Berlin High School - Lamp Yearbook (Berlin, CT)

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KUHNLY, roulette. Betting quite heavily at the dice table is uranium mine owner WILLIAM KLEINSCHMIDT, who this evening is escorting the internationally known play-girl and race-horse owner, THELMA DAVIS. Assisting him in placing his bets is the noted female mathematician JEAN ZUK. At DeVivo’s table we see FRAN RIO, that paragon of children's virtues and writer of the answer to Mother Goose Rhymes — Father's Goose is Cooked. Betting the number zero is PAUL “Pauncho” HENRIQUES, Mexican jumping bean grower. He is being encouraged by Hackie JACKIE DAIGLE, the American Women's Golf Champion. Trying to sell them a cigar-making do-it-yourself kit is cigarette girl CAROL CZERWINSKI. Word has just been received from state officials that PAT WARD who is being investigated regarding irregularities in her mail-order Lonely Hearts Club is in town. Close on her trail is F.B.I. under-cover woman IRENE AUBIN and her gun carrier ROBERTA STURTEVANT. Story has it they are heading for the Paladium. Yes, here they come. Charlie has been told of their arrival, but he is in conference with pin-ball machine saleswoman, NANCY DORAN. He has appointed his official hostess LORETTA LENOIS to greet them. Bartender, JEAN PERKINS, rushes the refreshments to the newly arrived guests just as the curtain is pulled by BOB VERONESI for the floor show. The lights dim—we see the band members stumble into place. Among the familiar faces are DICK POTASH, the second Bobby Hackett, WALT LUND, saxophonist, MARVA SLEPSKI on the musical glasses, MARY ANN BURRELL on the ukulele and JANICE TREECE on the saw. The first selection sounds like an interpretation of Mayrzy Dotz with PHYLLIS ROMEGIALLI, torch singer, taking the vocal. As the evening progresses splendidly so does the entertainment with a most unusual rendition of Eartha Kitt and Fats Domino bv BARBARA LARSON and BOB JOHNSON. Mistress of ceremonies EI.I.I PETERSON is now announcing the dance routine of the chorus line with solos by NANCY DUTKIEWICZ and BOB ALBERT. A list of the chorus members has just been handed to us. Many well known names are present: DELORES KAMINSKI. MARY ANN MOGULISKI and WALLY LUNDSTROM. Here, too, credit must be given to STAN BAKAJ for his magnificent, different wardrobing work. The show is drawing to a close, but before it does one last personal appearance, the crown holders, Miss America—BEA HILTPOLD and muscle-man Mr. Universe—LEE GRANT. But what's this? There appears to be some sort of trouble brewing in the street. We switch you to RON SEABURG on the outside. What started as a friendly conversation has turned into a brawl between profootball star BOB McCANN, and the assistant to the assistant football coach EDNA LAISCELL. We can’t seem to get close enough to determine the cause of this dispute. ANN LUBY local brawl disperser is trying her best to quiet down the hassle with little success. JAN THORAN, visiting African missionary nurse, is here with Dr. BETTY KUNDE, personal physician to Albert Schwietzer. Nurse Thoran is lugging Dr. Kunde's big green bag behind her in case of any emergency. Bouncer Welz has just come through the swinging doors of the Paladium with a club and the fight has been stopped. Energetic and enthusiastic patrons of Charlie's are clearing the streets while at the same time the vice squad is closing Champaigne Charlie’s Paladium— forever— That’s all for tonight, folks. We now switch you back to the studio and SANDY ZIEL, your host for this year. This is Blushing Sandy Ziel. Remember, folks, you never can go wrong with a Rold’s-67. It's the self-steering that counts. When the roll is called up yonder— YOU WILL BE THERE!”

