Bellows Falls High School - Sampler Yearbook (Bellows Falls, VT)

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80 T HE S A M V L E U YE OLDE SENIOR CLASSE CLASS NOTARLES JGST IMAGINE Most Popular Boy...... Most Popular Girl..... Best Looking Boy...... Best Looking Girl..... Best Natured Boy...... Best Natured Girl Most Studious Boy..... Most Studious Girl.. . Best Dressed Bov...... Best Dressed (iirl.... Glass Crooner (Boy). Class Crooner ((iirl) Class Sheik........... Best Athlete (Boy).... Best Athlete (Girl)... Best Sport (Boy)...... Best Sport (Girl)..... Most Attractive....... Laziest (iirl......... Laziest Boy........... Glass Night Hawk...... (iirl with Biggest Drag Boy with Biggest Drag. Most Talkative (iirl Most Talkative Boy Wittiest Girl......... Wittiest Boy.......... Smartest (iirl........ Smartest Boy.......... Best Actor............ Best Actress.......... Most Talented Artist. . . ( lass Poet .......... Best Dancer (Girl) . . Best Dancer (Boy)..... Politest Boy.......... Politest Girl......... Most Modest Boy....... Most Modest (iirl..... ......Harold Bartlett .........Mary Hauck ....Robert Raymond Evangeline Sencabaugh .........Richard lamg ......Martha Hauck ......Melvin Damon ......Martha Hauck ......Harold Bartlett ....Leona Jurkiewicz .........Lewis Moore . . . Lucille Karpinski .........Lewis Moore ......Paul Aumand Evangeline Sencabaugh .... Richard Long Evangeline Sencabaugh ....Leona Jurkiewicz .........Iona Stewart ......Vustin Brennan ....Raymond Folsom ....Mary Baldasaro ......Harold Bartlett ....Lucille Karpinski ..........hid win Hebb ....Lucille Karpinski ........Richard Long ....Helen Hitchcock ......James Sullivan ......Melvin Damon .........Mary Hauck .........Anna Noyes .........Mary Hauck ......Louise Apostolos ........Melvin Damon ......Vincent Russell . ....Martha Hauck ......... Charles Ball ........Marion Ballou SONGS Louise Apostolos—Every Little Breeze Seems to Whisper i ouise Paul Aumand Can’t Get Out of this Mood Harold Bartlett Don’t Fence Me In George Cote— I Wish I Were Single Again Ray Folsom Trumpet Blues Gurnsey Hammond- Mary Eddie Hebb In my Merry Oldsmobile Donald Kelley—Together Hollon Kelton—I Dream of Jeanie With the Light Brown Hair Lewis Moore—Let’s Take the Long Way Home Fred Morse- -You Belong to My Heart Bobby Raymond Bell Bottom Trousers Rita Reed Young Man With a Horn Irene Robbins My Buddy Kerry Rothstein—Mr. Five by Five Yangie Sencabaugh—It’s Love (r). Love (r). Love (r) Claire Simonds—1 11 Be Down to Get You in a Taxi, Honey. Gordon Toussaint—Irene Barbara Wentworth—No Love, No Nothing Jona Stewart- Yahata, Yahata, Yahata Florence Barnes without red hair Irene Robbins without “Buddy” Eddie Hebb not noisy Kerry Rothstein skinny Martha Hauck 5' 1 and getting “ F” Helen Tefft sticking to one man Ray Folsom not liking Rita Joe Jurkoic not smiling Bartv not teasing some girl Pete Kelton with his assignments done I ewie Moore a woman hater Reuben Miller without his ability of speech Melvin Damon without a girl Albert Rowell beating up Paul Aumand Eleanor MacKee without her nickname Yangie Sencabaugh not cute Arlene Parker not pestering somebody Mr. Davis angry Mr. Osborn with hair School without teachers!!!! WHAT IF Reuben Patty Florence Hammond R i! a Shirley Mart ha Mary WERE A cobbler ocean house jersey weed desert humming bird mountain INSTEAD OF A Miller Lake Barn(es) Gurnsey Reed Moor(e) Hauck Shore THE SPIRIT OF ’JO We, the Urd period history class, after surviving the perilous, hazardous, dangerous blaze which swept through Modern History on the morning of Tuesday, January H, 1940, ask what should be done! Maybe we should take out fire insurance to protect our lives from our (his name must remain a secret), arsonist, fiend and firebug. 480 of us almost perished in the blaze which swept the high school, blocking exits. Trapped on the upper floor we heroically fought the blaze which issued from the fiend’s desk. Tut Ixmg, hero of the occasion, battled his way through falling beams to spit upon the blaze, thus nearly putting it out. (Jerald Shaughnessy collapsed from the smoke and had to be carried out of school. Austin Brennan performed art- ificial respiration. Meanwhile the arsonist sang to Mrs. Lamp son, “I don’t want to set the world on fire. Her only comment was “You burn me up.” Shaughnessy proved worse off than we thought and lay there, piti- fully delirious, mumbling “Smoke (Jets in Your Eyes.” As the tragic fire, estimated at a loss of $5,000,000,000, diet! away, Helen Tefft was heard to say, “That’s my old flame. ANY SENIOR (URL Her walk is light, her talk is bold. But underneath beats a heart of gold. The Class of 10 Mi Will be remembered long As the class that always manages To do its homework wrong.

