1925

Cliff Hill was a recent Boston visitor. A lunch for him was arranged by Ken Hill. Jock Brace, Pete Blodgett, Bill Sleigh, Eddie Pease, Lin White, Joe Leavitt, Charlie Haywood and Nate Bugbee were on hand to greet the visitor from the cold white halls beside the Potomac.

Lyle McKown has been made glad hearted (that's a good old country newspaper phrase) by the arrival of his fourth little tax exemption. Another girl. Mrs. Lyle is doing right well.

Down in Washington the Don Lymans are a noble sight when they all go awheeling on Sunday afternoon. First Mrs. Lyman on her wheel. Then the two elder children on theirs. Last comes Lt. Don with the youngest in basket.

Service promotions are Lt. Col. Max Emerson; Lt. Robert E. Pike; Lt. Col. Paul G. Hommeyer, and Major Hank B. Bjorkman.

Major Curt Abel can now be reached at 5-C-400 Pentagon Bldg. And if you are in Washington you can find Andy Edson at 2501 Que. St. or at 1733 20th St. N. W. Andy is an economic analyst for the F.E.A. Bill Pugh reports new addresses, 315 Montgomery Ave., Merion, Pa. and 5400 Wynnefield Ave., Philadelphia.

The Boston Traveler carries the news that George N. Chamberlain Jr. is betrothed to Mrs. Lothrop Dana of Boston. George is in Chicago procuring for the Navy. The wedding is set for this spring.

Those wishing to write to Lt. Bob Pike may do so with the following directions: C. A. C. American School Center, APO 645, c/o P. M., N. Y. AUS.

Gordon Wygant is heading the service department of the Titeflex Corp., 500 Freylinghusen Ave., in Newark.

Phil Coykendall is now at 419 Wise Ave., Clinton, Okla. He is a lieutenant in the Navy. It will be recalled that Phil got into the Service very early in the war, having been shanghaied on the Reserve List, and since the shooting started he has certainly been to places and seen faces. IE there is such a thing as peace in 194.5 and a 20th Reunion, many will be the tale to be told well worth hearing.

They aint much happened sence the last riting. After passing the bread and wine as Deakin uv the Church at Holy Thursday Communion I come out and stood in the dark a few minnits. The hill winds talked through the tall bare elms and half bare fields were black and white in the moonlight. Woodsmoke come from the chimneys of the old white village houses and the river, just thawing, talked to itself. If Alec Laing had ben there he would of whittled out a lovely piece uv poetry about the cycle uv the seasons and the never ending flow uv life and such things. Not being no poet I went up town and hove a drunk into jail for ninety days, they being short handed at the Caounty Farm and needing help for spring planting.

Secretary, Center Ossipee, N. H. Treasurer, P. O. Box 428, Bristol, R. I.