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

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FLORENCE HILLIKER, GA11. INTONTGOIXIERY, PHoEBE GLYNN AND BETTY Ross Fitz: The year was 1972. The United States was in an uproar because of the revolutionary Presidential election which was just taking place. Changes were being made in government person- nel all over the country. I started my Air Force career upon leaving high school, and at nineteen I was made a four-star general. I had received word from Bob Streeter, head of Air Force Per- sonnel at Lareau Air Force Base, that I was to be transferred to Paris, France. He informed 1ne that I should contact the North American Van Lines' agent in the vicinity to have my furniture moved. Since I was not very well acquainted with the area, I asked a policemen to direct me to the moving company. To my surprise, the flatfoot', was Francis Potter. He suggested that we stop at Sanborn,s Dairy Barn for lunch. While we were there, Francis told me modestly about the heroic rescue he had performed the week before when he saved Bev Adams from the notorious gangster Lightning,' Fairbanks, who operates under the orders of Sharkyv Aldrich, King of the Underworld. At the counter sat the owner, Toby Sanborn, drinking a glass of .... i'Putnam,s Powdered Milkf, Toby informed us that his doctor, Bob Boy, had put him on a milk diet because of his ulcers. At this point the blonde and beautiful Sally Pratt came to take our orders. On her Way to the kitchen, she stopped to put a quarter in the juke box, and the strange, barbaric rhythm of 'iBiggie,s Boogiei' burst forth. After lunch I left the Dairy Bar and went to a drug store to get some Bromo-Seltzer for my indigestion. The store was owned by Calvin Norton and his wife, the former Anita Tarris. The jerks-I mean the soda-jerks--were Winnie King and Babe, Ploof. I bought the Bromo and headed for the moving company which was on the 790th floor of the Alan H. King Building constructed by the great financier Alan King. I reached my destination a few minutes later and stepped into the elevator, which was operated by Clinton Paquin. He told me that the Cota 81 Fairbanks Baby-Sitting Agency, re- cently established by Bev and Ken, was located in the building. When the elevator stopped, I found myself in front of a gold-plated door. The sign on the door read: North American Van Lines, Inc., Florence Hilliker, Presidentf, Gene Dumas, head janitor in the building, had been polishing the sold-gold doorknob, and he stepped aside to let me in. As I walked into the room, the red-haired secretary, Jeannine Duquette, an- nounced my arrival to the boss. Flossie was expecting me. She was stunning in a gown created by i'Gillespie of Syracusef, the trade-mark used by the famous designer Mary Ellen Gilles- pie. Flossie's private hairdresser, Fay Caswell, was arranging her raven-black hair in the latest style. Fay had changed his name so that he was known simply as Fay: 'iHair-styles by F ayvl Flossie: Before I had a chance to talk to F itzy, the phone rang. It was my manager, Bob Boomhover, who reported that movers Dick L,F.cuyer, Dave Holbrook, and Dick Bombard had just left for Palm Beach with the household goods of Camille DesLauriers who had recently completely a six-week engagement at the Metro- politan Opera House. Boomv told me he was well satisfied with the way the men had managed the shipment. When he hired them he was afraid that their muscular build and brute strength might be a handicap in handling fragile articles. Fitzy explained his business to me, and then we left for Boger Gingras' Anniebelle Gafev where the Norman Manning Quarteti' was performing in the Green Room. After the show, we went back-stage to see the other members of the group -Brenda Benoit, Andy Urquhart and Phil Pelkey -and congratulate them for their wonderful per- formance. They told us that they had just left uCasavantis Casinoii run by Wallace Casavant-in Montreal. There, the trio of Maggie Giroux, Carol Turner, and Ginger Lehmann was appear- ing in an exotic dance number. We left the cafe, and as we stepped onto the sidewalk, the sound of music drew our attention to a parade which

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CONINIENCEMENT SPEAKERS I. to r.-Bill Willis, Kay Ready, Doug Recd, judy Savard, Dave Reirden, Barbara Benoit, Andy Urquhart Gail Montgomery, Dick Ready, and Inn Fitzgerald. Absent from picture are Pauline Bouchard and Florence Hilliker. CLASS NIGHT SPEAKERS CLASS PROPHECY: Florence Hilliker and Jim Fitzgerald CLASS WILL: Kay Ready and Bill Willis CLASS POLL: Barbara Benoit and Dave Reirden ADVICE TO UNDERCRADUATES: Judy Savard and Doug Reed GRADUATION SPEAKERS ANDREW URQUHART: ..........i,i....,..,,...,.,.,,. dlneestigationv PAULINE BOUCHARD: ....i. ,...... ' 'Sink or Swim GAIL MONTGOMERY: .,...i ....... ' 'Social os. Academicv RICHARD READY: ........ ,,..,,. ' 'The F using of Academic and Social Activities Into Adult Adjustment 24

