Berlin High School - Lamp Yearbook (Berlin, CT)

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Jim Griffith leaves his handsome wardrobe to Joe D'Amico. Dick House leaves his souped-up jalopy to Miss Tatt. Russell Hackett bequeaths his position in the all-girl transcription class to any Junior boy who can get away with it. Tony King leaves his swagger to Ken Munson. Christine Delaney wills her big feet to Walter Pajor. Donnie King leaves, taking several girls’ hearts with him. Roger Lamb leaves his amazing ability to lounge in school chairs to Jackie Tomasi. Betty Lenois leaves her quiet nature to Marion Rizza. Nancy Larson leaves for Chicago with the 4-H Club. Peggy Luby wills her saintly manner to Rose Scalora. Keith Kron and Nancy Carlson leave wishing they could take the Rios with them. Janice Elliott leaves her wallet in Mr. Goodrow’s Law class. Joe Mora leaves his academic ability to his brother Henry. Dick McHale leaves his sparkling smile to the Ipana Company. Ken Kron leaves his antics on the football field to John DiSarro. Rita LaFlamme bequeaths her original facial expressions and actions to Barbara Sirotnak. Rich Mildrum wills his many duties to Bill Bomba. Myrna Morse leaves her vivacious personality to Barbara Knopf. Audrey Masseile leaves, taking a pile of Senior girls in Jezzie's trunk. Hippy Masseile leaves — sorry, he needs everything he's got. Lois Negrini bequeaths a constantly warmed seat to Miss LeVan's office to Jeannette Pepin. Howard Nelson leaves his long, long eyelashes to Irene Wojciulewicz. Pat Martin leaves her ability to skip classes without getting caught to Lillian Hoffman. Moe Pajor wills her D. A. to Nancy Dyer. Jim Pulito leaves his dual muffllers to Roger Larson. Joe Pac leaves his reference papers to the highest bidder. Arnold Peterson leaves his technique on the dance floor to posterity. Fred Pera wills his mellow voice to the R.C.A. Victor Recording Co. Louise Raineault leaves her job in the office to Angie Marino. Charles Russell leaves his music cup to Burt Aldrich. Shirley Simons leaves her stuffed bankbook to John D. Rockefeller. Chester Slepski bequeaths his long legs to David Durity. Randall Stack leaves his class witticisms to Beverly Riedel. Terry Sedgwick leaves a pile of unpaid for sweatshirts to the Junior Class. John Thompson leaves his hair to the Kensington Fire Department. Gary Thomas wills his eyebrows to John L. Lewis. A1 Turner leaves his reputation as a wolf to Walter Surko. Bob Yale leaves his sixty minutes of rest in College English to Ellis Hardy. Don Voorhees leaves his big brown eyes to Bea Hines. Charles Munson bequeaths his job in Ferndale to his brother Skippy. Bill Schwab leaves his crew cut to Joan Simons. Jacque Barber wills her talent at getting into trouble to Rickie DiMungo. Jackie Ziel leaves in a cloud of dust. The above instrument was subscribed by the said class of 1953 in our presence and declared to be their Last Will and Testament: and we at their request, in their presence, and in the presence of each other, have signd our names as witnesses thereto: Signed: Joe Mataratz and brother Spring Per: Jacqueline Ziel Lois Negrini Elizabeth Andruskiewicz