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NAME VINCENT Ul'SSELL KVANIJEUNE SENCABAUGH FRED SILU’GHNESSY GERALD SHACGHNKSSY MARY SHORE CLAIRE SIMONDS BARBARA SLATTERY EDWARD SOBOLESKI IONA STEWART JAMES SULLIVAN HELEN TEFFT GLORIA TOLARO PATRICIA TORREY GORDON TOUSSAINT DOROTHY TROMBLEY MARY WALSH BARBARA WENTWORTH alibi EXPRESSION AMBI riON I have to work You can say that again Teacher Had a date with Lover Gotta go home and milk the cows To play Basketball as well as Lover Stigmat ism Oh nuts Gotta work at the railroad Holy smokes 1 can't. I've got to work to- night Holy cow Not tonight. The car is in the garage Cripes Gotta do my typing Oh golly Gotta drive the bus What’s the matter Didn’t get up in time Oh. shut your yap I’ve got too far to walk I’m willing Mv union won’t let me It’s a matter of opinion Been taking care of my fan mail Oh fish Don came down I’ll brain you We got a corpse Wadda ya mean? 1 have to work Oh gee Haven’t got time For the love of Mike My mother won’t let me You don’t dare To play first string in basketball Plenty???? To become a Powers model To become a permanent resident in a certain home in Gageville To be a great basketball player Get off the farm and to the city (B. F.) To be a partner of Fred Astaire To get a full night of sleep Go with a guy longer than a week Be a private secretary and sit on the boss’s knee Go to business college Become a C. P. A. Nursing Business woman Be a hairdresser

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T II E S A M P L E K CLASS WILL :n With all honor and due respect we gather here this day to hear witness to the last will and testament of Class of ‘Mi. It seems that the last book has been chucked in a waste basket, the last spitball has hit the blackboard and we are now convinced that our worthy Class of ‘46 should be laid quietly away at rest. Listen carefully, you heirs of the golden hordes. The Will of this Class (Cod rest its soul) is as follows: “We, the Class of’46, graduates of Bellows Falls High School, town of Rockingham, Windham County, Ver- mont, being of as sound a mind and as physically lit as any normal person could possibly be in our ragged con- dition, do hereby, by this, our last Will and Testament, make void any former manuscript which may have been conceived in a moment of utter delirium under any circumstances. Here follow the articles of our will: After some deliberation, we, the Seniors, have decided to will the irresponsible Juniors not only our humble abode in Room 11, but also Mr. Osborn as an added dividend. The desks are a little small. You can never find anything but torn up paper anyway. The lights are not so good and the closet doors never shut. But, you’ll get along. We did. To the Sophomores, the “inside” students of the younger generation, we leave our good manners, our appreciative qualities and our genuine co-operation. We do this, regretting that we, the Seniors, lost most of these qualities before we even got to be Sophomores. To our innocent under-classmen, the Freshmen, we will all the talent that this class has had. We mean this, in all sincerity, as talent of the stage and field, and not the talent for cribbing or scoring a near miss with an eraser. The football team is leaving, deeply disgusted, all the football jerseys to the teams of coming years. That is, all the jerseys that they couldn’t walk off with. In addition to these major bequests there are in- dividual gifts we wish to bestow. These are made in good humor and justification. Please accept them in the spirit with which they are given. Paul Auinand, captain of our basketball team, bequeaths to next year’s captain a diet of poached eggs, toast and a glass of fruit juice before every game, in the hope that he may be able to digest them more readily than he did. The triumvirate of Higgins, Hammond and Brennan leave Mr. McCarthy. We all hope Mr. McCarthy will recover soon. The peace and quiet seem to be doing