Bellows Free Academy - Alpha Omega Yearbook (St Albans, VT)

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COMI'S COMETS Standing fleft to rightjz Viens fManagerJ, Dennis, Ouellet, Earle, Trombley, Wells, Clark, Dixon, Coach Comi Kneeling Cleft to rightjz Ledoux, Unwin, Kelley, Denault, fcaptainb, Hoy, Cullen, Butler THE BOBWHITES Standing ileft to rightbz Coach White, Brouillette, fManagerJ, Rod Corrigan, Sears, Warner, Earle, Guertin, Newton fAss't Manageri Seated fleft to rightlz Bob Corrigan, Shepard, Smith, Myers, fcaptainl, Chevalier, Raymond, Susslin Page Fourteen i

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ADVICE TO DERGRAD ATE By Thomas JHcC0rmicle Beware! all you, and pass this not, For here's advice filled full of thought. We have decided what to say And picked out those whom it would pay To heed us well and not turn by, For listen, you, it's do or die! Oh Norma Jean, do look around, For soon your Jeff will not be found. Young Dennis Coon, we you must warn It doesn't pay a girl to scorn. Now, Walter Gower, to you we say, Bow ties are good but not always. And Irene French, you little Hower, A hint to you, don't look so dour. Oh please, Anna Counos, our back's to the wall, So won't you slow down in your pace through the hall? For Jerry Waine, we're forced to admit, We've no advice, not even a bit. But oh to the man with the pretty curl, Please, Eddie Brooks, stick to one pretty girl. To all you fellows short on dough, Forget the girls, the percentage is low. Well, here's Dick Martin without any butts, We pass him by, don't even say nuts. Oh please, Bill Raymond, don't stay home, Get out with the girls and start to roam. Of Bob Letourneau we don't hear so much, So put her in gear and let out the clutch. Watch out, Miss Johnston, in lab next year, That breeze at the door? Bob Corwell is here! Oh Shirley Dennis, with that boogie beat, Please play some moreg it's pretty neat. To Warren Hamm we say don't worry, The war's not done, no need to hurry. Now Mary Nye, what word for you? You seem to excel in all you do. Please, Tommy Swainbank, do not roar, For Gene will come with the key to the door. Need we say more to Lorraine Brown Than Keep that smile, forget to frown ? Oh Sanford Brigham, tote that ball With wings on your feet this coming fall. Oh Leslie Williamson, I want to be there When you and Betty are linked as a pair. Say Nancy Kern, just stop that giggle, And in assembly forget to wiggle. Now all you whom advice we've given, Heed it well lest hearts be riven. If friends turn 'way and pass you by, No wave of hand or friendly Hi, Advice you've spurned without a glance, Friendships will die without a chance. S0 heed us well and don't turn by, Remember now, it's do or die. I Q H C Q ' l C Page Thirteen

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CLASS PROPHECY By Joyce I!?oKillop August 7, 1965 Luck! I never believed in it before not even when they used to call me lucky in high school. But now----well I shall just have to believe in luck or something. Dear Diary, I will tell you, and you alone, all about it. To go back twenty years to the year fol- lowing our graduation from Bellows Free Academy, Kathleen Sweeny and I attended the Rhode Island School of Design in Provi- dence, where we took a four-year course in costume designing. After several years' ex- perience in Marshall Field's in Chicago, I had the opportunity through the inHuence of Ralph Grant, who is sole dealer in Grant's Glamour Garments, to come back to St. Albans as head of the designing department. A few years later the business had grown so rapidly that I needed an assistant and immediately thought of Kay. Through our combined efforts the store has increased in size until it is now one of the largest in the East. Last spring The National Organization of Dress Designers offered a prize of a trip around the world with all expenses paid. This prize was to be given for the most original design of a complete fall outfit. Kay and I worked on one for weeks, getting so much en- joyment out of it we weren't going to be too disappointment if we did not win the prize. So today when Ralph called us into the office and said, You girls certainly are lucky, we were thrilled and delighted to find that we were the winners. September 3 We arrived in New York yesterday after- noon, and we went at once to Madame Evon,s Fashion Shop where the famous Dick Shepard Models display Madame's newest creations. Dick always had an eye for feminine pulchri- tude, and has made a name for himself and his modeling agency. We were delighted to meet Dick and his two most famous models, Beverly Revoir, who is noted for modeling evening gowns, and the famous pearly tooth- paste girl with the lovely smile, Lena La- marche, who looks out at one from the bill boards all across the country. Meeting Dick and the girls was also quite profitable for us, Madame gave us a generous discount on our purchases. As we were leaving Madame's shop we . n f 'JJ . Q met Anne Fisher. Anne is known on Wall Street as a very keen stock broker and mar- ket manipulator. She is well on the way to making her second million. While we were chatting with her, Hubert Smith, manager of the leading baseball team now playing at the Yankee Stadium, alighted from a 5th Avenue bus. He was elated at winning the pennant that day, for after all isn't he the youngest manager ever to be in the league! By way of celebration he invited us to dine with him. He escorted Anne, Kay and me to the Green and Gold restaurant lo- cated near Greenwich Village. Hubert said it was the most famous restaurant in that vicin- ity. It was owned and operated by Violet Coon and Antoinette Lanoue. They both said they were quite sure it was I coming through the door because they had no diihculty in recog- nizing my voice. As we were reminiscing over our coffee, recalling old classmates, suddenly Anne looked up and exclaimed, Will you look who's here! Coming toward us was Betty Kelly, who as you know, dear Diary, is one of our foremost novelists. Her book, Read It and Weep is sweeping the countryside. The illustrations are by our old friend Norman Lareau. We chatted like magpies, thrilled and delighted at being together again. Betty insisted on our accompanying her to the opera, and later to a party in her penthouse. She certainly gets around and meets everyone. So after bidding good-by to Violet, Antoinette, and Hubert we wended our way to the opera house. Finally getting settled in our box, I was delighted to find my favorite opera Faust , and still more excited to read that lVIary Brouillette was to sing the role of lovely Marguerite. After the opera Betty hustled us away to her penthouse. Almost immediately the guests commenced to arrive. We had a chance to congratulate Norman on his clever illus- trations in Betty's book, and before the even- ing was over he had sketched a likeness of Kay and me which he presented to us with a flourish. There was a commotion at the en- trance as Mary Brouillette entered escorted by Donald Hill, Jr. who is editor of the New York Times. What a lovely party it was! Mary and Donald stayed after the other guests had left Page Fifteen