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CLASS PROPHECY B. H. S. Television presents YOU WILL BE THERE. ' Produced and directed by BOB HALL. The year, 1966 — the month, June — the place, CHARLIE SASIELA’S gambling casino — better known as Champaigne Charlie’s Paladium. The first face you see is that of JIM HRENKO, human fly, scaling the walls of Charli aDnshment. FLASH!! SA’AN HANES, mad scientist is using the Reno flats for her experimental work on the Backward A bomb. The question is, will it, or will it not work? An hour ago GALE CLARK, reporter for the Reno Rattler” was sent to cover the story. Boom-m-m!! There’s the explosion, folks. Boi-ing-ng-g-g! A tumble-weed seems to have been blown in from the desert. Why, it’s Gale Clark. She’s screaming, It worked! It worked! She comes to rest in front of Charlie’s joint . and is attended to by the parking lot attendant DON GARRISON. BOB KUCH-ARCZYK, local ambulance driver, wheels the victim to DICK COONEY'S Flop House, where belle-hop DUANE JOHNSON takes charge of the unconscious sob sister. Deputy Sheriff, FLORENCE LORE, and city mayor, FRAN MEARZ, leave the dice tables just long enough to supervise this new emergency. They summon the only medical expert in the vicinity, JOHN HANSON, Medicine Man, who immediately administers a large dose of his original Oopakcik Vitalizer. The anguished screams of the injured reporter bring forth patrons from the JUNE CULVER Beauty Emporium and the DiMUGNO Tonsillorium. There is the town’s leading actress ELIZABETH EMERSON, her hair still in curlers and clips. Next to her, his face still in lather and clutching his latest book. The Theory of Lady Bugs,vs. Man Bugs,” is that eminent scholar, LAWRENCE ZAROTNEY. The crowd that is gathering is made more orderly by the presence of State Policewoman ROSE ROOT. This also offers an opportunity for JUDY PAULOZ to sell subscriptions to S.O.S. Magazine published by E. SACHETTI, R. OSIK, and G. SZILAGE. The reappearance of Gale causes the crowd to disperse and we see her heading, for obvious reasons, to MALINA’S Dressy Shoppe and PERRETTA's Pedaporium (shoe store). Now that the excitement has subsided we return to our original assignment, the coverage of the grand opening of the C. C. Paladium. We see congenial Champaigne Charlie welcoming those two Hollywood notables JOAN NAGY and GUS KARLSEN who are currently appearing in the new Fourth Dimension Extravanganza entitled A Rocket Named Desire. They will be the first celebrities to leave their footprints in the cement walk in front of the Paladium. Preparing the sidewalk is the local masoner and divorce consultant BILL DUNN. Standing near him is the club’s bouncer BOB WELZ. Oh-oh something appears to be going wrong, thev are unable to get their feet out of the cement. We now switch you to the kitchen of . the casino. This is Scullery SALLY KINCAID” in the kitchen — Supervising the kitchen is the international gourmet and cooking expert, HENRY MORA. He is examining the technique of that famous Maine potato peeler ANITA FOREMAN. Slaving over the stove crammed with bread and omelettes we find LYN JOHNSON. Entering the kitchen with a load of anti-hangover moo-juice is CAROL REYNOLDS, followed bv JUDY PETOW with a hind..quarter from her private herd of Purple Angus steers. Delivering the rattlesnake meat from his Reptile Ranch is BOB ZIPADELLI. What is happening at the oven? The bread is out of control— Due to the impending danger, we switch you back to the gambling room. The casino of the Paladium is now a hub-hub of activitv. The croupiers of the various games of chance are JOE DEVIVO, cards; FRAN TOPA, dice; and RONALD

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CLASS WILL We. the class of 1956 being of sound mind and purpose and knowing that we will pass on to higher accomplishments, do hereby make, publish and confirm this to be our last will and testament. To Miss Gustafson we leave an automatic switch-board operator. To Mrs. Corr we leave the locks on certain doors. To Mr. Long we leave a sound-proof disciplinary chamber. To Miss Le Van we leave a neat, orderly occupational file. We leave Mr. MacKenzie, wishing we had known him better. We leave Mr. Bates, seeing him 'round—like a meat ball. To Mrs. Porter we leave a director’s chair and megaphone. To Mr. Goodrow we leave an ivy-covered tower located in the forest primeval. We leave Miss Rakowski, waiting for the little man in the white coats. To Miss Thompson, for her long flowing locks, we leave a hairnet. To Mr. Fabian we leave our sincere thanks. We leave Mr. Rittner. hoping his acting ability gets him to Hollywood. We leave Mr. Landry, taking his star football players with us. To Mr. Gibney we leave a new set of nerves for his Driver's Ed. class. We leave Miss McBrien, roasting her wienies over her veni, vidi, vici’s. To Mrs. Vogel we leave a class of feminine Amazons to perform her desired calisthenics. We leave Mr. Charland, taking with us the last of his original band. To Miss Godzyk we leave a posture-pedic typing class. We leave Mrs. Giannotta, saying in her sleep, Quiet! This is the library.” We leave Mr. Harris, wiping his brow after his Music and Man class. We leave Mr. Hubert, in his industrial art's aviary. We leave Mr. Kevorkian, too pooped to pop. To Mr. Merlino we leave some hair-restorer. To Mrs. Murphy we leave a boy's Home Economics class. To Miss McClure we leave expert student-tailors. To Mr. D'Angelo we leave a halo and a harp. We leave Mrs. Deming, pinch-hitting in the English batter's box. To Miss Earn we leave a pile of unanswered student questions. We leave promoting Mrs. Bloomquist to head chef of the Waldorf-Astoria. We leave Mrs. Beach, shaking her feather-duster out the window. We leave Mrs. White, wishing her the best of luck in planning future menus. To the seventh and eighth grade teachers we leave Worthington, Percival, Selden, and Ledge schools for specialized teaching and the Kensington Grammar School’s old retaining wall to stem the tide. 28