History of the class of nineteen hundred thirty-six, Yale College, fifteen-year record, Part 27

Author: Yale College (1887- ). Class of 1936
Publication date: 1952
Publisher: [Place of publication not identified] : Published with the assistance of the Class Secretaries Bureau
Number of Pages: 370


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The next prey was Lord Mfg. Company of Erie, Pa., producers of specialized rubber devices for vibration absorption. Nothing much happened during my tenure except that the U.S. Navy took over the operation of the plant. This seemed like a hasty step for the government to have taken and no one figured out why it happened, unless it was that the government felt that the Lord Company was a little slow at coughing up to cover re-negotiation of $12,000,000 alleged profits on $29,000,000 sales. It wasn't just like being in the Navy, but it was a Hell of a long way from holding a regular in- dustrial job. When I took it on the lam in 1945, I was "Acting Sales Manager." Did you ever try to sell under an Admiral?


From a manufacturing standpoint, a transition from rubber to


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plastics is a moderate span, and for these six years my business address has been Nosco Plastics, Division of National Organ Supply Company, also at Erie, in the injection molding line. In 1947, we were closed down for six months by a strike. This being a still smaller company, everyone is permitted to work. Besides functioning as Supervisor of Commercial Sales (we also make toys), I make blue- prints sometimes.


Margaret Molloy of Haverhill, Mass., became my running mate in. 1944, and we are every bit proud of Paul, Jr., who was born in 1945, Thomas, born in 1946, and Norella "Terry," born in 1950. We own a six roomer on double lot slightly west of Erie, knock ourselves out on improvements and get farther behind each year. It's good clean fun, though. Other interests: choral singing, too many drives (Com- munity Chest, Playhouse, Civic Music-and, of course, the Alumni Fund), Society of Plastics Engineers (officer), composing about half a dozen technical papers, and fixing toys.


On the record, whereas Yale as an engineering school stacked up less formidably than I had assumed against mid-western establish- ments as of the time its No. 1 class was graduated in 1936, I will never cease to wonder at the outstanding impression made by Yale as a university. Yale alumni activity in the Erie area is fairly in- spired for the size of the community and whether from rich or poor beginnings, it is noteworthy to state that Yale men away from New Haven are working men, the same as everybody else.


If political opinions are sought here, this autobiography has ad- ditional disappointments in store. Having undergone an about-face from the pattern of my Irish extracted forbears, my most profound observation is that the bounds of crooked Democrats are less con- sistent if not as clearly defined as those of crooked Republicans.


See you in 1956.


FRANK BRADWAY ROGERS; 43 Freeman Place, Kensington, Md.


After serving as Surgeon, 25th Infantry Division, in Japan for two years, I returned to the States in the fall of 1947. For a brief period I was resident in surgery at Walter Reed Hospital. In the fall of 1948, the Army sent me to Columbia University for one year, where I acquired a master's degree in librarianship. Was then re- turned to Washington, and in October, 1949, assumed the position of Director, Army Medical Library. Army Medical is the largest medical library in this country, and probably in the world. My job is a good one; it was a happy stroke of fortune which led me here.


Our third child, and second son, Shane (Chip), was born in 1948. Last year we moved into an old house in suburban Kensington, and


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since we have been here over twelve months (longer than we have lived in any other place since being married at the beginning of the war), we feel as if we have finally settled down. Since becoming a householder, I have of necessity developed hitherto unsuspected capacities as carpenter, plumber, and painter, and as a matter of fact, have obtained considerable satisfaction from these activities, which almost compensate for the occasional exasperation they likewise entail.


Was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel, Medical Corps, in Decem- ber, 1950.


ALVAH IRVING ROOT; 116 Worthington Ridge, Berlin, Conn.


Round and round the little ball goes, and where it stops-well, for me it's been The Stanley Works in New Britain, Conn., making hardware these many years, very much like life in any other putty knife factory in the day time; and in the night time it's been working off the effects of the theatre-bug's bite on all types of local produc- tions. This is good country for theatre-a lot of interest in it. Also have been studying music; done a lot of arranging, and a little writ- ing, which comes much harder. Married in 1944 to Betsey Averill; no children; thousands of nephews. The clans gather at Lake Waramaug and Bantam Lake on week-ends and the weeks fly by, even if it has been a hot summer. There'll be a couple of weeks at the shore yet to come and, let's see, we open up in October with "Yes My Darling Daughter" ...


