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our illustrious alumni pointed out at a Yale Club luncheon, the government would quite obviously collapse if you pulled out all the Yale men. Seriously, however, one comes to realize here how well Yale takes to heart its mission in training men for service "in Church and Civil State."
On the family side, we added a son, James Robert, to our number in November, 1946. With three daughters and a son, we consider it a well-rounded family. Said family is at the moment in Vermont as I sit in Washington. We have kept the temper of our New England souls by returning each summer to a farm we acquired in 1947, and there we become annually renewed in body and spirit.
Never have we lived in a city so characterized by opposites. It is a beautiful city with revolting slums; a worldly city with the most church-going urban population I have ever seen. For myself, having become a Presbyterian by propinquity, I am now one by conviction. Yet sectarianism burns but feebly within me and I rather relish the ecumenical protestantism of the clergymen whose services I attend here.
JOSEPH STEPHEN LONGO; 142 McKinley Avenue, Norwich, Conn.
In March of 1946, the Navy felt it could get along very well with- out my service and sent me home cross country from California. Enjoyed the trip much better eastward than westward. Dug up the dusty legal shingle and sent out a hurried call for clients. A year later, a three-weeks' tour at the expense of the Elks brought me back to California, Portland, and Lake Louise. I needed this to prepare myself for the arrival of our youngest and last child, Judith Marie, bringing the total of progeny to three. To take up the slack, I served in the General Assembly as State Representative in 1949 and graduated to Senator in the 1951 session. Enjoyed a two-year term as Judge of the City Court until the Supreme Court decided Repub- licans make better judges than Democrats, in which view we were forced to concur.
In April of 1951 Jim Dutton, an old school friend, and I decided two could work as cheaply as one and started a law firm which now gives me more time to practice my new vocation-golf. Still shooting around 100. Best thing that happened in the last fifteen years was attending the Fifteenth Reunion. The committee provided a wonder- ful time. See you at the Twentieth.
LUTHER LOOMIS; 205 Norwalk Road, Darien, Conn.
Since last writing, life has been just one damn thing after another.
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JOSEPH F. LORD; P.O. Box 175, Church Street, Little Silver, N.J.
No additional children; two dogs; four chickens. I'm interested in local politics-councilman-elect in my home town. Treasurer of the Travellers Aid Society of N.Y. ($20,000 deficit last year), and Director of the Little Silver Y.M.C.A. (no deficit last year). Trustee of The Masters School (girls), of the Berkshire School (boys), of The Rumson Country Day School (boys and girls).
Sailing and walking behind a power mower furnish enough exer- cise to keep weight fairly steady. I ride five hundred miles a week to a job I like, as second v.p. of the Guaranty Trust Co. of N.Y. We do not make unsecured loans to individuals.
LOUIS FREDERIC LOUTREL, JR .; 39 Boulder Brook Road, Wellesley, Mass.
Nineteen fifty-one finds the Loutrel family living on the edge of country in Wellesley, Mass., and not quite used to the idea that Daddy got out of college fifteen years back. The success of the June reunion already has resulted in considerable agitation on the part of Betsy, who is eight, and Mimi, six, to attend the next reunion of Vassar '37 with their mother (née Dora Lucy Sinclair). With the boys, Pete, two, and William, who arrived on June 5, 1951, trucks and a bottle on a religious four-hour schedule seem to be their re- spective major interests at this time.
The source of bread and butter for this tribe is Monsanto Chemical Company, where yours truly has been since graduation and is now in new product development work with the Merrimac Division of the company at Everett, Mass.
Four and a half years service in the Naval Reserve during the war included a year at the Naval Air Station, Jacksonville, Fla. (a verita- ble Yale reunion), and three and a half years sea duty with command of a sub chaser and destroyer escorts. The latter involved convoy duty in the Atlantic and a Cook's tour of the inactive zones of the South Pacific in the closing months of the war.
Based on recent practice, Hyannis Port, Mass., is probably a good bet for summer address of the family, with sailing and fishing being the principal activities of the old man. Free counsel along these lines (probably worth just about the fee charged) will be glady provided any visiting Elis.
WILLIAM NEWHALL LOVELL; 6188 Ingleside Avenue, Chicago, Ill.
