1920
Pete Potter is Twenty's Man of the Month for December. He had his picture in almost every paper of consequence that got published on October 12, because he had been elected chairman of the board of the Association of National Advertisers, holding its 40th annual conclave in New York's Waldorf-Astoria. This, according to the Rochester Times-Union, is the association's highest elective office, and filling it was a natural step-up for Pete after a term just completed as vice-chairman. He is also a member of the joint committee of ANA and the American Association of Advertising Agencies which, in connection with the Freedom Foundation, is working to promote better understanding of the American economic system.
Fellow-townsman Irv Hutcliins served as an attention-caller to the above, speeding the good word down from the Hutchins Advertising Company's headquarters in Rochester. (They have branches now, incidentally, in Philadelphia, New York, Hollywood and Toronto.) There is news, moreover, in the Hutchins family, inasmuch as son Frank, Dartmouth '45, has taken over the title of Vice President and General Manager of the Hutchins agency, and has been giving a convincing day-to-day demonstration of hisability to handle the job. Daughter Barbara, who was graduated from Wilson College last year, became Mrs. Mark C. Hargrave Jr. on October 22. Her husband's work in the research laboratory at Eastman Kodak is still another tie that binds the Hutchinses to Rochester.
When you think of Maltine (this time it's Charlie McGoughran reminding us) you think of Jim Chilcott. So did the Maltine people themselves, recognizing the evolution that has taken place during his more than 20 years as president of the company; and from now on it will be Chilcott Laboratories that will be heard of more and more as makers and distributors of Maltine pharmaceutical products. Looking for a personal name that would "symbolize responsibility and devotion to duty" in their field, the directors of the Maltine Company arrived not unnaturally at Jim's, but at the same time spread on the record his expressed wish that "the adoption of his name for company use was not done to honor him."
The McGoughran news service is also our authority for the word that Ralph Roberts, Mrs. Roberts and their younger daughter Ann passed through New York not long ago, en route to Switzerland. Their older daughter, Arden, who always did like skiing the way the Swiss do it, had already beaten the rest of the family to Europe and was over there acquiring an education.
"Glen Ridge (N. J.) Civic Conference Committee," said the Newark News on October 4, "non-partisan nominating caucus for elective offices, last night elected WarrenO. Turner chairman. He is an engineer in the traffic department of American Telephone & Telegraph Co. in New York Has lived in Glen Ridge the last 15 years .....Is a member of the Battalion Forum, Republican Club, Taxpayers Association and North Side Association in Glen Ridge."
Twenties were roaming about the environs of Hanover in even greater droves than usual at Holy Cross and Colgate time. Saluting each other at one game or the other were Frank Moulton, hard-working but happy Littleton, N. H., barrister; Bing Whitaker, complete with a likely-looking dog; NormRichardson, who drove Doris to the Coast last summer and tried out Pacific Tel. and Tel. service by phoning summer resident AlFrey in Los Angeles from Abe Winsloui's San Francisco office; the Bun Harveys, ChetWiley, Doc Miller and family and GeorgeMacomber; Dr. Tom Dudley, adroit squaredancer from Concord, now the proud father of two Dartmouth undergraduate sons; BenAyres, who drove 400 miles from a harrowing golf tournament in Philadelphia; SherryBaketel, who doubtless took the trip from Philly in his stride; the Phil Grosses, GeorgeSacketts and your secretary (with Robin) to keep Westchester County in the running; and Governor Sherm Adams, skipping from conference to convention, and from the trustees' solemn sessions to the gridiron.
At New Haven the Yale game brought out a different assortment. Immediately surrounding this reporter were Adie Stern and Roy Rube!, with lovely ladies on their respective arms; Wade Smith, glowing with robust health; the Paul Kays and the HikeNeuiells; Jack Mayer, Hal and Liz Bernkopf; Bob Steinholtz, long lost in the class records, but now safely restored to residence in West Hartford; and the George Winters. Mrs. Winter was exhausting herself in support of the Green but sporting a bright blue bonnet, in deference to her Hotchkiss graduated son, George Bennet, now enrolled in the Class of 1953 at Yale.
Nuptials of the summer in the families of the above-mentioned football fans included those of Norm Richardson's son Fred and Adie Stern's son Edwin Jr. The class record awaits the particulars.
Quiz question of the month, for a prize not to exceed $300,000,000: What well-known Twenty once coached at Yale? The phone is ringing already and 95% of the class is reminding us that Tommy Thomson is the name. A good letter from Tommy says that he got to the West Coast for the NCAA and AAU meets last summer; first time back since 1932. Tommy Jr. is on his way to graduation from University of Maryland this coming June. And a welcome item that the top hurdler clipped from the Baltimore Sun about a top tennis player says, "This fall John A. Collom, the dean of Baltimore tennis pros, can look back on a quarter of a century as professional at the Suburban Club." The story reminds us that John won both the class and College championships freshman year, "a feat that had never before been accomplished." After service with the Dartmouth ambulance unit and in the U. S. Army, he settled in Baltimore in the early twenties and has been teaching tennis there ever since. That his club thinks well of him is attested by the banquet in his honor and the silver service presented to him recently.
Our uncomplaining class treasurer, who shies from the sight of his name in print, anywhere, but whose initials have been an important addition to many a piece of class literature, deserves stronger support than ever in his annual collection of class dues. The till has been jingling with generously supplied receipts, but there is always room for more. And soon, be it remembered, somebody must start financing the preliminaries for our 30th Reunion in 1951. Have you mailed your four bucks to Roc?
The necrology section of the October issue reported the untimely death of FredRobinson. Within the past month his sisterin-law, Mrs. James H. Robinson of Lake Bluff, 111., has been kind enough to write us something about the last years of "Fritz's" life. For many years he served as manager of various apartment hotels in Chicago. From the end of the war until last January he worked with the War Assets Administration. Then he bought a 200-year-old house in Quebec, remodeled it, and created the deluxe restaurant called 51 Rue des Ramparts. Apparently the hard work and worry brought on serious illness, for he returned to Chicago in June, spent five weeks in Passavant Hospital, and died, aged 51, of high blood pressure and uremic poisoning. Fred had never married, and his brother James is the only survivor in his immediate family.
Fiftieth birthdays in December: GrosvenorPlowman on the 16th; Dick Pearson on the 27th. "Our heads are bloody but unbowed!"
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