JEROME V. ROSCOE; 420 Lexington Avenue, New York 17, N.Y.


Seems to me that the second chapter of this publication has just gotten me out of the rain in Seattle and into a fog in San Francisco, where we immediately celebrated the arrival of Nancy Campbell- number one.


The next few years proved more than fascinating. For the most part they consisted of helping to re-establish Pan American's Trans- Pacific routes to Australia and the Orient after the war, and I had an opportunity to get fairly frequent looks at where the Japs had been, in addition to a few pleasant recuperative sojourns on Wakiki Beach.


Returned to the East in late 1947 just in time for the big snow- storm. The major events of the following year were the birth of Cynthia Peirson on May 12, 1948, and finally settling down in Rye after a winter snow removal project in Southport, Conn.


As traffic and sales manager of Pan American's Atlantic Division, I seem to have spent about three months abroad for each of the last three years, and a count of the trips overseas since 1944 adds up to


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46, with number 47 coming up next month. A lot of fun in many ways, but somehow I'd rather get and stay acquainted with my family.


Next to reunion, which still leaves me shaken, hoarse and haggard, the most important milestone this year was leaving Pan American after 141/2 years and joining J. Walter Thompson Company as account representative on the PAA account. What I don't know about advertising would fill volumes and what I do know wouldn't fill a pamphlet. By the time the next chapter of this is due I'll either be in the poor house, or a hero-providing I survive that Tremendous Twentieth.


ROBERT A. ROSENBAUM; Reed College, Portland, Ore.


Except for one year at Swarthmore College, the past five years have been spent at Reed, where I have a certain number of adminis- trative headaches as chairman of the mathematics department and assistant to the president. But teaching (what I get to do of it) is still a very satisfying occupation. We have three children, all boys, and all non-Reed time is devoted to them.


EDWIN S. ROSENTHAL; care Mrs. I. M. Kastner, Lakeside Drive, Lawrence, N.Y.


From his mother: My son is somewhere in Europe and cannot be reached in time for him to send in a report for the book, I am sorry to say.


HOWARD ROSS; 14 Stoner Avenue, Great Neck, L.I.


On January 23, 1951, I gave up the status of bachelorhood for another type of Bacheller, Nanette Virginia, of Pacific Palisades, Calif. After a trip to Nassau, B.I., we returned to New York and then out to the suburbs and the commuters' ranks.


Am presently drawing salary as vice-president of Howard Coal & Coke Co., Inc., Howard Fuel Corporation, and as president of Shelton Trucking Corp.


I spend the minimum amount of time in local civic and charitable activities but did serve as chairman of the Salvation Army fund- raising campaign in 1950 and 1951, for the Brooklyn and Queens division of the coal and fuel oil industry.


RICHARD M. ROSSBACH; 3 Forest Avenue, Rye, N.Y.


It has been a fast five years and relatively little to show for it. Same wife, same children, same friends, same town. A rut, you say. Well perhaps, but a nice one.


Still, there have been a few changes and events. First of all, a


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job shift, three and a half years ago, from Wall Street back to the ancestral firm of J. H. Rossbach & Bros., importers of hides and skins, where I now hold forth as representative of the fourth genera- tion in the business in New York. It seems to me more satisfactory to deal in tangibles rather than in certificates of ownership or loans. However, it doesn't bring one too much in touch with classmates (Archie Trull is 1936's only tanner, I think) or friends-hence, aside from the pleasure of working with my father, perhaps a rather lonely usual routine. However, there are compensations in being one's own boss and in travel, even if on business. Domestic trips to Philadelphia, Boston, etc., enable me to see some friends and as such are very worthwhile. Foreign trips are fewer, although two years ago I visited Arabia, Ethiopia, Kenya, Uganda, Tanganyika, Nigeria, and the Gold Coast.


Also a bit of activity on the political fringe. Helped revive and was one of the first directors of the New York Young Democrats, Inc., but lost interest after a while. Seems I was a bit too much to the right for most. As a Democratic "reactionary," I am frequently struck in political discussions with liberal Republicans like Pinkham and others by the considerable overlap of ideas and philosophy. Per- haps one day we shall see a revival of a strong second party built by the many voters in this "twilight zone." Two years ago I also worked as Campaign Finance Chairman for the Westchester County Demo- cratic Committee.


Much less participation in sports these days, but in a few years perhaps the children will start me up again.


WALT WHITMAN ROSTOW; 4 Bond Street, Cambridge, Mass.


