1944
Hose Craig and X have just completed a relaxing bachelor weekend with John Walker in the red outfit, my collie, and home movies of Reunion. The families are in the East, so Hose and I played house, eating our meals out, and confining our domesticity to extracting ice cubes and leaving empty trays.
The movies Hose took were grand. Needle Allen and Tommy Minor at the auction outhustled any rustlers at the gulch you'll catch on TV. Since Hose didn't bring his kliegs, most of the pictures were taken while the sun was up, and I must say everyone looked gentile indeed.
Like everyone else who was at reunion to whom I've spoken, Hose was high in praise for the work that Phil, Needle, Boston Bob, Bill McElnea and all the rest of the committee did in making the Fifteenth the enormous success it was. Dr. Bill Gatlin wrote, "By all odds, the 15th was the greatest weekend ever and a rousing vote of thanks should go to the Planning Committee, particularly Penberthy and Allen." He also added for the benefit of one lucky guy, "I bid (at the auction) on an irresistible Red Reo for $45 on the cuff and, because of a heavy rain (I'm sure the beer had nothing to do with it) I was unable to recognize, much less recall the name, of the guy from whom I bought the ticket. From reading your column carefully, I have come to the conclusion that all of my classmates are high-powered executives and my mention of this $45 would only serve to annoy its rightful owner or, at least, inch him into a higher tax bracket. However, if you will pass the word along, I would like it known that I have $45 set aside in trust for some '44 to claim." If the "rightful owner" isn't polite enough to read this far, red inkstained Bill McElnea will find a slot for it.
Whitey Myers is coming to Cincinnati tomorrow to play in the qualifying regionals for the National Amateur, and according to the local scribes is one of those favored to get a berth. Pinky Corroon, another exponent of the smooth swing, was one of the officials at Winged Foot when they hosted the Open this year. Among his duties was to look after some of the touring pros. He got Billy Casper eventually to become the champ. Also among the sportsmen, Jack McGuire has taken a leave of absence from finance to promote and build a new race track in the Rochester area. He's already lost at least two customers at the $50 window. Rocky Davidson packed up and left for Texas. Dick Ostberg, who was also in the area, has just moved to Palo Alto, Calif.
Spcrk Welch moved into a new home in the Indian Hills section of Louisville last week. And Tank Bruce is now in his new home in Greenwich. After he and Helen got settled, they and the kids spent a weekend with the Craigs in Maine. Hose says when Tank climbed out of the car he was carrying what looked like a half gallon of laundry bleach, but thankfully it turned out to be a half gallon of Seagrams Golden Gin. Sensible way to beat the heat.
Joe Goldstein was promoted to full professor at Yale in June. George Troxell was recently elected vice-president and general manager of the Hershey Drilling Co. in New Orleans. Here's a new customer for McGuire's track. Andy MacDowell who had been in Cleveland with Kodak is now back at headquarters in Rochester. And Harold Jamison has moved from Texas to Farmington, N. M., where he is manager of Dia Log (electric wire line service).
Charley Fox and Rosemary Quinn were married in Hartford on July II. The local beer king, Lou Schott, was best man. Charley and bride will live in Chicago where he is with the Management Consultant firm, Booz, Allen, and Hamilton. Dan Donahue, incidentally, is also with the firm.
Will Sporleder is up from Texas to Chester, Va., where he is Richmond District Business Management Manager for Ford. I've been preoccupied for 48 hours since the last sentence and am pleased to report that in the interim, Bob Meyers blew himself to a very respectable 72 on the opening round, only five boys in the tri-state area under him. And he took it in a rain squall. Also I had a call from the class Agha Khan, Willie McElnea who aside from complaining that I have been spelling his name wrong for twelve years wanted to announce that the Executive Committee, in a martini inspired mood of generosity, decided to send the ALUMNI MAGAZINE to all living members of the class regardless of participation. Then he dropped the vial, and said that thanks to Needle's auction we just squeaked past the break-even point on Reunion. At least be kind to Willie when the class dues notices come out.
That bloody directory thing we sent out last June is now about as current as "Burnside's Tactics." Bob Gurley is now living in Chicago, president of Transquip Corp.; Dr. Walt Price has taken his tools to Newport News; Howie Price, the Management Analyst of the VA, has moved to Silver Spring and is working out of the central office in Washington; Ed Bailey has forsaken Chicago for Clarkson, Ont., Canada; thanks to Ann Allen we learn that she and Dick have moved from Worcester to Brighton, Mass., which is a bit more convenient for Dick who is senior scientist in Applied Research for MinneapolisHoneywell in Boston; and then the big blow to know that Bill Hufstader would let some disgusting thing like money influence him to leave Marblehead, even if GM asked him, for Cleveland; peripatetic Major Jim Elliott is now on Broadway with U.S. Army Chemical Procurement; and Horace Mosser has forsaken Vermont for Williamsport, Penna., which after all is just about as wild.
In the In Memoriam column of this issue we have the sad and tragic report of DonArnsdorf's untimely death last June. His loss will be sorely felt by the entire class.
Cmdr. Edward P. Stafford '42, USN, with his family and Vermont's Senator Aiken in VicePresident Nixon's office in Washington, D. C. The occasion was a luncheon with SenatorAiken, to whom Ed is assigned as Navy liaison officer.
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