Class Notes

1938

February 1960 MARTIN R. KING, PETER SCHAEFFER
Class Notes
1938
February 1960 MARTIN R. KING, PETER SCHAEFFER

The hair is getting thin over Lou Frick's forehead, but the rugged face carries the same welcome smile, and the voice is still low and soft from the guy who once backed up a great Green line in the days of the single wing. We met in the offices of his employer, Conover-Mast, Graybar Building, New York, where Lou is Southeastern Sales Representative for the magazine, "House and Garden." Imagine Frick tied up with decor, color combinations, and lily gardens. It's as long a fetch as his buddy, Bob McLeod '39, being the man about "Town and Country." ... Walking through Grand Central Station with Lou on the way to a coffee break at the Commodore we literally bounced into Big Moose Wyman '39. Moose is a successful nurseryman in Framingham, Mass.... But, back to Frick. Like many of us, he attended his 25 th high school reunion at Bloomfield, N. J., in June. He lives in easy commuting range of Manhattan; has a daughter in college down in Western Maryland and does a little scouting of local talent for Hanover. He also reported that:

Gene Waggaman is doing nicely as Promotions Director of McFadden Publications in Gotham; Matty and Blackie Mattimore are quite active in the Stamford Yacht Club. Matty is Vice President in charge of Public Relations for the Kenyon and Eckhardt Advertising Agency on Pepsi-Cola and other accounts. Public Relating with Joan Crawford on soft drinks must be fun. Another relations man in industry is John Tower, still going strong with the International Paper Company.

We met Howie Casler at the Dartmouth Club bar. I like to go in and sip ginger ale . . .all the time looking Pat Dougherty square in his twinkling, Irish eyes. When the pinkcheeked bar boss hesitatingly asks if I really want the soft stuff, I nod vertically with a comment something like this: "I came in to see you take it easy for all of the years I overworked you." He mumbles something like "miracles, miracles, mira. . . ."

Anyway, Howie Casler looks swell. He's an international marketing man for Pond's-Chesebrough selling vaseline and body creams in Australia, Hong Kong, Tokyo, London, and where-not. He moved the family from Rumson, N. J., to New Canaan for more convenient commuting from New York City and abroad. Howie has become a salt-water fisherman. You'd envy the little cruiser he has on the Sound. It's an Egg Harbor, running, I think, 32 feet. He told me that not too long ago he was in the Great Neck, L. I., area and tried to raise Warren King into a party mood. Not successful in that effort, he reports, however, that Warren is doing a great job with the young lads at Garden City High School where he's teaching-coaching.

We were bound to have one of our relatives in the Sexauer business ... and we have waited long enough. It's even the right relative ... Jim Chandler. He sells the Sexauer System for the Sexauer Manufacturing Company, Hartford-Springfield area, New England. Here is how Mr. Chandler's calling card reads: "The Sexauer System of triple-wear replacement parts and tools." (Call me, Jimmy. I think it's getting to be just about that time.) The Chandlers live in Longmeadow, Mass.

A cardiovascular and thoracic surgeon is Austin Grant of 1005 Professional Building, Phoenix, Ariz. But, if that isn't enough, he's also husband of Helen and father of Richard, sixteen, Sally, thirteen, David, ten, Gerald, eight, Mary, two, and Margaret, less than a year. And, as Will Rogers once said about Amy Semple MacPherson "that aint bad baptizin'." Austin has quite an imposing record. He is certified by the American Board of Surgery and the American Board of Thoracic Surgery. He is also a Fellow of the American College of Surgeons and the American College of Chest Physicians. Somewhere along the line he quadruples as a photographer and a member of the Trudeau Society. What's that latter got "Trudeau" with, Austin?

W. H. Blaney Jr., 3 Wedgewood Lane, Fleetwood Acres, Huntington, L. 1., N. Y., it says here. He's President of the W. H. Blaney Associates, Inc., 9 Park Place, in Great Neck on Long Island, N. Y. The firm represents manufacturers selling through food channels in the East and central portions of U. S. A. Bill enjoys sailing, swimming, and skating with a large family headed by Mrs. Blaney (of course), the former Myra Hornish, whom you met at reunions, and four kids, Bill III, seventeen, Lauren, fourteen-, Richard, ten, and Betty, six.

Still have a few notes for next time in the shoe box, that Horn of Scarcity so aptly described by my capable predecessor, John Emerson. Come along now. Send me some stuff for '60. I'll nudge you with a questionnaire which has proven quite successful to date. When yours arrives, fill it out promptly. The fellows would like to hear from you.

Bill Blancy '38, who is the subject of news inthe class column, with his wife Myra at thelast '38 reunion in Hanover.

Secretary, 2945 Fairmount Cleveland 18, Ohio

Treasurer, Hunter Lane, Rye, N. Y.