1912*
Pett Pettingell writes that there were twelve '12ers at the University Club of Boston on Dartmouth Night—Ray, Eddie, Hal, Gee, Caesar, Queech, Rollie, Roy, Lyme, Vern Parmenter and Ken Kimball.
Syd Clark writes from the El Dorado Apartments, 1145 Chapel Street, New Haven, Connecticut, that he is now associated with the Committee on Cultural Relations with Latin America, Inc., sponsored by Nelson Rockefeller, Coordinator of Inter-American Affairs. He is living almost in the midst of Yale's ivy-covered colleges, and his work consists chiefly of trying to procure popular articles on various subjects from Latin America for placement in U. S. periodicals. He still manages to slip away for an occasional lecture on "South America in Today's World," illustrated by a hundred slides of photographs he took in the various countries. The White Entertainment Bureau advertises Syd as one of America's foremost travel writers. He has written eighteen books on Europe and intends to continue writing when the War is over. His talks are intimate, personal and forthright, spiced with humor and anecdotes.
Warren Bruner is Advisor to the Surgeon General in the establishment of a Control Division, and is Acting Chief of the Administrative Planning Branch. Son, Foster Warren, is a mining engineer in Bolivia. Ingersoll is Western Maryland '46. Ellis and Imogene are in high school. Warren is at 2400 20th Street, N. W., Washington, D. C.
Newton Post No. 48, American Legion, says "hats off" to Ray Cabot, Charter Member, Ex-Commander, Judge Advocate, Trustee Permanent Fund, member Newton Defense Committee, Chairman Local Red Cross, Trustee Newton Hospital Association, Trustee Peabody Home for Crippled Children and member Newton School Committee.
Mort Kyle writes from Bradford, Kyle & Company of Plymouth, Massachusetts, that they are running seventy-two hours a week and still falling behind. In his spare time he uses his boat for Coast Guard Patrol.
Rollie Linscott is doing public health work at 120 Broadway, New York, and living at Hotel Barbizon Plaza.
Lt. Col. Husky DeMerritt is Assistant to the Adjutant General of the Hawaiian National Guard, Armory, Honolulu.
Bob Dowst is in New York Office of the Censor, censoring outgoing mail.
Jim Erwin is continuing to improve satisfactorily and appears to be on the road to recovery.
Pet Pettingell deserves the thanks of all the Class for assuming Dick Plumer's job as Treasurer during the present emergency. He has furnished your Secretary with most of these notes.
Vern Greene has moved to Noble and Greenough School at Dedham, Massachusetts, where he and Violette have a house on the school grounds.
Colonel Chet Haycock has a new address at 5 Aberdeen Road, Wellesley, Massachusetts. He is Chief Finance Officer for the First Service Command.
Bud Hoban, active in coaching and boys' work since graduation from Dartmouth in 1912, on November 8 was named as the latest addition to the staff of Skip Stahley, head gridiron coach at Brown University.
Gray Knapp was married on July 31, 1942, to Mrs. Grace Murphy Wheeler, and their new address is 1216 North Sweetzer Avenue, Los Angeles, California.
Doc O'Connor has left the hospital and gone to his home at West Hampton Beach, where he is making really fine strides towards recovery. He wrote on October 30 that he is in good shape now and has all this behind him. Congratulations from all the class.
Eddie Luitweiler has been in the hospital as the result of an automobile accident from which he was fortunate to come out alive. He is hobbling around on crutches now.
Telegraphic repartee at the University Club, Boston, Friday night reunion of classes before the Harvard Game:
"Dear Ray: Tell the boys I am very sorry to miss the dinner before the Harvard game but the doctors have been doing a little tampering with me so you can blame it on them. Anyway, I am not in a wheelchair like Luitweiler and I am not going around all bent over like Queechee French. Have a good time, eat fish and take the subway to the game. Doc Basil O'Connor."
"Dear Doc: Twelve Twelvers, cheering for Big Green and/or O'Connor are doing their best to demonstrate Dartmouth's in town again. Luitweiler and French suggest you take good long rest and let the office get back on its feet. Ray, Lyme, Hal, Gardy, Vern, Pett, Caesar, Roy, Rollie, Eddie, Queechee, Kim."
Pearl Harbor started Ewart G. "Mike" Home on a rampage to get into the Army. He yanked all the local strings in Indianapolis, finally reached out to "Doc" O'Connor and "Heinie" Urion on the one hand and Joe O'Mahoney and Paul McNutt on the other. Stymied by 1912's mounting age and blood pressure record (which Mike couldn't beat), he appealed to Ottawa. "No soap!" So Mike started campaigning among the war industries, working East from the Kaiser shipyards. Dupont chieftains caught his smoke signals, started the wild Indian of Thayer School on the warpath again on August 24 as Planning Engineer for Service at the Wabash River Ordnance Plant, Newport, Indiana. He's living at 459 Elm Street, Clinton, Indiana.
Listen to Mike's war whoop: "To say that I am happy is to put it mildly. I am really my old self again. I have the estimating, scheduling and cost and progress follow-up of all roads, railroads, fences, power lines, sewers, steam and water lines and about thirty assorted buildings—all together about sixteen million dollars of work, which is a lot of work and a lot of fun."
Lyme Armes, who returned to the scene of his first off-campus job to be Promotion Manager of The Boston Post some time early last year, narrowly escaped being buried alive in the landslide of old keys that converged from all quarters on the "Bos- ton Post Key Kettle" set up in front of City Hall, October 6, day before the birthday he shared with Mike Home. The kettle was a huge castiron pot designed to hold three tons of molten typemetal. It was filled in forty-eight hours. Lyme added a bigger one—a huge bathtub-shaped hulk designed to hold eight tons of typemetal. That overflowed on October 16—and the avalanche continued—"unbelievable tons" of key-metal materialized out of nowhere. One lone first-grader dug up over 2,000 keys. One school delivered over 25,000. Estimates of the total number climbed into the millions, but nobody offered to count 'em. The metal will make copper-nickel alloy to smooth-finish the bore of new Navy guns. Theatre newsreels in Boston have been showing Mayor Tobin scooping the first shovelfull into a sack held by a handsome Navy officer and a comely ensign of the WAVES.
Ben Adams was Democratic candidate for the New Hampshire State Senate from the Twentysecond District at the recent election. Returns have not yet been received.
Sam Hobbs writes from the Portland Cement Association of Los Angeles that most of his work is tied in with the Army and Navy and war plans construction. He hasn't seen a '12 man in months.
Gertrude McCarthy writes that Charlie is located at the Royal Hotel, St. Johns, New Brunswick, representing the Transport Division of the Government in charge of the Port of St. Johns. She intends to join him soon. They entered their daughter, Jo Ann, at Skidmore this Fall, where she found Betsy Lewis and Virginia Lena.
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Treasurer, 21 Lowder St., Dedham, Mass.
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