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The assistant chief engineer whose secretary married Fletch was Ralph Boyer who handled this job personally and was a topnotch engine designer who was destined to take over as the chief engineer in due course. The chief engineer was named C. B. Jahnke but he never figured in this project as far as we wre concerned. There were lots of engineering bigwigs in C-B, Jahnke's boss being H. A. Gehries, Vice-President and Director of Engineering. I don't know whether or not Jahnke and Gehries were also members of the family but it seems to me that Boyer's wife was. It was quite a family affair. Ralph Boyer was in his late 30s and one of the most emaciated-looking individuals I've ever known. He was tall, narrow and skinny with long, bony hands and legs like slightly-oversize broomsticks. He was almost bald and had sunken cheeks. He appeared delicate to the point of making one wonder if he should be allowed to be at large anywhere but in a hospital corridor. But he carried on and he knew his engines thoroughly. Moreover, he never missed a meeting that I can remember in spite of looking as though he'd blow away. We all liked Ralph and respected his ability. I'm sure that he was meticulously honest and when he made statements or provided information, you could be sure that he tried to be absolutely accurate unless he attached strings. You knew there was no flimflam in anything you got from Ralph. He was a very serious person, seldom entering into any jocularity. I don't think that he drank, I'm sure he didn't smoke, and I never recall his telling a story, either dirty or clean. He was a good but rather colorless man, upright, considerate and capable.

There were a few other individuals at Grove City worth mentioning. Edmund Fredericks, I believe, was head of Construction & Service Engineering. Under him, was a service man whose name has always tickled me no end--Slim Collar. Slim visited Erie a number of times and we became well acquainted with him. Slim was the type who just couldn't keep any semblance of remaining clean when working on an engine and he would usually be smeared with grease, oil and dirt from head to toe to the point of being practically unrecognizable. Another with an intriguing name was Dennis Gillogolie, who was head of test. I've mentioned Boyer's secretary but failed to name her; she was Mrs. Mary Nixon and she was a beautiful blond if ever I saw one. I don't know if she was a widow or grass widow when Fletch married her. My notebook says beside her name: "Will I ever forget her!"

The president of Cooper-Bessemer was B. B. Williams and he was located in Mt. Vernon, Ohio, where the other large plant was situated. He was in his 50s, pleasant to meet, quite unassuming and a gentleman to his finger tips. It seems to me he was one of the family, which would have been natural, but I may be mistaken in this. We'd see him at Grove city occasionally. He wasn't too big to get into any of these jobs.