Barrington High School - Arrow Yearbook (Barrington, RI)

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0 guacrsoll 012 N30 .ii 4 K Q O l' . ij. ' 5 . we msvmf HA'-DY UW ws 9001 i ,es Jacioavatfegea-me Our class officers were Dick Larrabee, President, Iack Hardy, Vice Presidentg jean Redden, Secretaryg Ken Mason, Treasurer, and Carol Jacobson, Social Committee Chair- man. Flashl' Wood was elected to the office of School Vice President. This year was a very favorable one for us in every respect. In sports, Jack Hardy was one of the starting five who copped the Class C Title in basketball. Tournament play- offs offered plenty of excitement, and for the first time in basketball history, the Eagles placed third in the state competitions. Another highlight of the year came when Bob Cousy, well-known player for the Boston Celtics, spoke at a testimonial dinner for B. H. S. athletes. Our cheerleaders, with Miss Lemaire as advisor, introduced a special Class C Cheerleading Clinic. Barrington walked away with most of the honors, among them the title of being The Most Outstanding Squad. Several members of our class took part in the production Our Town. Excerpts from this play won special honors for Jane Moore and Flash Wood at the Annual R. I. Drama Festival. Our biggest social function of the year was the junior Prom. The theme, Fantasy Land, captured the imaginations of all who attended. The evening reached its climax with the crowning of our Queen, Ginny Crowe. Virginia Benn, Richmond Leach, Gordon Holm, and Robert Mitchell were among those who helped swell our class enrollment during our junior year. At last came the long-awaited day when we began our senior year. We returned to our old stamping grounds to find a greatly enlarged school building and a record student enrollment. Our homeroom teachers for the year were Miss Baker, Miss Sullivan, and Miss Walch. Chosen to guide our senior affairs were: President, Bob Dalessiog Vice President, Priscilla Horne, Secretary, Judi Buckless, Treasurer, Erich Mueller, and Social Committee Chairman, .leap Redden. We welcomed the following students to our ranks: Marilyn McCoy, Dutch jacquart, Maryann Simcock, Kit Carson, Gibey Whyte. After a vigorous campaign for the office of School President, Dave Barrett readily con- ceded the victory to Jack Hardy. He opened our activities with a Welcoming Dance for the sophomore and freshman groups. Our Christmas Formal with its effective decora- tions was, without a doubt, the most successful affair of its type ever to be staged at B. H. S. Our basketball quintet was composed entirely of seniors this year. It was an exceptionally good season for the boys. Probably the addition of professional knee-socks spurred the team on. The socks were indeed striking and they certainly scored a big hit, The audience, as well as the seniors themselves, was very pleased with our presen- tation of We Shook the Family Tree. The rehearsals alone will long be remembered by most of us! At our Class Banquet, the hidden talents of many of our classmates came to the fore! Then, of course, came the once-in-a-lifetime events of Graduation and our Senior Ball. They left us with fond memories of our bygone schooldays, and a, few regrets at leaving our carefree days at B. H. S. to face a more serious world. Hirtorianr Maria Darezzo Marty Gene Schiller 45

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j'Q,Q 7 .lg 4 1 ' QT- 6 vi-QQ H . ' ' 1,0 0 o l 'uf MAD!!! YKSUENV 'Y 4 F' 3.7 I S Gia LA u Ilia! 6 Mg? Mac mari.: n.4A K I Wewelwffa It was with eager anticipation that the members of the Class of 1957 gathered before the doors of the then new Barrington High School on a memorable September day in 1953. We were to be the second class to spend the entire four years in the new build- ing. Furthermore, the honor of being the largest of the four classes was to be ours. We were positive that we would not be alone in our new venture, for Mr. Biber had bid good-bye to Peck School when we did and was to begin his duties here at Barrington High. After a brief orientation in the huge auditorium where we were greeted by Mr. Locke and also had an opportunity to see some of our prospective teachers, our search for our new homerooms began. We found ourselves in the homerooms of Miss Zwicker, Miss Walch, Mr. Walkden, and Mr. McGregor. We were happy to welcome to our ranks several new students. Mr. McGregor, the new biology teacher, was named to serve as our Class Advisor, and with the date set for our organizational meeting, we felt that at last we were being duly recognized as a vital part of the student body. Our first class meeting bore all the ear-marks of a political convention on the national level! Chosen to guide our activities for the year were the following: President, jack Hardy, Vice President, Bob Dalessiog Secretary, Judy Andersong Treasurer, Bob Greene, and Social Committee Chairman, Linda Larson. The Bunny Hop, our class party, was the highlight of our social activities for the year. Members of our class took an active part in the numerous extracurricular offerings. The boys showed a leaning toward sports. After a somewhat rugged initiation, a majority of the girls became members of the B.G.A.A. Although Hurricane Carol afforded us a slightly prolonged vacation, we returned to our classes in September of 1954 with a splurge of enthusiasm. Our homeroom teachers for the year were Mr. Greene, Miss Sullivan, and Mr. Rasmussen. In a few days time, however, we awoke with a sudden jolt to the fact that something was definitely missing! Yes, we were still at the bottom of the heap-for the halls of Barrington High were minus a freshman class! We were determined, however, to make our sophomore year an outstanding one in all respects. To our class went the distinction of being the first in many years to elect a girl to the office of president. This honor went to Priscilla Horne. Other officers included: Vice President, Bob Greene, Secretary, Roger St. Vincentg Treasurer, Ray Correa, and Social Committee Chairman, Linda Larson. Four of our members played a vital role in helping the Eagles retain their title as Class B Cross Country Champions, while numerous others made fine showings in football and basket- ball. Among the students to join the Class of 1957 during the year were the following: jean Redden, jane Moore, Henry Velleca, Judy C. Anderson, Isabelle Breguet, Elizabeth Dummer, and jean Harwood. Because of the polio scare, it was September 21st before we resumed our classes and took our places as full-fledged juniors. We joyfully welcomed the incoming sophomore class, for it had long been our ambition to be rated as truly upperclassmen. Our homeroom teachers for the year were Miss Baker, Mr. Rasmussen, and Mrs. Deignan. 44

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