1914

The last day of the old year—9:00 A.M., raining, warm, and a deadline to meet in three days! A date for New Year's Eve at the Charlie Batchelders',—auto plates to change, final book-keeping to do, calls to make, Sunday office appointments, some letters to write

—one to Jack Conners before the next NewsLetter, which will be in the mails long before this will be in print—should go to church, but when? That deadline is always a nightmare and always at the end of the year. Now it is-beginning to snow!

The mail is still thin and scarce except for Christmas and New Year's greetings which were much enjoyed and appreciated. Thanks to everybody who remembered us. A confession would admit that the birthday list has completely disappeared, not a sign of it anywhere. One could excuse that in our president, who seems to be hopping about from one address to another and does not really know where he lives this winter. First it is Bridgeport, then Candlewood, then he in one place and the family in another, but for me, with a routine, stodgy existence,—no excuse.

Tiny Tuss just landed in my lap, nearly upsetting the coffee cup at my elbow. Tiny Tuss, 14 pounds, better known as Skipper, is the son of Tiny Jeff of Hanover, N. H.,—no manners at all but very friendly after suitable inspection.

Sno-bird next month, the gala occasion of the year. By the time this appears it will be less than two weeks away. Are you coming up? The set-up is perfect this year, immediately following the holiday, the 23rd through the 25th. Come up the holiday and stay through. There is still time for a reservation and an excellent program is in the making. Squire Remsen has the venison, PrexyConners has the pheasants, Ross McKenney has the wild boar, and Rufe Sisson claims to have the bear meat. (That last we want to see and we dare him to produce it.)

All of you men who have been here before, or wanted to come, should try to make it this year. With world affairs as they are, we can't rely on 1952, so do it now, then come back next year if you can. We have excellent reunion pictures, both movies and colored films. Father-sons' night will be observed as usual, and you will have a good chance to meet and get acquainted with the men in the Administration Building. It is a friendly, warm, enjoyable party with no pressure of fast moving schedules like a June reunion. Plenty of time to relax, chin and get acquainted again. If you can't come, send your wife,—we'd rather see her anyway!! Write or wire The Inn or Chet Wescott or me personally and do it now. Don't be afraid of the cold (you won't feel it in The Inn or the Outing Club). A good time is guaranteed. Sons, daughters, the whole family welcome.

New Year's morning. Class dues are slowly coming in but a little too slow—have you paid yours? They are necessary to keep the wheels turning, so why put it off? Either five or twenty, that part is up to you.

A brief note from Rosie Hinman reports all well from Rome, N. Y. Expects to make Hanover in February for the Sno-bird party. He does not report any grandchildren.

Yesterday I saw a senior who was home on vacation, who reports that Bob Hopkins is still in a cast and on crutches but is coming along well. Bob is a star soccer player and the team missed his services greatly.

Jesse Hubel has changed his address to 15 Granville Rd., Hampstead, Montreal 29, Quebec. His son David will get his M.D. from McGill in June. Remember that daughter Joan graduated from Wellesley back in '43. There are two grand-daughters to date who are progressing satisfactorily but Jesse figures he is through with college for the time being as they will not be ready for Wellesley until well into the '60s.

Mart Remsen took the trip to the Princeton game. He did not see the game,—was washed out and lost some shingles from the roof while away. Mart's latest pastime is watching the water flow by the new Wilder Dam. Be sure to see the river and dam on your Sno-bird trip, as it is well worth while.

String Howe and Dot are still talking about reunion. They have a new grand-daughter, Agnes Eleanor Murray, born to Julia in September, which brings the total to four. On the way home from reunion, the Howes visited the family,—Julian in Wellesley, brother Henry in Cohasset, Mass., Julia in Glens Falls and Lyman in Ithaca. String went to the Detroit Powwow and reports, "PageJunkins and Red Loudon were the only representatives of 'The Famous Class' that I saw. The game was not as bad as the score would indicate, for Dartmouth was definitely a threat the whole of the first half. Manpower beat us in the second half Red Loudon is thin but otherwise seems like his old self."

String admits to being older than once but continues to bowl every Wednesday night as a member of the Sperti Farraday team and is Secretary Treasurer of the Industrial League .... no scores mentioned!!

The December issue of Civil Engineers contains a two-page article by A1 Richmond, entitled "What is the Right Job for Me?" Al, as Personnel Officer for the American Society of Civil Engineers, is well qualified as an author and has done a masterful job. The article is too long to abstract. He brings out the choice of function and field of endeavor.... the choice between a large and a small firm advantages and disadvantages; The search for a job .... method of approach to prospective employers—the interview, etc., are covered excellently and there is a suggested bibliog- raphy. Worth reading for your sons!

John and Mrs. Burleigh seem to be the only visitors at The Inn in December. Why do you always pick the off-season, John? How about February 22nd-25th this year?

Carlton S. Wicker can now be reached at 78 Woodward Ave., Buffalo 14, N. Y.

James M. Healy is with the U. S. Department of Labor, Washington 25, D. C., as a trial attorney. Jim resides at 921 Butternut St., N. W., Washington 12, D. C.

Harold J. Morse is now living at 8155 Main St., Aberdeen, S. D.

Paul Smith, as usual in the winter, can be reached at 120 Frederica Drive, Clearwater, Florida.

Your secretary had a nice conversation by telephone with Bino Knight this morning. Bino is greatly improved, following his heart attack and is back in the saddle with both feet in the stirrups. He is teaching one day a week at Yale this semester—carrying on the work of the Presbytery and doing a lot of travelling. Bino's son is still splitting atoms and doing research at University of California.

Pennell Aborn has severed his connections with M.I.T. after many years and is now looking for a job. Anyone needing paths shovelled this winter may contact him at his home. Better hurry though, because by the time you read this he will undoubtedly be placed.

See you in two weeks in the Inn!

1914 REUNION GLIMPSES: Bill Hands, Walt Daly, and Lize Wheelock enjoy Hanover out of doors.

Secretary, 88 Sea Street, North Weymouth, Mass.

Treasurer 165 Marlboro St., Wollaston, Mass. Memorial Fund Chairman, Etna, N. H.