1946

I blush with shame! In the February issue I said that our class raised $1,601,933 last year! I've been known to draw the long bow on occa sion, but this was a worldclass effort. Head Agent Tom Adams wrote, "Imagine the shock I received." I guess so. Tom's great but not that great. Oh well, what's a million-four error among friends? The real figure is $160,933. On the subject of fund raising, and to tell you how good you are, last year the 1946 classes at Princeton and Yale only raised approximately $ 100,000. Princeton '46 has about the same number of members as our class, 500, but Yale has 800 members. Good going! Let's do even better this year.

Spoke to Nick Vorys out in Columbus, Ohio. The good doctor is still doing just that but no longer teaches at Ohio State. He intends to retire from private practice very shordy. Says that will give him more time to spend at his house on Nantucket Island. Nick has a lawyer son, a doctor daughter, and a banker son. Good to hear from you, Nick, after too long a time. Enjoy your retirement, and get back to Hanover.

I received a letter from Frank Ettari, 1946's coal baron. Must be something in that. He wrote from Tequesta, Fla., where he spends seven months of the year. The remainder he's back at the home base, New Rochelle, N.Y. He didn't give me his Florida address, but I suppose you can find him on the golf course. Frank reminded me that he , Jack Novascone, and I all met on a rattler out of Grand Central Station one September night in 1942, on our way to become members of the class of 1946. That triggered a call to the redhead. Found him in Escondido, Calif. Jack's been retired for a couple of years from his mattressmanufacturing business. He was recovering from some surgery but he said he'd be all right in no time and could keep up his 14 handicap on the links. Before having his own business Jack was with Simmons Mattress for many years. I learned that George Glass is in Oceanside and owner of a shopping center. Jack also told me that the old lopeka flash, Hariy Colmery, is in Pasadena, though whether retired or not Jack doesn't know. George, Harry, let's hear from you. Jack gave me another item: Clark V. Judge's son is a sports reporter for the San Diego Union. News to me, but then I haven't spoken to the "VMan" lately. I will before next edition.

I had a long phone visit with Billy Riley. After 23 years with Budweiser he retired two years ago. He's still in Reading, Mass., but also has a little spread on Cape Cod at Dennis. Billy's got a boat and said if you stop by he'll take you fishing. He might even have an old Budweiser around the house. He was thrilled that the Big Green beat Harvard in hockey for the first time in many years. I seem to recollect Billy beating the John Harvards almost single-handedly.

It'll be summertime when next you hear from me. If you can find the time, let me hear from you.

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