Barrington High School - Arrow Yearbook (Barrington, RI)

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.L . . I A so I 351- 121 ,J I ' I 'tra tr' n X I . 'N 4 Nino:-A, 1' ', RQ In 541 W P -.P I 5. I f J KY A x 1 5 31,1 :. i 1 li. it ' Hx! 5 li' ll ml-5 1l l'.i :amy aim, 223.11 M!- 5 E f 11 -3 EMU erm lun? ,.-ng1 - 5 4 ' 5.-'E-'5 -.M f we- I 1 -,,....- -,ew 3-l gy-4 it tilt. ZH . 5 1 cg H 03 I z5 -E-.- a'O1'- or .-s'-'-:gg 13. 'SLN ,A iff' E1 4. ' ,gg 3, ' . Q r ,.....--- . , --3, N' 4 iw, it v P .144 II A 42 i9 v'g E Qui 5 i -.15 , 06 ' 7, -il 1 . 'l1i'4f'QxK iw' gf? : -1' .f- fffff IP 'i IA X15 YN 'P 3:7 51511 qnl 1 if pf if 4 C .91 Vx Om The time is 1967 and since the long-expected atomic war is at its height, the Class of 1957 is staging its Tenth Reunion Banquet in a bomb shelter beneath Yucca Flats. Inside the shelter, the jovial faces of our classmates can be seen in the flickering flames of the little cans of Sterno. The air is permeated with the aroma of the mock-pizza sand- wiches that Vincent Aurelio is distributing to the crowd. The enormous tray which he carries practically dwarfs him. Phyllis Palumbo is busy whipping up in an old wash tub a batch of Kinneburgh's Instant African Violet Pudding. Music for entertainment is being furnished by Joe Medeiros' Traveling Minstrels. George Mello-voicedw Dahl's rendition of the Banana Boat Song recalls fond memories to all. Marilyn Metz, the celebrated ballerina, dances to Brooke Lennon's Fifth Concerto in C999 Minor, with the noted hummers supplying the needed sound effects. just as Carol Jacobson and Linda Larson take their bows upon the completion of their duet entitled, Tonight You Belong to Me, Master Sergeant Garside and Private First Class Velleca burst into our midst carrying on a stretcher the great Brigadier General Jacquart. Overcome with joy at the sight of his first patient, Dr. Kit Carson quickly grabs his stethoscope and bolts toward the unfortunate victim. The sudden hush that envelops the shelter is broken only by the sound of A.W.O.L. Ronnie Montgomery, scurrying into a dark corner. Pat Plante, the noted gossip columnist, is a bit chagrined because before Sergeant Garside can give her the news about what is taking place outside, a deafening roar is heard, and Kenneth Mason followed by his chief engineer, Dick Larrabee, comes charging into the shelter. The group is stupefied by Mason's announcement that his rocket ship is completed and the entire Class of '57 can escape from this planet. We stampede out of the bomb shelter and pile into the gleaming rocket ship-Moose Missile I. Mary Burke counts noses while Isabelle Breguet fastens our seat belts. The cry of someone's missing! causes us to rush to the portholes. There, miles below us on terra firma, we are able to spot the tiny figure of Bob Chaffee, waving his arms in despair. Poor Bob! He felt that he just had to get a picture of our historic takeoff! The time is now exactly one year later, the place, Mars. After the safe arrival of Moose Missile I, the illustrious Class of 1957 in its usual diligent fashion, set to work and established the first permanent settlement along the banks of one of the largest canals. On the outskirts of the settlement is a 52-hole golf course, owned and operated by Tony Iasa. Caddy-master john Medici is seen at his daily task of pleading quietly with a herd of cows to return peaceably to Allen Duncan's nearby dairy farm. Dotting the horizon are the derricks of the famous Morgan oil fields. On his way to close a deal with Barry, Ray Correa flashes by in his marsh green Martian-8 hardtop. Diamond bedecked secretaries, Claire Natale, Marilyn McCoy, and Philomena Squillante, stand in readiness to record for history the transaction that is about to take place. The center of the settlement is dominated by Mueller's Bank, which is carefully guarded by Constable Norberg. Inside the bank, Eric and his chief accountant, Tom Grady, are running off three-dollar bills to fill up the empty vaults. Next door, in her pink stucco dress shop, Nancy Randall and buyer Pauline Peterson are trying vainly to cheer Jane Soutar and Connie Pascale, who have been modeling in the display window since early morning. 46

