Fund. This is to be a gala year for the College, as you know, which is all the more reason for us to extend ourselves just a little more. So far our record has been nothing to rave about, but this is another year.... so let's all join in and SUPPORT THE ALUMNI FUND. So long—see you next fall, I hope.
From tossing baseballs to tossing bombs forthe Army. Len Vines looking neat and trimat the Army's air base in Tuscaloosa, Ala.
Secretary, Box 3384, St. Paul, Minn.
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