Married to Elspeth Davies at Oxford in June, 1947, at the end of a year as Visiting Professor of American History. Proceeded to Salz- burg, where we both taught in a seminar designed to give a hundred suspicious and eager European students something of American history. After awkward beginnings, this seminar has developed into a fixture on the European scene. Abandoned academic connections at home to work, 1947-49, as special assistant to the Executive Secre- tary of the United Nations Economic Commission for Europe, which cheerfully occupies the old Palais des Nations, in Geneva. Over this time, against an upropitious diplomatic background, the ECE grew into an interesting and useful element within the U.N. Traveled on ECE business throughout a good part of Europe, East and West of the Stettin-Trieste line. Learned something about the problems of post-war Europe and the people who live there, as well as of the profession of international civil servant. In 1949-50, again a Visiting Professor in England, this time at Cambridge. Enjoyed the old tie


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between Yale and King's College, where my wife supervised the students in American History and I was a Fellow. Published a book on the British Economy of the Nineteenth Century (1948); assorted articles in economic journals; and a few pieces on American post-war foreign policy.


BRYCE TOWNSEND RULEY; 66 High Street, Bristol, Conn.


Since 1936 I have finished an M.A. (Yale 1942) in mathematics, then switched to applied mathematics and engineering. I taught engineering at Brown (1942-43), then worked as mathematician and senior engineer at SKF Industries (1943-51), a ball and roller bear- ing manufacturer in Philadelphia. Recently I switched companies, going to the New Departure Division of G.M.C. as chief mathema- tician. My hobbies are tennis and technical writing. Am single.


ALLAN JAMES RYAN; 147 West Main Street, Meriden, Conn.


The last five years have been particularly eventful ones for me because they were the first since college when I have been entirely on my own-namely, in the private practice of general surgery. They have been kind to me, and I can only hope the next twenty-five years will be the same.


There has been one addition to our family, James Allan, born on July 4, 1949, our seventh wedding anniversary. Mike, our older boy, starts to school this fall, which should bring him to Yale in 1963.


My current enthusiasm at the moment is the new addition to our hospital, which will make our working conditions more comfortable starting this fall. Our Bulletin is in its fifth year of publication and still takes up a good part of my time. My extra-practice medical activities are chiefly centered around the cancer control program in Connecticut, where I have held many different positions of responsi- bility.


Theatre trips to New York and New Haven, and jazz music are still my principal relaxations; following the Dodgers and the Yale football team my chief compulsions. If I could have three wishes granted, they would be for absolute world peace, a trip to Europe, and more time to read, in that order.


JOSEPH TURNER RYERSON, JR .; 32 Suffolk Road, Chestnut Hill, Mass.


On January 9, 1948, Joseph Turner Ryerson III arrived to greet his three sisters. The family thus completed, our attentions turned to raising what God hath wrought. Even before the schools pleaded, we insisted, "TV on week ends only; no cowboys." (It's easier with


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three girls.) No comic books except in doctors' and dentists' waiting rooms. Speak to your elders but don't interrupt. Yes, they have fun end enjoy growing up. They still read books, not just textbooks.


Secondary concern: the faith we live by; how the Church Society for College Work can be aided in meeting the problems arising from the educational retreat from religion. "It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness."


In the spring of 1950, I retired from the commuters' world of sales problems and train schedules to a desk, chair, paper and pencils at home. The result is nebulous.


The New Jersey Military District (1243 ASU) has just "awarded" (their very own verb) me the primary military occupational specialty, Equipment Distribution Officer. Not Igloo, South Dakota, again with those Indian mounds a thousand yards apart!


JULIUS JOHNSON SACHS; 107 Maplewood Avenue, West Hart- ford, Conn.


In June, 1951, I resigned from the cliff-dwellers of Manhattan, moved to West Hartford, and set up practice in Internal Medicine in Hartford.


During the past five years in New York, I was kept busy by an active medical practice, taught (Clinical Instructor in Medicine) at New York University College of Medicine, and engaged in research that led to the publication of several articles. In 1950, I was certified by the American Board of Internal Medicine, and elected an alumnus member of Alpha Omega Alpha, and, in 1951, an Associate of the American College of Physicians.


We now have three daughters, Rhoda, aged four and a half, Caro- lyn, aged two and a half, and Harriet, aged four months. The latter now has more hair on her head than her old man.


