1917
The picture of the month shows Howie and Ray in momentary restful mood before the battle for production began. Besides both being swell eggs and members of the best gang in the world, they are both New England metallurgists and foundrymen of parts. Both have served their industry, their communities, and their nation well, and both have sons in the services. We hope they may meet again in Hanover ere too long,—and the rest of us with them, too.
The "1000 Dinner" of the New York Alumni Association at the Pennsylvania Hotel brought out a vast group. The '17ers present were: Adams, Aldrich, Brooks, Capt. George Currier, Earle, Emerson, Ford, Holden, Koeniger, Mudgett, Reade, Shea, Stout, Swett, and Switzer. Reserva- tions had also been made by By Brown, Freddie Leighton, and Bill Stewart, but they were unable to make it. Right Rev. Don Aldrich delivered the invocation. The class presented him with a very fine old print of .Dartmouth Row as an appreciation of his notable recent activities and in view of his then impending departure from the New York group. Bunny Holden; never lacking in affection and industry for the class, flew over from Boston for the affair. It is notable that Cspt. George Currier, Arch Earle, Elliot Mudgett, Ev Robie, and Art Stout were on various committees for the occasion.
Florence Trenholm writes that Lt. Col. Trennir "has just arrived in 'Kun Ming, China, having flown the famous 'hump' to get there from India. He seems most enthusiastic about being where he is now, and out of the terrific heat of India."
Don Brooks wrote Comdr. Sam White suggest- ing that he keep an eye out for Lt. Col. Gil Swett, Sam's letter in reply says, "Yours of the 24th arrived a few days ago on the same evening I was having Gil over for dinner. I picked up his name from an Army friend a few days after he hit here, and immediately called up to see if he was he. Of course I was delighted, and hope to see quite a bit of him. We are only five miles apart by jeep, and besides have some business in common at times. He sure has picked up a few pounds since we were together in Virginia in '42. Freshman, sophomore and junior years of this tour of duty are past now, and I'm four months in my senior year. Haven't much hopes of graduating ahead of my class; but do hope I can get a diploma back to home and civil life in '46. Gil, by the way, has a very responsible job here in a good outfit."
The Brookses and the Koenigers attended the Church of the Ascension's farewell to Don Al drich as he left to become Bishop Coadjutor of Michigan. The report was that Don was in good form in his last sermon. In this step he becomes at fifty-two, heir to the bishopric, and we can understand perfectly that it is the post which has sought the man. Elected first a year ago, Don decided to remain with the fleet. The diocese refused, however, to take his "no" as final, and a second invitation, sent last December, was accepted. Don's new address' is 63 East Hancock Ave., Detroit 1.
A good letter from Wayne Palmer from the Deep South is reported herewith in full. Major Butch and Lee Sherman used to keep us posted on Wayne, but with Butch's transfer north, Wayne now has to go it alone. "I have felt for some time that I should report in to the class and let them know what the multitudinous Palmers are doing and to see if I can't catch a transient Seventeener on his way through the Deep South. Probably, however, Willis Fitch's letter that appeared in the May ALUMNI MAGAZINE is the real reason for this letter. Willis, in the neatest trick of the week, says, 'Paris is disappointing to those of us who are seeing it for the first time since the last war. The Folies Bergere are still as naked as ever, if not more so, despite the lack of heat, but many of the old land marks are either gone or diverted to other use.' This certainly offers food for thought. Mildred and I seem to have settled down permanently in Mobile in a nice, old, antebellum home, where our principal interest, outside of the engineering business, is gardening. With warmth and sunshine the year round, we are able to keep our house filled with flowers picked from our own garden every day of the year. This is, undoubtedly, a sign of old' age which, with two grandchildren, I can now. confess to. "Our oldest son, Earl, who, by the way, was the class baby, was mixed up in the four invasions into Africa, Sicily, Italy and Normandy. My second son, Wayne Jr., is flying a fighter escorting B-29's in their raids over the Japanese homeland. Jack, aged 19, is a sailor in the Navy and took part in the surface capture and return to port of the German submarine off the African coast. Mickey's husband is a Commander in the Naval Aviation, and it was she that first bestowed on us the title of grandparents. Priscilla married an Alabama boy, who has now been in England for three years with Army aviation.. She also is the mother of a fine boy. My other two children, fortunately, are still too young to be mixed up with the more serious problems of today. My company is continuing to work in the field of transportation engineering, and I am happy .to say that we have been appointed the consulting engineers for three vehicular tunnels—one to be built under Bolivar Roads at Galveston, Texas, and two to be built under the Houston Ship Channel adjacent to Houston, Texas. This summer we are closing up our home and are going to cruise the State of Texas. I hope during that period to get to see all members of the class that live there." We are pleased no end to have this news from Wayne, and he and Mildred certainly deserve Seventeen's hearty congratulations on their very fine family.
