1938

IT'S ABOUT TIME. As chairman of Elgin Clock, Jeny Hochberg made every minute count. So much so that he clocked in five fall years of consulting with the company after his alleged retirement. He's still putting his time to good use, broadcasting to the blind via the Chicago Radio Service, visiting the sick, and sometimes browsing in the library.

Summertime saw Jerry visiting Asher Lane in Suffolk, N.Y., and springtime—-June '93 to be exact—will see him in Hanover for the 55th.

NOTES FROM ALL OVER. Operating out of Highland Park, III., Bill Sherman keeps active maintaining his manufacturer's representative business. He doesn't range the prairies as far as he once did, but he still covers the northern part of Illinois and Wisconsin. In winter, too. Up Brattleboro, Vt., way, DickSherwin keeps plugging along. He's an accredited member of the Ag Regulars, that ardent golfer pack that roams the links of New England, and, for some, Florida. You've gotten the names and numbers of the players in earlier columns. St. Petersburg's Dave Rugen gives golf a great go, too, but he varies it with a courtly game of tennis. Dave sees his daughter who lives in St. Pete and, less frequently his son in Allentown, Pa. WalterHalfman is still ensconced in that town with the intriguing name of Whispering Pines, N.C. Bob Forgan divides his time between the Cape (there's only one!) and his home in Franconia, N.H.

THE DIE IS CAST. More accurately it was cast when the John J. Adams Die Cos. first came on the scene in Worcester, Mass., 135 years ago. It's the oldest family company in the city, and 1938's John Adams is still its president and still guiding its course with a firm hand.

John's commitment to continuity extends to other areas as well. For instance, he's climbed every 4,000-foot mountain in New England—all 22 of them—as a member of the Four Thousand Footer Club of New England. Also, his gung-ho-for-Dartmouth attitude has seen him make every Holy Cross and Worcester game from 1934 to 1990.

A touch of arthritis has curtailed John's more strenuous activities, but he still made the mini-reunion, and (complete non sequitur) he's the unchallenged alphabetical numero uno of the class, beating out Steve "Bull" Adams by a couple of letters.

ON THE OREGON TRAIL. It's a big country. So concluded Bill Baxter after his 12 hour Delta Airlines trek to the great Pacific Northwest from his pad in Palm Harbor, Fla., in die great Atlantic Southeast. Besides enjoying a visit with his daughter in Corvallis, Bill discovered that, to natives, Oregon is really Orygun and not Oregone.

IF WINTER COMES ... can spring be far behind? If spring comes, can June be far behind? Break the pattern. When June does come, you come, too. Up to Hanover. Up to the fabulous 55th Reunion. You'll be glad in your heart that you did.

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