wonders. Lewie Moore leaves his car along with a list of his parking places to anyone who is foolish enough to accept either. Bob Raymond presents Sam Mercurio with a com- plete list of available females in Springfield and Bennington. We're not sure Sam needs them, however. Mary Hauck bequeaths her schedule to any Junior girl adventuresome enough to compete against such hopeless odds. Barb Wentworth has a little book (’ailed “Ten Ways to Hold Your Man. She thinks Pat Story could use it. (ieorgette leaves, as silently as she entered. But my what goes on under that cloak of quietness! Vangie gives her post as Monitor to Je m Farr. We think Jean can withstand the shock: Vangie seems to be still walking. Ray Folsom leaves his silvery horn, a cigarette and a blonde to anyone who can put them together as well as he did Joe presents Buddy O’Connor with a smile, a snicker and a roar of laughter. He really will have them in the aisles, if he follows Joe’s footsteps. The boys in Aeronautics class also have a book. It’s for Mr. l)avis. The name of it is How to (iet In M re Than One Aeronautics Class A Week. We’d like Mr. Holland to accept a jewel-studded blackjack to control many of those unruly Junior Boys. Of course, a Senior should never step out of line. Claire Simonds officially wills her battered old Ford to Eddie Perkins. We often wonder whose car it is anyway. Kd Masten leaves about a foot of height to Bill Reed. Kerry also considers giving him about forty pounds. He’ll never miss it. Besides, with such donations, Billy will be quite a hunk of man to go with that fighting spirit. Marilyn Herrick has not yet decided whether she will accept a motor scooter or a pair of roller skates to chase up all the absentees. To Miss Brown go our hearty thanks for the deeper understanding of our Child Psychology. No wonder her room is a matter of immediate interest. Pete Kelton leaves his horde of corny jokes to Ocorgie Wylie. But for Heaven’s sake, (ieorge, keep them to yourself. Rita Reed is also leaving. But, as long as the Man with the Horn goes too, all’s well that end’s well. (ieorge Cote wishes to present some enterprising student with complete instructions, with detailed demonstrations, on how to keep three or four girls guessing. Jimmy Sullivan leaves a sprinkle of brilliance to Ed ('apron with the sincere hope that Ed can get away with as little studying and as good marks as he did. Florence Barnes bequeaths her wardrobe to the Signal Corps. A shortage of colored cloth you know. As a last article, the Senior Class is leaving the faculty. With wide smiles and a tear or two, the faculty sends us off then turns and wonders if the next class could be as bad as we were, which, after all is nearly impossible. But we wish them a short vacation and a happy one before the next shock comes. We do hereby sign and seal this, our legal Will and Testament this Wth day of June, year of our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty Six. Melvin Damon SCHOOL DAYS Books, teachers, homework, classes. Weekends, puppy loves, forward passes, Report cards, cramming and rugged tests. Most of which we all have guessed! Dances, class songs, and Senior Hops, (dee Clubs, assemblies, plays and props, Cornroasts, picnics, trips, and dates. We all know the one that rates! Basketball, baseball, tennis, football. Track, hockey, we know ’em all. Teams, cheers, Purple and White, Four years we fought a mighty swell fight! Finals, worry, groans, and fear. Class night, graduation, our last year. Flowers, tuxes, glomur gals, punch. Class of ’46—we’re sure a great bunch! M essrs. Holland. Olbrych, Bedriek, Bush, McCarthv, Schneider, and Osborn too, M isses Brown, Santamaria. who gave us the push. Our thanks to you, and we do mean you! Our school days are almost over at last. Our days of High soon will be in the past. We’ll sadly smile as we greet the new class. Do you sometimes wish that you might not pass? Barbara Wentworth