Here comes this chatty little column once again, weaving the warp and woof of our Class fabric. I wish I could wax poetic or climb the heights of rhetoric once in a while. But, if I did, none of you would read the stuff, so I guess I will stick to the personal bits, of which I again seem to have plenty this month.
Ernie Moore sends in a few choice items which he gleaned from local papers. The first one I am going to turn into the second annual prize cigar contest. Write your own gag to the following: "Ron Findley won 100 feet of Manilla rope at a Concord, Mass., lumber company's open house." The best sequitor to this will get from me a cigar.
Ernie also enclosed a clipping showing a toothy Dave Kelley grouped together with some other attorneys who participated in a seminar on successful trial techniques at New England Law Institute. This picture was in a Boston newspaper. Dave is gritting his teeth, possibly because he is still preoccupied with the ski-weekend expenses of his multifarious sons and daughters.
John Benson earned his money as president of the Shawmut Association recently when he fended searching questions from various quaint stockholders at the annual association meeting. John said, "We plan to increase deposits, expand loans, open additional branches and control expenses." How can you beat that for a platform to win stockholder votes? I'll bet that if you had asked John at that meeting if he were against sin he would have stated that he was against sin!
Jim and Annette Swift are going to drive slowly through Western Massachusetts en route from Chicago to Hanover for Class Officers' weekend, "looking for anything that strikes the eye." They're thinking about climbing down out of that 26th floor apartment and living on the ground in their retirement. I fervently hope that they stay in New England, for purely selfish reasons. We can't have the entire '31 retirees migrating to Florida.
The only bass clarinetist I ever knew personally, Ben Hardman, is a member of the faculty of the College of Saint Catherine. He is presently studying for his doctorate, competing with the youngsters on an equal oasis in the classrooms of graduate study. He says regarding his college: "We get girls trom all over the world." Probably he means students.
Jack and Margaret Bean (Jack, the matchmaker?) announced the marriage of their daughter Ellen to Ensign Robert W. Erickson of New York City. They're going to live in Athens, Ga.
Jack Gilmore brings us up-to-date: "We have been in Wilmette, Ill., ten years. I'm assistant general counsel for Kemper Insurance Companies, specializing in taxes and corporate law. Son Gordon is freshman at University of Denver."
From Jack Barrett: "It's hot and humid in Orlando, Fla., during the summer, and we wish we could enjoy the New Hampshire summer weather." Jack, you don't even need a visa to make it back up here. We still have some pine trees left, you know.
I may be repeating this news, but I think it is indeed worthwhile. Our Class newlyweds, George and Mary Ann Nickum, were married on January 6 and joined Si andFran Leach at the Country Club of Florida and had twelve delightful days with the Leachs for their honeymoon.
Oh well, at least Trudy and I were Class newlyweds for a while. I suppose it can't last forever.
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