Trying to catch up with others in the class of 1936 has kept me busy since our last class report. Marriage in 1946 gave me a late start, but now we can count one boy, David Gilbert, born in 1947, one boy,
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William Bell, born in 1949, and one girl, Elizabeth Ellen (Betsy), born in 1950. I am trying to accommodate myself to my wife's hopes for a fourth within the next year or two. One of our rarest pleasures at present is to drink a cup of hot coffee together in peace and quiet, but also one of our pleasures, we must admit, is the widening family circle around the supper-table.
With the beginning of 1951 I changed jobs, leaving the ministry of South Congregational Church in Chicago to become Presbyterian University Pastor at the University of Chicago. Both jobs are on the frontier, so to speak, of Christian work. South Church was interracial, consisting of Japanese-Americans, Negroes, and whites-difficult, complex, gratifying none the less. I was there for seven years. The excitement of my new job lies in discovering the place of the Christian faith in the sophisticated intellectual life of the university world.
The course of events today in world politics, the UN and Soviet- United States relations, domestic affairs, civil liberties, freedom and security at home and abroad, keeps me radical in my social and political views, though not as doctrinair and active organizationally as a few years ago. My perspective in just about all matters is the Christian faith, reinterpreted constantly both socially and theo- logically for its meaning in life and culture.
As for hobbies, my work itself is filled with variety and stimula- tion. Otherwise, the family comes first and inescapably. Reading, and sports like tennis, soft-ball or ice-skating, are always pleasures. And then there is that rare date with each other to which my wife and I aspire once a month.
CABOT WARD LOW; 173 East 73d Street, New York, N.Y.
I've moved to the above address from New Canaan, Conn.
WILLIAM W. LOW; Madison, Conn.
I am married and have two sons, William, Jr., and Theodore. I work in a partnership-Vita Formulas, Inc., Madison, Conn., manu- facturers of leather preservatives. My pastimes are: keeping up the house and grounds of my slowly deteriorating property, unaided by sons; swimming after July 4th; and drinking after Labor Day. As we live on the Post Road, all our friends from Maine to Key West stop in and leave us very little time for any other extra-curricular activities. Won't you join us when you have occasion to be in this vicinity?
ROBERT MAURICE LUBY; 104 Harvard Avenue, Meriden, Conn.
The passing of the last five years has not changed my status to
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any great extent. I am still working in the same office in Meriden, Conn., and living in the same house. The general practice of law keeps me busy, and the remaining time is spent with wife, daughter (Deborah Ann, born October, 1946), and son (Robert M., born January, 1950), in pursuing the various activities common to the family man.
RICHARD T. LUMB; 10 Parkwood Boulevard, Poughkeepsie, N.Y.
It's really interesting looking back over past biographies. For some foolish reason or other I remarked in '46, and it was of no concern to me, that New York needed a ten-cent subway ride. Having done so well for the Big City, I wish I could do as much for the perpendicular pronoun. At the moment, however, taxes and other irksome burdens seem to be having their day.
Seriously, though, the last five years have been as kind as circum- stances permit. There was no offspring to report then. Since then there has been an addition-another boy-and it's just possible that before press time a third one should have put in an appearance. We own still more of our home now than we did then, but have managed to fill only half of the two-car garage that came with the place. The family woodworking business still holds me in the same positions, keeps me well out of mischief and with enough pocket change for life's necessity since giving up smoking. In church work my talents have been used for the whole gamut from table waiter to president of the Men's Club, but am currently hiding from further duties. "These responsibilities should be passed around-" and all that sort of stuff. In the military manner, the Reserves still have a grasp on me, but it becomes weaker with age-my age. Another '46 prediction about being a first looie the rest of my life will be good for a few more years, anyway. Other than this there is little to report except that The Bowl is still mecca to me.
For the next five years I want a return to statesmanship in government and our money's worth out of taxes.
EDMUND P. LUNKEN; The Lunkenheimer Co., Cincinnati 14, Ohio.
When 1945 opened, I was still in the Army Air Force, having just returned from overseas duty of three years. The end of 1945 brought to an end the wearing of the khaki, and 1946 dawned with yours truly back at work in his old job with The Lunkenheimer Company, where I started work after graduation.
With civilian life staring me full in the face, the first necessity, for wife and six-year-old son, was to find a house. Quite a job in those days. Fortunately, my wife being the artistic type, found one of those Early American farm houses just outside of Cincinnati, which
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she thought would be lovely to remodel. What a headache! How- ever, it took shape nicely and in about six months was liveable. It is now more liveable, but plumbing and other essentials cause more headaches.