We like living in Hartford. The medical practice is coming along, and is helped by a part-time appointment with the Veterans Ad- ministration.


LLEWELLYN SALE, JR .; 27 Hillvale Drive, Clayton 5, Mo.


Following the last communication, I set out in private practice of internal medicine with my father, passed examinations and was given a certificate by the American Board of Internal Medicine. I have served as an instructor in clinical medicine at Washington University School of Medicine, with interesting and worthwhile teaching as- signments. I have had a research project under way for the last four years, sponsored by the United States Public Health Service, to study the effects of various drugs on pulmonary tuberculosis. I have been active on the boards of the Social Planning Council, the Missouri


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Association for Social Welfare, and the Family Service Agency. Elinor Ann, our third child and second girl, was born on September 6, 1949. I have little time for extra-curricular activities, but play badminton in the winter and tennis in the summer. Both are becoming too strenuous.


OTTO W. SARTORIUS; Leverett Lane, Fayetteville, N.Y.


My time is divided between my practice as a specialist in diseases of the kidney and work at the State University of the New York College of Medicine at Syracuse, where I'm assistant professor of both medicine and physiology. Patricia and I have a daughter, Mary Wills. My hobbies are hunting, fishing, and trapping-also television rental service. Making a helluva lot of money.


THOMAS C. SAVAGE; Pine Bend, Route 1, South Saint Paul, Minn.


My occupation is the operation of a feed lot, in which beef cattle are fattened. Family status: one wife and two sons, aged nine and six.


HARRY SCHERR, JR .; 924 West Second Street, Huntington, W. Va.


Five years from the late unpleasantness, practicing law in the same pre-war office, I consider the most important thing in the interim the arrival of son number two, Herbert Thompson Scherr, on April 19, 1948; but no daughters as yet. With an expanding family and not so expanded means, recreation has been generally confined to occasional golf in the summer, the usual afternoon and evening sports (as at Yale) in the winter, and annual vacation cruises as the guest and at the expense of Uncle's Navy. In the field of more or less public service, I followed Governor Dewey in leading the local ticket to resounding defeat as a candidate for the West Virginia Legislature in 1948, although was more successful the following year (as a candidate, that is) in serving a term as President of the West Virginia Junior Chamber of Commerce; this involved many thousands of miles traveling in and beyond the State, all to the anguish of family and law partners. Of late my travels have been limited to higher purposes, as Chairman of the Conference of Episco- pal Laymen in the Diocese of West Virginia, in addition to local responsibilities as a Vestryman and Registrar of Trinity Episcopal Church in Huntington. Other current activities are not for publica- tion.


MAX SCHLING, JR .; Max Schling, Inc., Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y.


The greatest single source of pleasure and relaxation, after


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domesticity, is the Rotary Club. Through its boys' work committee the urge toward civic activity is satisfied, and through its very creditable and able members I find that male companionship that is so valuable a balance. Even my antagonism to exercise is overcome by Rotary, and I bowl each winter.


Winter evenings are devoted, long after the rest of the house is asleep, to making furniture-New England Pine reproductions- and to trying to have the finish seem as old as the design. When and if I succeed in establishing a foolproof formula that brings the soft golden brown warmth without years of aging, I'll write a book.


Business also is a pleasure-more vital, more demanding, and a pleasure that doesn't bear description. Tiny, compared to the GE's and the GM's, it affords a measure for accomplishment, a proving ground for ideas, a place to do honorable battle with problems.


JOHN L. SCHMITT; 152 Temple Street, New Haven, Conn.


Something must be wrong! Until I dug out the records, it seems as though Hersey was dunning still for a ten-year history-surely not the 15th, but since he is, here is the five year story.


In 1949, Greenwich, commuting, subways, Wall Street, and a V. P. with Lord, Abbett & Company were bid adieu. This made possible an abbreviated farm in Woodbridge, and my own investment firm in New Haven under the name of Income Funds.


So the wheel has gone around. Thirteen years of jockeying, jostling, grubbing, to return to one's birthplace. Here the infant investment firm is indicating a healthy life. Coupled alongside, jointly owned with a brother, is a corporation, Aero Gasket, for the manufacture of aircraft parts.


Family life remains status quo-one wife, two daughters, no new additions and, thankfully, no subtractions.


CHARLES SCHNEE; 2705 Outpost Drive, Hollywood, Calif.