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was just coming down the street. Iackie Mont- gomery, the high-stepping majorette leading the parade, was forced to step to the side to avoid landing in an open manhole. Through the man- hole popped the sodden head of sewer-Worker Dick Ready, the only member of our class who was a complete failure, but at least he was right down to earth in what he was doing. A beautiful Hoat passed, bearing the sign Navy Sweetheart. Seated on the throne, in all its splendor, was none other than Linda Soule. Her attendants were Sally Therrien and Frances Ward. An impres- sive armed guard made up of Charlie Anderson, Dave Reed, Graydon Lumbra, and Richard Ash- line was posted at the corners of the float. Fitz: F lossie had to go for a portrait sitting at the 6'Sally King Studiov, so I decided to con- tinue on alone to make my trip-arrangements. We agreed to meet later at the Glynn-Ross European Travel Agencyfi lt was such a nice day that I decided to Walk. As I rounded the corner, I noticed a large crowd gathered in front of a modern building. I approached a woman stand- ing on the outskirts of the crowd to ask her what the excitement was. Who should it be but the former Judy Savard. She introduced me to her four children: Eeeny, Meeny, Miny, and Moe, Jr. Indy explained that a new store in the great chain of the renowned lean Kelley Department Stores, Inc.,D was just opening. I stepped up for a closer look and discovered Kay Ready standing beside me. She told me she was the fashion buyer for the new store. She asked me if I knew that Dave Reirden was in Neibarg General Hospital suffering from a broken ankle sustained in a Boston Celticis game. As I hadn't heard, she went on to say that Ruth Hemond was his private nurse, and that Bev Gaboury, the day supervisor, had Esther Sweeney as her subordinate. Know- ing that Polly Bouchard was head X-Ray tech- nician and her associate was Pat Pelkey, I asked Kay if she knew who had taken Daveis x-rays. She answered that Theresa Gadouas was working there and had taken them. We chattered awhile longer, and then I went on my way. F lossiez When I left F itzy, I went straight to the studio. After a short sitting, I went out- side and hailed a taxi. I noticed on the cabby's identification card that he was Delbert Bessette, my old classmate. He said he was working for the Clack Checkered Cab Company, established by well-known cab driver Bob Clack a few years before. I leaned back in my seat and lit up a Harrington, my favorite cigarette brand named for the celebrated actor A. K. Harrington, Esq. Through the window I noticed the Davies Dance Studiov and thought back to when Thump used to dance in school assemblies. Delbert let me off at c'Demag,s Delicatessenf' owned by Pat Demag. I went in and gave my order to waitress Barb Talcott. The cashier was Mary Brier, and as I paid my check, she mentioned that Dave Lemnah was opening an I. G. A. Supermarket in Blouinsville and that Ken Bushey was to be head clerk and Dave Gilbert, the butcher. Leaving the delicatessen, I glanced at my watch and realized I was going to be late for my appointment with Fitz. As I stepped into a music store next door to use the phone to let him know, a short, fat blond, blue-eyed man came forward to meet me. I recognized him immediately! He hadn't changed a bit! It was Doug Reed. He called my attention to a new 41-inch TV set which had just been hooked up. The name of the show being presented was Cry.', The familiar face of the starring comedian belonged to Bill LaPan. The set was a new electronic one developed by Nobel Peace Prize winner Dave Goulette. I made the telephone call and hurried on to the travel agency. Fitz: I arrived at the meeting place quite awhile before F lossie. While I was waiting for her, I chattered with the secretary, Theresa Vincelette. The walls of the office were covered with brightly-colored posters, including one that was advertising the coming Olympics in Switzer- land. I remembered that Squirt', Moore and ,lim Arnold had been chosen to represent the United States in the ski competition. Flossie came a few minutes after her phone call, and together we entered the inner office to see Phoebe and Betty. We told them of my transfer to Paris, and they recommended French inter- pretor Gail Montgomery to transact my business in Paris. We returned to Flossieis office where she completed plans for the move. She decided to take a few weeks, vacation and come along on the the trip. Since it would take a week or 26