In November, 1946, my second son arrived, making a total of two male children, which number has not been exceeded to date.
In the spring of 1947, while still trying to become acclimated to civilian life, one bright sunny day brought the brilliant idea that I was a great aviator and therefore should prove my prowess in the National Air Races. After locating a sponsor, I bought a surplus P-51, then the sponsor fell through, so I was off wrong from the start. After a lot of blood, sweat and tears, I struggled to California for the start of the Bendix Transcontinental Race, and with more luck than sense, plus cascades of leaking gasoline from the many un- plugged holes, I managed to get third place. Then, with a taste of success dulling my judgment, I decided to be a big-time operator in 1948 and acquired another P-51. LUNKEN'S ONE-MAN AIR FORCE! Dawn came abruptly one morning when I realized it was an expensive venture, and so I sold the second plane to the fellow that won the race in 1947. Unfortunately, however, the day I tried to deliver it to him, the engine quit on a take-off and I demolished the airplane, a few hundred feet of fence belonging to the City of Cin- cinnati and all possible profits, with the net result that I wound up flying my airplane in the 1948 Bendix race with him for his sponsor, and took fourth place, only two minutes behind the winner (the same guy!). Shortly thereafter, I sold the airplane, much to my wife's disgust, as she felt I should have won both years. I then settled back to earth with a little more concentrated effort at the valve works. As a result, I got so engrossed that I had to go to a convention instead of my Fifteenth Reunion, and am now trying to figure ways and means to get a vacation this summer.
Among other things, I am an ardent but mediocre golfer. Have not changed my opinion that if we don't get rid of all the Old Deals in Washington, this country and the Class of '36 are going on the rocks; and that just about brings this up to the present moment.
JOHN D. MACALLISTER, 31 Summer Street, Keene, N.H.
After two years in Yale Medical School, the financial situation became desperate, so I entrepreneured a laboratory (manufacturing and research in chemicals and pharmaceuticals, known as MacAllister Laboratory, in Cleveland, Ohio, and still functioning, at present under the supervision of my father).
Married Shirley Beth Stone, of Richford, Vt., on June 26, 1938. Four sons born of this marriage: John Stone, June 10, 1939; Robert
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Wallace, February 7, 1941; David Bruce, July 14, 1946; and the 'last of the Mohicans'-James Duncan, March 14, 1948.
Enlisted in the 112th Observation Squadron, Air Corps, Ohio National Guard, September, 1938, right after Hitler went into Poland. On active duty as Sergeant in the Medical Detachment, Air Corps. Served two years prior to Pearl Harbor, principal assignment as Sergeant-Major of Detached Medical Personnel at Pope Field Air Base, Fort Bragg, N.C.
Out of Army just before Pearl Harbor and resumed medical studies at Western Reserve Medical School in Cleveland, Ohio, the day after returning home. After Pearl Harbor received a Commission in the Medical Administrative Corps and remained on inactive status to pursue my medical education. On active duty four months, then inactive again while I completed an interneship and an abbreviated residency (Junior Assistant Resident) in Medicine at Cleveland City Hospital. Returned to Active Duty in May, 1945, principal assign- ment with the 121st Evacuation Hospital. Finally became a full- fledged civilian in March of 1946.
Removed to Keene, N.H., to set up a general practice of medicine. Have served as City Physician for four and a half years, belong to the Lions Club and to Lodge, Chapter and Council of the Masonic fraternity.
Now enjoying life insofar as is possible in these times. Life in this racket can be hectic, but one advantage of this region as a home is that in two minutes one can be out of town and ready to fish, hunt, swim or relax, according to one's pleasure. No commuting, no traffic snarls, Ah Wilderness! With four active sons, I get a fair share of exercise and sports participation.
WILLIAM DICKSON MACEVITT; Randolphville Road, R.D. 1, New Market, N.J.
That much photographed chapel in Oak Ridge, Tenn., formed the setting in which Dorothy Pollock, West Virginia U., '38, became Mrs. MacEvitt. That was in April, 1945. Our first home, an all-ply- wood dwelling overlooking Happy Valley, served until October, when our work with the Manhattan Project was over.
Two little girls have joined us. Marjorie, who arrived the day after Christmas, 1948, took her first airplane ride to attend the "Fabulous Fifteenth." Kathy came in October, 1950.
