Class Notes

1936

October 1947 NORBERT HOFMAN JR., JOHN E. MORRISON JR.
Class Notes
1936
October 1947 NORBERT HOFMAN JR., JOHN E. MORRISON JR.

Back again, after a summer that we hope was pleasant for you all.

As usual, we're in that awkward period when most of the red hot news has already reached you via Tithe. This year, Joe Cunningham dressed up the gossip so brilliantly that the items must have made their impression. So, if this first fall column seems vaguely familiar—chalk it up to the duplication of two news hounds on the same beat.

During the summer, word was received of the death of Herman Dock in the Texas City disaster, April 16. Those who knew Herman best in college—his brother Betas, his colleagues in the Dragon, the Forensic Union, Italian Club, and the Gym team which he captained—realized he was a man who combined brawn with brain to an amazing degree A magna cum laude Phi Bete who was as much at home in the classroom at the top of the Dean's list as he was climbing a rope to the top of the gym. We wish that he might have been spared, and we pay tribute to his memory.

As one of Bob Paterson's cohorts in the last Alumni Fund Drive, Brad Chase received a newsy letter from Dave Wilson:

"Four and a half years with the Canadian Army jounced me all over Canada, Newfie, Bermuda (Ah, paradise!) and England, and I had to top that off with a year with UNRRA in Germany. There I spent the time rounding up DP's around Husum (Schleswig-Holstein) and Lubeck, nominally being director of two assembly centers, but actually functioning mostly as transport officer, nursemaid to Polish brats of doubtful origin, and job-hunter for Latvian artistes and wood-workers. It was good fun, though, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, after we got all the better class of continental black marketeers run out. Now my favorite pastime is trying to get several families of farmers into Canada to regain some of our abandoned farm land. Some call it submarginal, but it raised plenty of good crops in grandpappy's day.

"The present job (Supervising Principal, Central School, New Waterford, Nova Scotia) blew into my lap about three days after I landed home last August, and looked like a good five-year set-up until the District 26 Coal strike hit us, and practically ruined the town. So now I'm on the road again, so to speak, but will probably end up in college again this fall, to have a crack at collecting an M.A. while I can under the Veterans' Benefits. The 'permanent' (?) address is now Marshdale, Hopewell, Pictou County, Nova Scotia, where we've bought a little 95-acre farm, more as a sure place to hang our hats than anything else. The housing situation's no better here than in the U. S.

" 'We,' by the way, also includes wife Peg, daughter Evelyn Gay, age eight, son David Jr., 18 months, cat, dog, and assorted hens, groundhogs, deer, and other livestock. The deer are bona fide, in case you're wondering—so plentiful they're nothing but a damn nuisance to the crops."

Bob Lewis, another one of our class in the educational field, has been appointed headmaster of Conant High School, East Jaffrey, N. H. Since 1942, Bob has held the post of chief of the clearance unit in the personnel administrative division, American Red Cross, Washington, D. C. Somewhere along the line he managed to pile up credits towards his doctorate in education at Yale.

We never thought we'd see the day—but Dune Newell has ditched the '36 Bachelor Corps. His engagement to Phyllis Neal of Newport, N. H., was announced in August, and was given all the press publicity that the event deserved.

Wedding bells will be ringing this fall for Dick Tucker and Margery Brenneman of New Rochelle, N. Y They have already rung for Jack Sullivan and Joan Dillon, of New York City, who were married on August 9.

Rog Williams has been appointed assistant treasurer of the Guy P. Gannett newspapers in Maine At the spring meeting of the stockholders of The Wiremold Company, Hartford, Conn., Bob Murphy, assistant treasurer and factory manager for the firm, was elected to the board of directors.

Have you read Budd Schulberg's new book, "The Harder They Fall"? It's scaling the Best Seller lists.

Ralph Butler literally limped into his new job as assistant advertising and sales manager for Maxwell House Coffee. He'd been having a rough time with broken bones suffered during some spring skiing. But right now, he's getting along on one of those walking-cast jobs.

Among the lucky vacationists who stopped off at the Hanover Inn this summer were TonyMuello, Cliff England and his wife, Mr. andMrs. Dick Hurd, and Chuck Lehman and family.

Dan Schwartz is back at his old job as head of the Washington organizing team of the United Federal Workers, the CIO Federal government employees union. When this group merged with the CIO State County and Municipal Workers earlier this year, Dan was made Regional Director for Maryland, Virginia, and Washington, D. C. More recently, North Carolina was tacked on to Dan's worries. He writes, "I like the job tremendously; it brings great satisfaction to work on the real problems of low-paid people and get something done about them. I travel about a quarter of the time, and the rest I live here in Washington with my wife and son."

It's not too early to start thinking and talking about a '36 picnic or what-have-you at the Yale Bowl, before the game on November 1. A few of us in New York agree the idea has merit, and we hope to work out something or other. So, if you get to the game, keep an eye open for a '36 sign in the parking area. And be sure to come on over!

Secretary, 4 Sunset Drive, Scarsdale, N. Y. Treasurer, 15 Broad Street, New York 5, N. Y.