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Class Mill In the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and fifty-three, we, the graduating class of Berlin High School, being of sound mind and body, in order to dispose of all our worldly possessions and liabilities to those enduring the intellectual struggles of this educational establishment, do hereby bequeath the following to be our Last Will and Testament. To Mr. MacKenzie, we leave a 30-hour day in which to fulfill his many duties. To Mr. Long, we leave our many thanks for being such a swell guy. To Miss LeVan, we leave, taking 99 per cent of her troubles with us. To Miss McBrien, we leave a vote of thanks for standing by us as our wonderful advisor for four hectic years. To Miss Thompson, we leave a training teacher of her own. To Mr. Bates, we leave a pair of Adler’s Elevator shoes. To Miss Quill, we leave a nice long vacation. Don't worry, Miss Quill, Shorthand II will plague you no more. To Mr. Hubert, we leave an insurance policy for his safe-driving class. To Miss Rakowski, we leave an unbreakable blackboard with matching chalk. To Miss Clements, we leave a new closet with built-in seats for girls who want to hide there. To Mr. Goodrow, we leave, taking our Senior American History Class. To Mrs. Porter, we leave wallpaper with Emily Dickenson’s poems on it for her English room in the new school. To Mrs. Chapin, we leave a Schwinn bicycle in the event that her Pontiac convertible should ever break down. To Miss Tatt, we leave a little red wagon in which she can carry her numerous books and papers. To Miss Beckingham, we leave a neat, clean shower room, with shower curtains yet. To Mr. Gibney, we leave, taking his football and basketball teams with us. To Mr. Fabian, we leave the formula for an all-purpose deodorant, so the smells from his Chem lab will stay out of the halls. To Mr. Kevorkian, we leave the Junior Class to listen to his tall tales of the war. To Miss Gustafson, we leave automatic bells that ring on time. To Mr. Charland, we leave a brand new 1953 Cadillac convertible with white sidewalls. To Mrs. McNickle, we leave a pair of roller skates to carry her to and from the school and the bank. To Mr. Harris, we leave a sound proof room in the new school, so he can play his Italian music to his heart’s content. Betty Andruskiewicz leaves her long name to Eddie Smith. Ann Blackburn leaves her stature to Joanne Maitz. Pat Brideaux wills her tales of conquest to Lucy Cianci. Carol Calicchio leaves her jet black hair to Joyce Gooby. Santina Cianci leaves her banking position to Barbara Winters. Carl Ciarcia wills his little black book to Teddy Wrobel. Arlene Nilsson leaves her skyscraper view to Eddie Ramponi. Dotty Crowell leaves her gait to Eleanor Surko. Maureen Dean leaves her ever-ready smile to Betty Haman. Paul Dubuc bequeaths his enviable position in Problems class to his brother Moe. Eleanor Dukett leaves her silent presence to Perry Smart. Carol Fields leaves Judy walking the halls alone. Ronnie Ferrero bequeaths his athletic inclinations to Ray Dokas. Mary Padelli leaves her bottle of peroxide to Margaret Schelin. Paul Gerbase wills his bop jacket to Billy Skene. Jody Gould leaves his daily flag-raising duties to some deserving Junior boy. Fred Beach wills his gabby nature to Rudy Abel.

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Class JNstorp FRESHMEN First day as a freshman and oh what a memorable day that was! The unforgetable Initiation Day soon follewed, when we all looked like abandoned babies and the smell of a 5 10 store perfume counter filled the air. The boys will never forget those beautiful posies they had to wear and the girls, the men’s garters. Peace came after the party given that evening by the Seniors. We all loved the Seniors and we each shed a tear at the farewell party we gave them before they departed in June. SOPHOMORE One year gone and now to venture into our second. This year wasn't very exciting as we were pushed into the background and gave way for the new Freshmen and Seniors. About the only eventful thing that happened this year was our dance, with its most original sounding name, Bunion's Delight. JUNIORS At last we are considered as part of the upper classmen. From the first we were busy getting ready for our big dance, THE JUNIOR PROM, Evening in Paris.' Our Industrial Arts boys worked many nights at the Blue Hills on our Eiffel Tower for the Prom. It was quite successful even though it did rain that night. Oh, yes, we won’t forget Mr. Goodrow and those American History classes. How could we forget! As the close of our Junior year approached, we were looking forward to our Senior year and what it had to bring us. SENIORS We've finally made it! This was a memorable year as we went to school under our first Republican president in twenty years. Not only did we have a new president but also a new Superintendent and a new Principal. Our first big thrill came as we walked up the Senior steps the first day, realizing that we were soon nearing our last steps before facing the wide, cruel world. First, came the Freshman day of doom — at last we got our revenge — poor little Freshmen! Soon after the Freshmen week ended, we were planning for our Senior dance, The Broomstick Swing. This was followed by the taking of graduation pictures and the organizing of the yearbook with its many headaches. We will all remember the wonderful art work done by Arlene Nilsson in our yearbook. After Christmas we were busy working on the Senior Play. Then came the Ball which everyone looked forward to. Before we knew it, commencement week was upon us with Class Day, the Banquet, and finally Graduation as we marched down the aisle and on to the threshold of new adventures and problems.