House building has been our chief hobby since we gave up flying. We have just finished our ranch-type home near New Brunswick, N.J., which was started in August, 1948. The writer took a personal hand in every phase of the operation, from the design on. It was fun to acquire skill in masonry, carpentry, plumbing, etc. Dorothy made
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a door frame the week before Majorie came and finished papering the nursery just in time for Kathy. Any classmate who is inspired by a home-making magazine which says, "You can build it yourself" is cordially invited to stop in for a discussion.
Vacations are preferably spent in remote parts of the Adirondacks with Playmate, a 15-foot aluminum canoe. Sometimes a sailing rig for the canoe comes along, but always a tent and mess-kits.
Since 1945, this correspondent has been an Instrument Engineer. Background for this specialty was developed by operating such units as a solvent extraction plant, a cocoa-butter refinery, and a nitric acid plant, as well as spending several years on instrument maintenance. The years 1945 through 1950 saw the writer planning all instrumen- tation and other automatic control applications for all plants of the Bakelite Division of Union Carbide.
Project Construction Corp., 39 Broadway, N.Y.C., is my new business address. Instrument piping and installation is a specialty, although much of my time is devoted to Instrument Engineering for Project's affiliate, James P. O'Donnell, Engineers.
F. B. MACLAREN; 15 Bay Drive West, Huntington 12, L.I., N.Y.
After graduation, ROTC camp, and a short vacation, came the inevitable problem of making a living. Gibbs and Hill, consulting engineers in New York, originally provided the necessary facilities for this, but in the following year The Bristol Co. of Waterbury, Conn., came through with a more interesting proposition. It entailed de- veloping and designing a number of electronic industrial instruments for production, which is still my favorite occupation (daytime, of course). Bristol was very nice about it, too, providing their most at- tractive secretary, née Myrtle Stewart, to form a permanent partner- ship, effective August 10, 1940.
One year later, the Army must have somehow learned of our pleasant, peaceful life and immediately developed a terrific craving for an engineer just my size. Accordingly, another shiny but confused second lieutenant appeared at Aberdeen Proving Ground, Md. Through an oversight in the Pentagon, this finally developed into a fortunate assignment at Frankford Arsenal, which made considerable use of my previous experience.
The year 1946 finally brought to an end four and a half years of Army life as officer-in-charge of anti-aircraft gun-fire control de- velopment, and marked my final promotion to CIVILIAN. At that time, Glenn L. Martin Co. needed someone to develop a new aircraft radar-computer system, so the Clan Maclaren moved to Baltimore with Robert Bruce, who had been born in 1945, and David Stewart, vintage 1942, helping very little.
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After two and a half years, this project was nearing completion, and greener fields appeared in Long Island at The Servo Corporation of America, who thought it would be nice to have a new chief en- gineer of their guided missile control system development laboratory. Accordingly, the Clan found a new home to their liking on Hunting- ton Bay and took up residence there in December, 1948.
Those greener fields at Servo Corp. soon turned brown, however, so in the following year the Perkin-Elmer Corporation found a will- ing engineer to design their new bombing computer system. This went along fine until the company moved to Connecticut last Decem- ber, thereby providing the necessary push to start my own engineer- ing consulting business right in Huntington, which by this time had become our favorite place to live. With Myrtle as secretary and the beach as a sub-office, the venture has its merits, particularly if you enjoy going from rags to riches and return several times a month, but independently! Most of the work entails electronic and mechani- cal design of military systems, components, etc., and the future looks very promising-this week.
Huntington Bay Hills is a wonderful spot where Myrtle and the boys spend their time swimming and playing all kinds of sports, with the old man joining in whenever time permits. Even Harry S. (the dog) finds it a place abounding in his favorite sports, too. The advantages can best be demonstrated in a personal visit, which would be welcomed at any time.
GEORGE G. MAIRS; Dellwood, White Bear Lake, Minn.
I was married to Florence L. Howard in August, 1942, and we now have two boys-Samuel G. and George G. Jr., eight and a half and five years old, respectively. Since graduation I have worked for the Archer-Daniels-Midland Co., in various branches and now hold the honored title of Vice President in the Commander-Larabee Mill- ing Co. Division. My duties are in the production end of the business.
