1934
Ever notice how some days you just can't spin a thread? You work and slave, you huff and puff, yet everything goes dead wrong. So you smile like Uncle Rud says, and try again, only to have some fiendish fate perform a few feats of alchemy, and once more what you touch turns to pewter. You know the kind of day we mean? Well, we had one of those yesterday. First off, we misplace our skate-key. Next comes a slip from the Arnold bread people rejecting our bouncy jingle titled "Old Buttermilk Rye." Then, seeking to shake the jinx in the cool crisp air of Brooklyn, we go outside and promptly proceed to lose the first game of potsy we've dropped all season. As if that isn't enough, on the way home who do we bump into but Sid Segue, the clever kid who's writing the music for our new song, "There's Stardust In Your Eyes, Cherie, But That's Gold-lust In Your Heart." Sid's contribution to our fugue of frustration is the calm word that our partnership is kaput, he's found a guy whose stanzas scan. Had enough? Okay.
So we get home and are considering the case of gas-in-the-kitchen vs. noose-in-the-attic, when zingo, the doorbell rings. Twice. You guessed it—the second mail. And right then and there the sun came out. Bye-bye blackbird, hello bluebird, everything is rosy now! For in that mail, gentlemen, was News, nice fresh ever-lovin Class News. Whole gangs of notes from the bully boys of Thirty-Four and just in time to make the deadline; so latch on lads, let's go to press.
Well, Mr. and Mrs. Al Marks have a third daughter, Kathy June, who arrived on June 12. And.the Mel Gunsts have a son, arrived six months ago and already looks like football material. Mel and gang are now in a new house, at 8614 Champlain Ave., Chicago 19. Two other babies reported are those of the Gordon Kibbes and the Bob Corwins, but as yet there are no details at hand.
Meanwhile we have the word that MikeMenchel has forsaken all others in favor of a charming gal now named Mrs. Mike, but here again we will need a fill-in. Hope to have the full facts next time. Mike's other news is a change of job which returns him to New York. Now with Wanamakers as buyer of housewares and major appliances. Residence: 10 Park Avenue.
From Hanover comes intelligence that the Colgate game drew several Thirty-Fours, most of whom saw the doings through the south goal-post. There were Mac McClary,Art Moebius, El Fulton, Doug Leighton, BillJudd and our reporter George Kimball. Another reporter, Dick Gruen, added the names of Bob Foster and Harry Ingram as classmates he spotted up there. All hands were accompanied by their wives, as we understand it, and it was a lovely week-end in every way. Other recent visitors to Hanover were the Roald Mortons from Scarsdale and the Dick Comptons from Winnetka. Our Boston operatives have not yet filed their stories on the Harvard game so let's skip over to the delightful rout in the Yale Bowl on Hallowe'en. A banner turnout revelled in the happy day. We counted the following who came from near and far: Dick Gruen, Jim Darling, Hank Werner, Bud Hart, Peanuts Davies, Chuck Rolfe, Dick Houck, Bob W. Smith, Jerry Danzig, Orv Dryfoos, Mike Joseph, Herm Spitzer, Art Leonard, Johnny Lashar, Ted Thompson, Fred Robbe, Vinny Cerow, Herb Steyn, Mac Coilins, Dave Callaway, Em Day, Babe Shea, Bob Mann, Charlie Strauss, Ed Moore, Will Maynard, Len Harrison, Art Grimes and Bob Wiggins. Plus of course as purty a pack of wives and sweethearts as you could wave a pennant at.
Now we come to a painful task. We regretfully announce the sad news that Jack Fernald died of a heart attack on September 22 at Milton, Mass. An obituary appears in the necrology section of this issue. And so, the Class loses a good and respected member.
Bill Reid's note, which enclosed a clipping of Jack's death, tells of a meeting with "Henry Reck while on Naval Reserve duty this summer in Washington. He had been working with Sam Morison on his Naval History series, but expected to leave for other fields around September 1." The good news from Bob L. Palmer is that he is hoping to get out to the '34 dinners at the Dartmouth Club in New York, schedule for which ran in last month's column. Bob is now a vice-president at Cluett, Peabody, where his advance has been steady ever since graduation.
The October class dinner was attended by a moderate size group, and proved to be a most pleasant affair. At table we caught the following alphabetical order: Walt Blood, George Copp, Orv Dryfoos, Harry Gilmore, Dick Gruen, Al Jacobson, Bob Kolbe, Nels Krogslund, Harry McCann, Les Reeve, Don Sandy, Bill Scherman, Bob W. Smith, Stan Smoyer, Dick Wells and Bud Yallalee. Walt reported talking with Dan Schuyler in Chicago during a recent trip through there. Ducky told the interesting story of the Otis Ridge Junior Ski Camp, a venture which shapes up as most promising. Idea is a place where skiing parents may check the kids for the week-end while they go off to the adult areas entirely unfettered with children. Meanwhile, back at Otis Ridge, the kiddies are having the time of their young lives learning how to ski under control, on slopes geared to their capabilities and with other kids their own age. Ducky and his skiing wife, Prudy, are the chief instructors at the camp, which is manned by an experienced staff. Mail addressed to the camp at Otis, Mass. will bring descriptive literature, we understand. BudYallalee finally consented to brief us on his changed status. That frozen food selling job is for Fairmont and Minute-Maid. Mention of orange-juice reminded Bud of orangeblossoms and then overindulgence, prompting him to consider peddling Bromos on the side. Beauty of the job, says our boy, is that what he can't sell on his 2000 mile a month route in North Jersey he can eat!
Next week at the same Dartmouth Club we sat in on another gathering, this one for chairmen of Admissions Interviewing Committees and there we saw Scherman, Kolbe, Krogslund and McCann again, as well as Herb Heston, up from Philly. Undoubtedly there are many of our class around the country who are actively aiding the College in this way, and to them we can pass along the message of Al Dickerson that these efforts are deeply appreciated by the Administration.
From that same Administration comes a short note on the official stationery of Sid Hayward, Secretary of the College, with reference to our next reunion: "This note is to make sure that you are clear on next June's reunion schedule in which the class of 1934 will delay its 15th reunion until June 1950. At that time your class will gather in Hanover with 1935 and 1936." This of course is the result of the new set-up established last year, and ought to work out very well from all points of view.
The District of Columbia has a new fulltime citizen in the familiar person of BobFord, who had been down there on a temporary basis the past six months. Bob has taken a house in nearby Silver Spring, Md., and has been joined by wife Jean and two youngsters. He is now manager of the Washington office of Westinghouse Electric International. Reports seeing Jim Bayles, on the legal staff of the Veterans Administration there.
There is plenty activity out California way, meanwhile, as witness this note from BillAdams: "Have completed a book entitled 'Year: 1948' which will be published November 10. It is a large book the size of Life which gives a complete review of all the outstanding news events of the past year in over 700 pictures and 70,000 words of text. Baldwin Ward of Fortune and myself put this book together in our spare time on the kitchen table. We have formed a corporation called Year, Inc. and are publishing this book ourselves. It is planned as an annual publication and is by far the largest book publishing venture ever attempted on the West Coast."
Secretary and Treasurer no Fulton St., New York 7, N. Y.
