1927
On the afternoon and evening of February 8, just when this column should have been perpetrated, the biggest and best blizzard of the past quarter century landed on our necks as some of you may have read in the papers. This served to teach us quickly that the joys of being a country squire can also include three days of shoveling wet snow. Whether this much abused back of ours can hold us up to the typewriter long enough to grind out a full column, remains to be seen. Somewhere in the confusion we seem to have misplaced the latest copy of the Speakeasy so if we inadvertently repeat an item or two that appeared in that excellent publication, we trust it will be forgiven. And while mentioning the Speakeasy, we want to thank our good friend Gus for continuing his efforts as editor of that newsy sheet. We thought the last one exceptionally good.
We'd like to quote a paragraph from a fine letter we received from Bob Stevens, for it made us stop and think how easily and quickly we can come to take for granted things that really mean much to us: "I suppose a fellow has to be away from New England and Hanover in an entirely new environment to gain full appreciation of what a choice spot in the world New England is and a privilege it was to go to Dartmouth. Down in the tropics I used to yearn for a smell of crisp Hanover air, the odor of the firs, the crunch of the snow, and the clear blue sky. Naturally, a trip to the Dartmouth hills was one of the first I made on my return. It was beautiful."
Bob also reports attending with great pleasure a '27 dinner held in New York early in January. There were twenty-two present and Bob vows there will be more at the next dinner meeting and that the New York crowd are going to beat the pants off the other sections of the country in the Alumni Fund this year. No doubt when Brother Williamson reads of this threat it will take a lot of beating to do the trick, and maybe Cug Daley and Harve Jones out in Chicago will have a thing or three to say. More power to them, say we, and if and when they have any more shindigs in New York how about appointing the fellow who is still able to write as scribe so that he can send us a reasonably complete account of the doings to be recorded in this here column?
On February 28, the Boston crowd will meet at the Copley Plaza for cocktails and palaver prior to the annual Boston Alumni dinner. We'll give you more about that in the next issue.
Bob Stevens informs us that Nick Zaro now holds a high executive position with "Eversharp in Chicago. We will have more information about him in an early issue.
Our friendly confrere, Deacon Merrow, of the class of 1925 sends along the following:
I take my machine in hand to let you know that our esteemed mutual friend, Mr. Fred Jackson of Jefferson, Maine, has just accepted a Deputy Sheriff's appointment. He is now taking a short course in the serving of civil papers, the law of arrest, evidence, etc. He was up to see me this past week-end to design three book cases and a large gun case he is going to fit into my house. Commenting on his appointment he said, "We don't never have no trouble down our way. Aint had a shooting for over a year when they was a murder and suicide. Feller shot anuther and then shot hisself. What could be fairer than that? Saved the Caounty a lot of expense, tew."
Right now he (Fred) has a cellarful of outboard motors to overhaul at a very remunerative rate, his bus is lugging school children and he is finishing some cord wood contracts. A bread truck driver ran over and killed his big Chesapeake Bay Retriever and Brother Jackson says regarding that outrage, "I hev put that matter onto the back of the stove to simmer awhile when the time comes I'll sugar him off." If you know our country double talk you will realize that it might be wise for said driver to find a nice deep hole and pull the entrance in after him.
Received a card through the mail announcing that Kenneth H. Murray, Albert M. Parker and William J. Graham have formed the firm of Murray and Parker for the general practice of law with offices at 630 Fifth Ave., New York City.
The New York Herald Tribune of December 10 announced the marriage of Leon Loeb of New York to Ethel Wile Adamson of that same city. Leon is an executive of Kent Studios in New York.
Mike Choukas' latest address is Box 2601. Washington, D. C Capt. Phil Fowler and his wife Pal have recently moved to 809 Second St., Alexandria, Va Dick Bowers Fox is living at 157 Nesmith St., Lowell, Mass.
Monty Phillips phoned us one evening not long ago while he was on his way from Peter boroto Washington, D. C., where he is now stationed, having been transferred from Santa Ana, Calif. He told us that he is now working in the Pentagon Building and is living with his family in Arlington.
Kroggy Krogstad, who has recently been promoted to the rank o£ lieutenant commander, is living with his family at 9215 Flower Ave., Silver Spring, Md.
Lt. Dow Mills USN, having served a tour of duty at a base hospital in England is now back in Washington, D. C., and lives at 2820 R St., S.E., Washington 20, D. C.
Lt. Comdr. Wil Shaw is on duty in the Pacific. We have his latest address. Keep those letters going to the men in service, and you might send one to your news-hungry scribe once every seldom.
Secretary, 134 Vine St., Chestnut Hill 67, Mass. Treasurer, Box 1412, Pittsburgh 30, Penna.
