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127 In October 1923, the New York Central ran an excursion to New York for the Syracuse-Pittsburgh football game, which was played at Yankee Stadium, some 800 going down on the "Orange Special." Leaving Syracuse at 6:30 a.m. Saturday, we arrived in New York at 1:30 p.m. and marched from 159th Street to Yankee Stadium headed by the Syracuse band. We all went wild when Syracuse won 3-0, it being the first time we'd beaten Pitt in four years. This was in the nature of an adventure to me, going to New York this way and it thrilled me beyond description. Doris was a lot of fun to attend games with because she'd get so thrilled over the whole proceedings that she could scarcely restrain herself from jumping right out of the stadium. Not only was she enthusiastic, but her comments on the game and the whole affair would be perfectly killing. Also in October 1923, about 100 of us engineers went to Niagara Falls to visit some of the hydro plants. We visited the new Queenstown plant which was the largest hydro plant in the world at that time, having five 55,000 hp units in operation and four more to be installed. The rotor of each machine weighed 600 tons and after the water was turned off, it took ten hours for the machine to coast to a stop. Not being electrical-manufacturer conscious at the time, I don't recall the make of generators but I remember that the turbines were Wellman-Seaver-Morgan. We had some good athletes at the Phi Delt house such as Jack McBride, first string fullback, Everett Corey, captain of the lacrosse team that went to England in 1923 to play a series of matches, representing the USA, Syracuse being eastern intercollegiate champs for several years in a row, Heinie McKee, who was bow oar on the varsity crew, Casper Baltensperger, stroke of the JV crew in '23, Clarence VanBlarcum, on the varsity football team, a guard I think. We also had Ab Folsom who was undergrad manager of the lacrosse team. I was never very close to any of these athletes. One of my close friends was Carl Woese, a local boy who'd gone to North High but was a couple of years behind me and who was taking engineering; Carl was a whiz at his studies but well-balanced and we'd play tennis together at which he was very good. Art Schweinberger as another similar to Carl, whom I liked. And there were the Paltz cousins. And Asher Grant (John) whom I've mentioned before. And there were others but none that I got really close to. Oh, yes, there was Larry Warren, the street fighter of Lincoln School days but I never cared for him. Nevertheless he seems to have become a very successful investment banker in Philadelphia and has been responsible for getting considerable money for the university. From what I've read in the variosPhi Delt and University publications, Larry sounds like an extremely vain boob, bragging of his homes in Palm Beach, on Philadelphia's Main Line, and his place on the Riviera -- maybe he married a lot of money.