My hobbies are mostly of an active nature-tennis and golf in the summer, with squash, skiing, and skating in winter. A liberal amount of hunting takes place in the fall. Reading is pretty much limited to the Saturday Evening Post and I am way behind in that.
Politically I have served a term as Councilman of the Village of Dellwood, Inc., and am embarking on my second term as Treasurer, to which I was unanimously elected with seven votes. Unfortunately graft has not reached this far and my wife must do without a mink. Nor do we have a T.V.
HIRAM R. MALLINSON; 306 East 84th Street, New York, N.Y. Since last communiqué, these happenings of major and minor
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import occurred: (a) Was appointed advertising manager of the Herald Tribune's THIS WEEK magazine. (b) Desiring broader fields, have negotiated for government foreign service-news of which you may read with glowing interest in our next quinquennial report. (c) Became a landowner-a brownstone with garden in the heart of this big city, both my wife and I having longed for a real home base in lieu of cliff dwelling for some time.
For rest and recreation, hunting has been foremost; more recently with the bow and arrow, which I highly recommend to sated game hunters as foolish-looking but great fun. Summers at Easthampton- a cottage on the dunes by a fine stretch of sea. Last summer Kay and I had six weeks in European regions, some of them a little off the beaten track-Yugoslavia, Spain, Italy and Austria-making con- tacts and gaining some insight into political situations that have further whetted my desire for foreign service.
IRVING H. MANN; 7643 South Essex Avenue, Chicago 49, Ill.
Life proceeded on a fairly even keel during the past five years. In retrospect, perhaps the most important event was the arrival of our second son, Lawrence Alan, on April 30, 1948. With two young Indians in the house, we are searching for some nearby partially civilized tribe to calm them down.
The period was also marked by my acquisition of a C.P.A. cer- tificate in March, 1950, after a prolonged course of night study at Northwestern University and a gruelling exam. My family, having existed for six months before the exam with only a few curt words from the breadwinner during the intensive review course, took me back into the fold and all was forgiven.
Since 1936, I have been with the same firm, Globe Roofing Prod- ucts Co., Inc., of Whiting, Ind. The company has enjoyed a great period of growth in the last fifteen years, and in 1947, built a roofing felt mill, our third plant, in Chicago, where we manufacture building papers, automotive felts, etc. As Treasurer and a Director, my eight plus hours per day are well occupied.
We still enjoy seeing a good movie, television to the contrary, and try to take in plays, concerts and baseball games. An occasional game of golf plus a few calisthenics and playing with the kids keeps me fairly trim.
My fervent hope is for a peaceful world, but am keeping my fingers crossed. There is no question at all in my mind that the United States should be strong at all times.
EDWARD WILSON MANSFIELD; 1651 Central Avenue, Bridge- port, Conn.
I loafed and played tennis the year of graduation until the Fall,
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when I was employed as an accountant trainee at Chevrolet-Tarey- town. This resulted in two three-months' sojourn in Flint, Mich., at General Motors Tech .- frigid in the winter and torrid in the summer. Caught in the recession of 1938. I returned to Bridgeport and after an attempt (in vain) to increase the circulation of the Women's Home Companion entered the employ of Sikorsky Aircraft, where I am now a ten-year man.
On November 21, 1941, I married Maryan Brainard and arrived in Cambridge in time for the Harvard game. That wedding date settled the problem of anniversaries, so the third Saturday every Fall finds us somewhere near other thirty-sixers at the northwest corner of the bowl or southeast corner of Soldiers Field. Other Saturdays find us following the Yale team wherever they are, and I do wish the Y.A.A. would recognize loyalty when they allocate the tickets. Base- ball, however, is our main sporting interest and New York is where we find our recreation winter and summer.
I attended the Fifteenth Reunion and will surely make the Twentieth.
GEORGE DE MARE; Angel Acres, Box 93A, Route 2, Saugerties, N.Y.
Began new sort of life around '46 when we bought old country place between Woodstock and Saugerties up the Hudson about one hundred miles from New York-one hundred acres, two-hundred- year-old house, two other houses, a small lake and a river. Moved family there-three sons, wife (Smith '31, Yale Drama School '36), dog, cat, etc.
We live there while I earn living as managing editor of WE (picture color magazine published by Western Electric-circulation 100,000, readership quarter of a million). Also write-unsuccessfully com- pleted novel-agent peddling it. Teach writing course at N.Y.U. Division of General Education.
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