One of the high spots of recent days was an evening with Max Antrim in his beautiful home town of Freeport, Ill. Our call was surprise enough to warrant Max's coming down to the hotel without Mrs. Antrim. Next time we will send an advance notice to assure a complete meeting. Max looks just as he did in '17 days, with the minor changes of some grey hair and an added maturity. No extended waistline, however. He seems to have prospered as an officer of the State Bank of Freeport, and easily answered off-hand all the questions we had about corn, hogs, and cattle. Fact is, until March, Max was a farmer himself, sort of on the side. We judge that a farmer has to be a speculator, and a banker can't be one. Anyhow, Max disposed of the farm and now plays the banker role straight. He is on the board of the local hospital arid serves his community in numerous other ways. Daughter Margaret is a junior at Carleton College, Northfield, Minn., and plans her senior year at Simmons in Boston. This summer she plans to augment her spending money with a job in the White Mountains. It is easy to see that New England's effect on Max is deep-seated. He sees Alec Steenrod occasionally and reports Alec's son in the Navy; his daughter, a graduate of Arch Earle's Katharine Gibbs School, married and having presented Alec with a granddaughter.
Make a definite note of the fact that Bob and Anita Scott _ have already cordially invited the gang to their home for cocktails after the Yale game. Bob says, "That '17 party has been the high point in the year for us ever since Dartmouth condescended to take on the Yales back in the gay twenties." Our sincere advice to you, based on experience, is not to miss the party if you can avoid doing so. The Scott's new address, Hunting Hill Road, Woodbridge, is not quite so near the Bowl. But when good fellows get together, we'll guarantee a way will be found to get there conveniently.
Another change of address is Gene Towler's. The sample of New England at Fillow St. and Fox Run, Norwalk, must have been good, for Gene and Lucile have now bought a place on Cricket Lane, Rural Route 1, Darien, Conn., "in the deep woods, on a hill, complete with springs, brooks, and a pond about forty by sixty feet." That's another home where we would admire to get our feet up in front of the fireplace. Gene has seen Sunny Sanborn, Spique and Ruby MacIntyre, and Tom and Ellen Cotton recently. Tom and Ellen are at their cottage at Bear Mountain, N. Y., for the summer.
Dick Gerrish and Tommy Towler graduated from Kimball Union Academy in June. Dick, being younger than the rest of his class, will return for post-graduate work in the fall. He was an outstanding blocking full-back in football, and played defense in hockey, and second base in baseball, all varsity. Tommy has already had his pre-induction physical. He was president of his class junior and senior years, and a member of both Junior and Senior Council. He was captain of basketball senior year, and football manager. During junior year he played football and lacrosse. He was awarded a prize at Commencement for most outstanding leadership, in "the opinion of his classmates." Both Dick and Tommy will enter Dartmouth after the war, and good material they are,—from the best of 'l7 stock.
Nancy Louise Carr, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Curly Carr, is a debutante of the 1944-45 season as announced by The Parents' League of Boston. .... Skinny Sturtevant's daughter Harriet was married May 31 to Second Lieutenant Rudolph Haumann, USAAF, in the First Church of Christ, Congregational, Springfield, Mass Ruth Hallett reports her two sons as both in the service. Joe Jr., staff sergea/it USAAF, a nose gunner on a B-24 with the AAF in Italy, was missing in action from December 18, 1944 to February 3, 1945. Returned to his base, he finished his missions and has now been returned to the States for a rest period. Allen, Lt. (jg) USNR, is in the Naval aviation repair service and has been on duty somewhere in the Pacific for the past two years. .... Sydney Ruggles '08 tells us about the four children of Ruth (Mrs. Harold L.) Ruggles. Russell is in the Marine Port Maintenance service in England. Richard is at Fort Sampson, N. Y., Special Service School, studying for naval storekeeper. Robert was commissioned an ensign at Ann Arbor, Mich., in June, with a degree in naval architecture. Anne is in high school in Hampton, Va., where her mother lives.
Notice has been received of the removal of the office of Ralph Sanborn, life insurance broker, to 47 Winter St., Boston 8. It is a very convenient location, should you be in Boston, and a very hospitable office Walt Carr, for many years in the investment counciling business has recently joined the staff of A. W. Smith & Co., Inc., 111 Devonshire St., Boston, in the investment field.
Should you chance to visit Cape Cod during August, you are cordially, nay urgently, invited to look us up at Silver Leaf Ave., Chatham, Mass. The same chowder is held out as bait, or it may be lobster. We take what we can get these days. And i£ the weather is right and you don't require too much of a yacht, we might even proffer a sail. Frances joins me sincerely in this invitation. Eleanor, Wellesley 45, and entering College of Physicians and Surgeons at Columbia University in the fall; Barbara, Smith '48, and Emilie Kay, Walnut Hill School '46, will all three delight in welcoming you too.
With profound regret we report the death of Freddie Gee, on July i, of which we just received word.
A PREWAR REUNION OF 1917 brings the two metallurgists, Howard A. "Howie" Stockwell and Raymond G. "Ray" Sault, to Hanover just before they became involved in the Battle of Production.
Secretary, 57 Chestnut St., Dedham, Mass. Treasurer, 9 Park Terrace, Upper Montclair, N. J.
