Avon High School - Sonnet Yearbook (Avon, MA)

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told her to do whatever he said or he ' d put a full NILSEN on her. But he didn’t have to, because she was a NICE PERSON. H ere was his plan. She was to say he was depressed from lack of untraviolet, so she would set up an appointment at one of those TANIAN studios. In the meanwhile he had bribed one of the security KOPPS to have the RHEAstat set low in the corridor so he wouldn’t be seen going out. The nurses would think that he was in the JOHN. He would borrow the KOPKE to let himself out. DOREEN all this he would have a Chrysler CORDEIRO with VIRGINIA or MARILYN plates ready to spirit him off to HAMPTON Falls, where he could hide for a day or so, before he went back to Avon. The one problem was getting a driver for the car. The only one available was MICHAEL DARIENZZO. MICHAEL, it seems, had learned to drive at the PERKINS School for the Blind, or so his classmates kept recounting, but Scrooge, with no choice, had to have faith that MICHAEL could do better driving forward than he did in reverse. To guard against running out of gas, he ensured there was a GERRY can with five gallons. On escape day, Scrooge gets out of bed. He puts on his HARRIS tweed coat just back from ANTON Cleaners and his old JEANS and clumps down the hall, still using a WALKER because of the accident. He makes COIT sure that the coast is CLAIRE. He is nervous, saying to himself, “AARON’t you taking a big chance? If the KOPP COX his pistol and fires, you ' ll be on a marble slab. Well, I SHAN worry. All will go well.” All went according to the plan, and Scrooge knew that life would be RICH again. DAR- IENZZO wheeled the big old Chrysler onto the High School circle. Scrooge got out, hobbled up the steps, across the lobby, and down the hall to room 205A. KATHY GRINNELL sat at a desk in the front row, happily doing her statistics and probability. With a face falling, she saw Scrooge come in. “DOM Da DOM DOM!” she said. “Why did YOU have to come back?” 29

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THE MORSS REVIEW-1988 One day just before Christmas last year, Scrooge, in a wholly unprecedented move, decided to get in his Austin- HEALEY and SALLY forth into Boston. He thought he’d go to ANDERSON-Little and do some shopping. Then he want- ed to go to the Christmas Pops to hear their rendition of LAURA, some Skitch HENDERSON arrangements, and some Christmas CAROLES. He also thought the MILLS Brothers might be there. Afterwards he wanted to go over to Beacon Hill and go CAROLYN. He had wanted as well to see a classic CHAPLIN film, but there wasn’t enough time. He had a pretty good time until part way home. He en- countered long LYONS of traffic, and while in the right LANE of the expressway, close to RUGGLES Street, the car bucked and smashed into a pothole deep enough to cause the car to overturn. It really STOVER in, bad enough that Scrooge knew it now had ANNETTE value of zero. Only a blackSMITH might do something with it. Because it was a sports car, there wasn’t much room for his HEAD, despite the roll bar, and Scrooge was badly dazed as he hung upside down in the seat belt, waiting for help. If only CHRISTOPHER was still a saint, he thought. He probably should have driven his FORDE, except that it had a bad RAPPA in the motor. If only he had stayed quietly at home and lit up a pipe of Prince ALBERT. Despite his semi-consciousness, Scrooge felt lucky that no one had put a PAUL over him, that he hadn’t wound up in St. MICHAEL’S Cemetery or as ashes being put in the NEWELL post of the family house, or at the gates of PARADISO, not that old Scrooge would ever end up there! MARY would kick him out! He knew how bad the pothole was, because many other cars had tipped over and men were TIBNAM back on their wheels. But for a large truck they had to call for a large DEREK. Still dazed, Scrooge was taken to a hopsital. To everyone else it was handsome, because it had been designed by SHEPLEY-Bulfinch, but to Scrooge it was awful. He knew all the expensive treatment would COSTA lot at CURRAN rates. A friend of his had been in the hospital and hadn ' t been able to pay his bill, and MAHAN, did they DUNHAM for it. The food was a real PAINE. Nothing but chicken JULIEN and minute RICE. The vegetables looked colorless. The only saving grace about the hospital was a cute gal working as a dietitian known locally as “TRISH the Dish.” Scrooge asked her to Kim over and explain about the vegetables. Her English left a bit to be desired. “They ARGREW in the dark, like mushrooms,” she answered. How could Scrooge WARNER that no one would like the food? Great SCOTT, you couldn’t even send out to MCDONALDS. Life was so awful he wished he could have lots of MILLER’S High Life and sing Jingle Bells and about the one horse open SHEA, or maybe the old college drinking song about the LELAND Stanford Junior Farm. He got so depressed he thought he ' d have been better off sailing on the ANDREA D’AURIA. The nurses were old CRONES and would HARRY him. He was nearly ready for the people in the WHITE coats. In desperation, he finally concluded that the time had come to devise a plan to escape. It would be a tremendous CAMBELL, but like TERRY and the Pirates or Dick TRACY, he had to take something more than a SMALL risk if he wanted to get out. It was DAVID against Goliath. So when JEAN GALLAGHER, the nursing supervisor came around, he QUALTER over and 28

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Erie Anderson Kimberly Argrew Nancy Catarius Kim Chaplin Tracy Connolly David Costa Peter Crone William Cummings James Curran Michael Darienzzo Michael D’Auria Carolyn Dean Christopher Dunham A1 Forde 30