Chicago

LUNCHEON MEETING 12:15 every Monday at X the University club.

A midwesterner driving back to his 25th Reunion with his wife enjoys the Dunes Highway in Indiana, the express highway into Detroit, the boat trip from Detroit to Buffalo, remarks to his wife that Saratoga is the Coney Island of the north, is surprised by the miles and miles of hill descending from Rutland, likes the idea of anniversaries with three other classes that were in college with his class, listens for hours to Sal Andretta playing Margie, Bright Eyes and. other 25-year tunes, goes to the President's reception, hears A1 Foley reproduce Craven Laycock's speech to the freshman class of 1920, sees 1920s finance committee raise $l5OO in 15 minutes to reach the 1920's Alumni fund quota, is amazed by the grandeur of Bretton Woods—no wonder the foreigners think we ought to support them—enjoys a night at the Mountain View House in Whitefield, N. H. where the 1911 class reunes, and again is amazed—this time by the spectacular panorama from the summit of Cadillac Mountain 1700 feet above Bar Harbor, is generally lost following the markings of the state highways in Massachusetts, cools off in Swampscott, struggles over Connecticut's narrow washboard roads till he gets beyond New Haven to the Merritt Parkway,that is nice—listens to everyone in New York say "You cannot get tickets for Annie GetYour Gun," then watches his wife line up so many that she has to sell some back to the theatre, starts back over New Jersey's good roads, zooms from Harrisburg to Pittsburgh over the Pennsylvania Turnpike, is surprised when his wife gets a room at the Schenley when there are no rooms to be had in Pittsburgh, decides on the way in over Indiana's Lincoln Highway that the Hoosier state has the best roads, is welcomed home by the family dog which is so happy that it throws up on the living room rug.