Three happy events mark the last five years for me. The arrival three years ago of my daughter Tina; the arrival two years ago of Red Moore; a contract at MGM. Tina is smart as a whip. Thank God, kids are getting smarter all the time. It's only the grownups who are getting dumber. Red Moore has put his own inimitable mark on Hollywood in a short enough time. When I was at RKO, I met Dore Schary. I decided the kind of picture he wanted to make was my kind, and when he moved over to MGM, I went with him. Wrote The Next Voice You Hear for him, and a new one, out soon, called Westward The Women. Have now written a dozen movies. One regret-being so far away, have had no chance to get back to New Haven for a football game.


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SIDNEY SCHREIBER; 19 The Village, Elizabeth, N.J.


Daughter Florence May came our happy way on May 29, 1947. We have devoted much of our time to her. Nothing compares to the infectious joy of a child.


Substantially the balance of the past five years has been devoted to the law. Our firm has gradually witnessed an increase in activity, business, and personnel. We even reached the point where we could afford the luxury of adding a Harvard man.


New York shows and television have been our chief recreational diversions, supplemented in part with occasional bridge and activity in the Masons.


Politically a state of confusion reigns in New Jersey. There are sharp divisions in thinking within the major parties, along local, national and international levels. Concomitant therewith is an eco- nomic uncertainty-business booming and on verge of bankruptcy. All of which makes for a vigorous law practice, but creates serious doubt as to where we are going. Only resolution of the fundamental conflicting ways of life in the world will bring about stability. Here's a hope of attainment by 1956.


PAUL H. SCHROEDER; 148 Riverside Road, Riverside, Ill.


I earn my living as Sales Engineer for the Dewey & Almy Chemical Co. My wife, Elizabeth H., and I have three sons: Paul, Jr., nine, Stephen S., six, and Dean H., two. My hobbies are golf, gardening, bridge, home maintenance and repairs, and dancing-when the "boss" demands.


WILLIAM CURTIS SCHROEDER; Box 87, Route 4, West Bend, Wis.


I am an advertising salesman for The Milwaukee Journal. Part- time farming. One daughter, aged nine.


ROBERT H. SCHULTZ; Maizeland Road, Red Hook, Dutchess County, N.Y.


Nothing important until meeting Evelyn Weeden and son, Billy ... and shivering at Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade in 1947. We three were married in July, 1948 (Dick Herold beat me by less than a month).


After nine months of riding the New York Central between New York and Rhinecliff, discovered that even the sight of the majestic Hudson could not compensate for the hours of traveling.


Moved to Red Hook and found that owning a house can satisfy nearly all desires for physical exercise.


Employed by Glens Falls Insurance Company.


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JACK LOUIS SCHUMANN; 150 Queens Drive, Little Silver, N.J.


I am a sales engineer with the Buell Engineering Company, dust collectors, of 70 Pine Street, New York. I have a wife, Helen, and a son, Robert, four, and hobbies are all bound up in our new house.


GUSTAV SCHWAB; R.F.D. 2, Peekskill, N.Y.


The end of the War found me just as anxious to get out of the Army, Air Force in my case, as anybody else. I had accumulated a wife, a rank of Major, and an uneasy aversion to going back to my old job, when I got my discharge at Mitchell Field in November, 1945. Terminal leave gave Jo and me a chance to do some skiing, which was a welcome change, in the sub-zero weather of Canada, after a couple of years of duty in Puerto Rico. I then turned to the more serious occupation of trying to find a job.


After being "on the beach" for a couple of months I landed a job selling advertising space for the Ahrens Publishing Company, thru the Yale Club Placement Bureau. Let me say here and now that this is a marvelous alumni activity of Yale, which deserves everybody's support. It certainly helped me. I am still with the same company and have risen to the position of Eastern Advertising Manager.


My greatest post-war problem, like a lot of other people, was try- ing to find a place to live. We finally located an experimental dairy farm on the estate of Obbie Webb's (Yale '36) family in Garrison which had lain idle for a number years. The owners were looking around for tenants to use it as a home, so work was begun at once to convert the barn into a liveable house. Today it still looks like a barn, but any member of the Class of '36 who happens to be up near Garrison, N.Y., is welcome to come and see how comfortable a family can be in an old stone barn with the dining room in the silo. For possible laughs from the dim-witted, we call it "O Silo Mio."


My family consists of my good wife, Jo Shely Schwab, one daugh- ter, Alice Clark, age five and just learning to swim, and one son, Gus, age one, just learning to stand upright.




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