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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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., t 1' ' - mf WT his 25' , 4 ,, I .f-fa Wi . 2':.- ':.llls .x s 55.51 am- -- :sl l Q csv I' fs F5 vi-2 5 l W Wa U A I 5 'lx V algo F if Otkv 5 , l ati Tyi 7 As. op' .l T PN- . .5 qm,,,.,ff' mlffot Coublk cweaeeeedz' Across the street is the Medical Center, designed by the renowned Merrie Covell. Made entirely of tiny round pebbles, the building was erected by the Riemer and Sadlier Con- struction Company. In the foyer Barbara Lomastro, the genial receptionist, holds forth. Dr. Virginia Crowe, a famous surgeon, is dressing Bob Hanson's chronic hangnail, while nurses Lee Fogg and Marcia Hess struggle to take his temperature. In the further wing Dr. Cathy Troy, skilled veterinarian, is struggling to transfer the voice-box of a toy terrier to a great Dane. Behind the hospital stands Bennett's Motor Mart. The demand for Peter's jet-propelled Clear-the-Ways has been so great that he new employs three secretaries: Virginia Benn, Mary Bruce, and Sue DeCesare. Maryann Simcock assists Pete in demonstrating the un- usual Take-off power found even in the lower-priced models. jean Harwood, owner of the town's one beauty salon, is disturbed to find that her two best customers, Chicky Tarte and trailer-camp owner Ann Acciardo, have lost all interest in the village gossip since john Graham's latest thriller, The Care of the Boll lVee1f'il, hit the newsstands early last week. Publisher Jean Fulton has received many letters of commendation on the unusual format of the book. A few blocks down the street is the McWilliams' Colosseum, which Patti designed herself. In charge of the refreshment concession is Marty Schiller. During the day, Nancy Feld and Cres Pompeii can be seen cavorting around the colosseum, practicing for the inter- planetary Olympics, while Maria Darezzo leads an Olympic cheer for their benefit. A radio tower designed and built by Donald Lamb rises above the town. Radio station owner Bob Mitchell is trying hard to convert the Martians.Disc jockey Dave The Hound Barrett is spinning the top tune of the week, You Ain't Nothin' But A Hepcatj' sung by Dick Guliano. Dave Button, in the control room, is trying to contact Earth on his crystal set. Beneath the tower is the school where Judy Buckless, Priscilla Horne, Thelma Nichols, and Liz Dummer are giving refresher courses to the townspeople, who want to remember and pass on for posterity accounts of the customs and traditions of the old country. On a hill overlooking the village, President jean Redden and Veep Bob Greene are seen unveiling a monument erected to the memory of jack Hardy, who went on a stroll in search of a wealthy Martian princess and forgot to return. Down on the canal, the Anderson Water Skiing Team is zigzagging along behind john Chase's souped-up sea-plane. Gordon Holm, who is digging for quahogs in the mud along the bank, is swamped by the waves from john's wake. In the deeper part of the canal, Captain Martineau's boat, the Plum Island, can be seen. Susan, having just hauled up a lobster trap, discovers that Frogman Spike Dahl is caught in it. Meredith Gould, the famous naturalist, is disappointed because she expected to gather some rare specimens to include in her Survey of Life on Mars. In a calm inlet, Richmond Leach and Valarie Clark, burdened down with test tubes, thermometers, and calorimeters, are trying to determine the latent heat of fusion of Martian water. This experiment is being interrupted by Giby Whyte who is swimming around and around them chanting PV-T:P1V1-T1 WHICH WE'LL REMEMBER TO OUR DYING DAY. Prophets: Meredith Gould, Susan Martineau 47