1923
Our locale, as this column is composed, is the piney woods of Mississippi, where we have an establishment for the growing of tung trees, and have finally put together a place to live when we are down here, which is usually a few weeks in April and a few in October. Over a period of 7 years this habitation has developed as follows: 1941-1945 one room shack, 1946 living room added, 1947 kitchen and bathroom added, 1948 another bedroom added. The substitution of a shiny porcelain indoor job for the two-holer with splinters was the occasion for general rejoicing and is cited here as propaganda, aimed at luring any of you into visiting us sometime. The place is near Oloh, Miss., which is half way between Columbia and Hattiesburg. (We are sure that no one of you who was unfortunate enough to be stationed at Camp Shelby, near Hattiesburg, will be attracted by this proposition, inasmuch as Shelby alumni have never been noted for their enthusiasm for the neighborhood.)
A dispatch has been received from our ace Boston correspondent, Jim Broe, covering the festivities in that town at the time of the Harvard game. He says:
"More than half of the one hundred and forty New England classmates and their families witnessed one of the most interesting and lively Harvard games in years. This year the usual pre-game Friday evening Class Dinner and the Saturday noon cocktail party and luncheon were replaced by a buffet supper held at the Copley Plaza in conjunction with the Boston Alumni Association's buffet supper and dance. As usual, "The Irishman" was in town for the game and held open house for all classmates and their families who wished to drop in after the game and before dinner. "The Irishman's" open house has now become a Harvard game tradition and was most enjoyable. In fact, the hotel management changed the location of the suite only once this year while the open house was in session. Among those attending these post game festivities were the Heinie Bournes, Jim Broe, the Chick Burkes, Russ Carpenter, the Ted Caswells, the Freddie Davises, Nonnie Fay, the Walt Friends, the George Fullers, Lou Grover, the Ly Hardings, the Bob MacMillans, the Walt Maroneys, the Charlie Rices, Joe Schiffenhaus, Stan Ungar, and the Bill Welches. Alice Flanigan was with her diminutive spouse, the genial Sidney, in the conduct of this affair."
Speaking of football, we find ourselves wondering if Artie Herz has again this year appeared at the Yale and Princeton games with two luscious young things, as has been his custom these many years. Any correspondents who care to are invited to write in and bring us up to date re this important matter.
This column has heretofore taken pains to compliment Charlie Rice and the gang who worked with him to make our Twenty-Fifth the big success it was. However, some figures just received lend a good deal of point to such comment. It takes plenty of acumen and zeal to run a party such as ours, which involved the spending of $7,805.42, and have everything run off smoothly, and calculate income and expenses so carefully that $587.58 is left over for the Class kitty, after collecting $8,393.00 to cover the project! That's calling it plenty close!
Back in April, F. Paul Morgan (Doc), was guest speaker at an appraisal forum held in Manchester, highlighting the fact that Doc has been a noted appraisal lecturer for some time, having lectured for the American Loan and Savings Institute, the American Institute of Banking, and the University of Michigan, at various times, the while he has conducted a general brokerage, real estate loan, and appraisal loan business in Boston for the past 23 years. The dispatch from which all the above was gleaned failed to mention Doc's skill with the ivories, but those four A.M. diehards who hung around the '23 tent at Re- union will testify that Doc can still bang out the tunes.
The Board of Directors of the Agency Management Association has elected Charlie Zimmerman to the post of associate managing director. Charlie has been connected with some phase of the insurance business ever since he graduated from Tuck School. Before the war he headed highly successful agencies in Bridgeport, Newark, and Chicago. In 1939 he was elected president of the National Association of Life Underwriters. In 1940 he was named one of "America's Outstanding Young Men" by the Junior Chamber of Commerce. In 1942 he was called "Insurance Man of the Year" by the publication Insurance Field.
We learn that Ken Way has been very active in a topside capacity in connection with the greater Boston Community Fund Drives.
Carl Bowen, of 18 Sunset Avenue, Lakevvood, N. Y., who has been associated with Art Metal Construction Company of Jamestown, N. Y., since he finished school, has recently been made general manager of branch office sales, and tours the 11 branch offices of the company in the United States. Carl has previously managed the Carolina, Detroit and Boston areas.
We extend our sympathy, and the sympathy of the Class, to Pete Jones, in the loss of his mother; to Harold Stoneman, who has recently lost his father; and to Nonnie Fay, whose wife passed away during the fall.
Roger Saltmarsh, who has a son-in-law at Tufts, and a son who is very likely to follow in papa's footsteps at Dartmouth in the near future, has been with H. P. Hood and Sons for 19 years. Salty lives at 180 Medford Street, Arlington, Mass.
Dr. John D. (Jack) Booth, of Danbury, Conn., was recently mentioned in the press because of the services he rendered in his official capacity in connection with the suicide of James Roper, son of Elmo Roper, news commentator and political analyst. Jack left general practice several years ago, for surgery, and is one of the best surgeons in Connecticut.
Via Jules Rippel and The Irishman, here is a good letter from Phil Smith:
"At the start of the war I left Cleveland, where I was an officer and director of the Osborn Manufacturing Company, and joined the WPB. Along with the hundreds of other business men who did the same thing, I guess I did my small part towards our success and in helping to get rid of most of control by government afterwards. Towards the end of the war we adopted three small children two boys now four and eight, and a girl now three. And to make the change complete I've bought two sizable southern Maryland tobacco farms—one of which is now our home. Perhaps I'm what used to be called "land poor" but its a grand way of life and you'd have a hell of a time getting me back to a big city." (Editor's interpolation: note how neatly the gentleman reverses his field on this point a few lines further on.) "Our home is a beautifully restored early Colonial brick house the first floor dating back to about 1665 and an original grant from the British Crown. I personally do not really farm, as we have tenants working on shares. But by gradually injecting some more modern practices and by adding some salesmanship to the marketing end it looks as though I'd be getting better returns in the future though it takes plenty of cash at the start. The armament program has brought a new demand in government for some of us for the Old "War Production Board, and I wouldn't be too much surprised to find myself a government official again." (Editor speaking: see what we meant? .... and Washington, too, of all places!!) "I hardly thought I'd ever get into that red tape again, but if some of us don't try to help make sense we can't kick much about poor government agencies." Phil's address is Hughesville, Md.
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Are you making your plans to be in Hanover next summer, for another of those delightful rump reunions?
Down here in 'Ole Miss the weather right now is very little like it will be up No'th next December 25, but the calendar reminds us that you will be celebrating Christmas not long after you read this, and so we wish you all, and from the heart, a very merry Christmas, indeed.
LIVING HIS FOOTBALL DAYS OVER AGAIN: Russ Carpenter '23, former Big Green lineman, shown at football practice with his son Bill '50, husky tackle who has seen plenty of varsity action this fall. During a vacation in the East, Russ had the satisfaction of seeing Bill and his teammates top Harvard and Yale in two big October games.
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