Billerica Memorial High School - BMHS Yearbook (Billerica, MA)

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HOWE HIGH SCHOOL I, Marion Snell, leave my tendency to argue over any and all points to any submissive Junior. a I, Ethel Todd, leave the picture of a horse pinned on my desk cover to the Junior that gets my seat. I, Pauline McDermott, leave my soprano voice to Mary Pasho. ; I, Lilla Burke, leave my out-of-town “boy friends” to all the Junior irls. ez I, Mary Nickles, leave my position in the orchestra to Virginia Parker. I, Margaret Mongan, leave my artistic traits to Elaine Balas. I, Warren Brown, leave my “golden” smile to Billy Higgins. I, Dorothea McArdle, leave my choice of clothes to all Junior girls. I, Norman Cook, leave my knowledge of history to Bud Conrad. 1, Helen McHugh, leave my bicycle to Miss Baker to change classes with, I, Catherine Doherty, leave my sophisticated styles to Doris Quinn, a smartly dressed miss of the Class of 1939. I, Edna Homenick, leave my retiring nature to Doris Barnard. . 3 Gerald Finlayson, leave my fiddle as inspiration to any future Ru- inoffs, I, Lois Gile, leave my lisp to anv one that can’t get the technique. I, Margaret Fletcher, leave my love of horses to Dorothy. Todd. I, Charles Griffin, leave my Buick to any bashful Junior that can’t get a girl any other way. I, Violet Ferman, leave my quiet personality to Julia Leavitt. I, Edmund Grosvenor, leave my aristocratic bearing to the rowdies of the Junior class. G Be Everett Gile, leave my funeral director’s appearance to “Flash” ordon. I, Marietta Fraza. leave my flashing smile to all melancholy Juniors. I, Robert Houghton, leave my doctor’s degree to one of the gentle- men in the white coats. In witness whereto, we set our hand and seal, this infectious April morn, trusting that future generations at HOWE HIGH may be possessed of half the wit, looks, and pep of the illustrious Class of 1933. . PRESTON PARDY . FRANCES COLLINS LILLIAN LINDSAY 22

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£938 YEAR BOOK I, Louise Lenardson, leave the old homestead to the boys as a club- house. Bea: I, Evelyn Bourque, leave my giggle to any one who is foolish enough to accept it. I, Lillian Lindsay, leave my enormous height to Jean MacArthur, I, Robert Olivieri, leave my Robert Taylor photograph to the school to inspire future senior girls. eons I, Dorothy Brouillard, leave my athletic ability to any aspiring athletes. : : I, Esther Winder, leave my ability for collecting class presidents to any future aspirants. “ I, Virginia Blair, leave my English ability to any of next year’s seniors who are going to take two Englishes. I. Ruth Waitz, leave my volubility to Billy Higgins. I, Charles Crombie, leave my A in Chemistry to Mr, Adams as a sweet memory of a smart Chemistry class, the Class of 38. I, Osborne Lincoln, lcave my sociability to any poor mixer in the Junior class. I, John Plugis, leave my love for Shakespeare to the freshmen, who haven’t met him yet. I, Francis Martin, leave my curly locks to “Sonny” Howarth, to re- ‘place his whiffle. I, Jeanne O'Sullivan, leave my beautiful, natural complexion to any undergraduate palefaces. I, Ernest Burke, leave my selection of ties to Pau] Woolard. I, Robert Anderson, leave my box of “chewing matches” for my brother when he becomes a senior. I, May Richardson, leave my pretty smile to the Junior girls. J, Elaine Cram, leave my will-o’-the-wisp figure to Eleanor Morris. I, Ernest Vocel!, leave my superb dancing ability to the Howe High girls as a sweet memory. I, Arthur Carlson, leave my dramatic ability to Morton Bent to use in next year’s senior play. I, Alberton Ripley, leave my pleasant manner of attending customers to my brothers, who will probably follow in my footsteps. I, Olga Bagdon, leave my selection of lip-stick to the girls of the Junior class. I, Voluntine Rollins, leave my father’s truck to be of turther use to the high school. I, Stanley Bocko, leave my Irish name (Patrick O’Bocko) to Waller Finnagan. I, Fred Porter, leave my Tux to any one that is lucky enough to get to the Tech formal. I, Barbara Brown, leave my ability to teach a Sunday School class to Mary Williams. I, Rosamond Sheahan, leave my cat’s leash to Bart to take the school cat out with, so she won’t get lost. I, Robert Westlund, leave my a'l-around-sports ability to-our ex-cap- tain of the football team, Morty Bent. I, Raymond Cormier, leave my reasoning power to any illogical] Junior. I, William Wallace, leave my “ideal girl” to any Junior fellow who hasn’t found his. 21

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1938 YEAR BOOK CLASS HISTORY A happy, eager throng of boys and girls excitedly launched forth on the good ship “Freshmen” in the memorable year of 1934. For the first few weeks, wild-eyed, confused youngsters rushed madly about try- ing desperately to appear in the right class-room at the right time, and supplying a never-ending source of amusement for upper-classmen. The daily routine, however, soon became second nature to the class of ’38, and the rest of the year was smooth sailing. Class officers weré elected and proved worthy of their responsibility. Everett Farmer was chosen president; Frances Collins, vice president; Evelyn Bourque, secretary; and Oliver Dutile, treasurer. Miss Griffin was class advisor. The Freshme n Dance, the first social undertaking of the class, proved a great success. A jubliant class outing at Canobie Lake was the last social event of our freshmen year. As sophomores, our course was not so rough as that of the previous year. Quickly settling down to business, we elected the following officers : President, Alfred MacAllister; vice-president, Frances Collins; secretary, Evelyn Bourque; and treasurer, Agnes Simpson. Miss Conway was chosen as class advisor, The first big date of the year was our Hallowe’en Dance. ‘The final social event of the year was the customary outing to Canobie Lake, Roller- skating, boating, dancing, and such amusements as the merry-go-round nd the fun-house, provided ample material for an enjoyable outing. In 1936, sure-footed and feeling just a wee bit superior to our under- éla4ssmen, we became juniors, prepared to spend the best year yet. We elected our class officers as follows: Alfred MacAllister, president; Fran- ces Collins, vice-president; Agnes Simpson, treasurer; and Grace Howe, secretary. Our class advisor was Miss Belcher. Many members of our class took part in the various sports, and re- ceived their letters. In May, we attained the peak of our high school social career with our Junior Prom. Miss Belcher’s untiring efforts made the Prom a bril-— jiant success. A kaleidoscopic mass of balloons suspended from the ceiling made the occasion memorable. The play, “Damon and Pythias”, was broadcast by students in Howe. High from the WLLH studio in Lowell. The members of our class who . participated in the play were Grace Howe, Agnes Simpson, Mary Nickles, Virgihia Blair, Jeanne O’Sullivan, Esther Winder, Alfred MacAllister, Frank Ross, Kendrick Barnes, and Morgan King. ; With its many varied amusements, Canobie Lake once again fur- nished us with a wide source of enjoyment for a delightful class outing. Seniors at last! With plans galore, we started our final year. Class elections were held as soon as possible with Frank Ross elected president; Frances Collins, vice-president; Walter Quinn, treasurer; and Grate Howe, secretary. Mrs. Sampson was chosen class advisor. Two new clubs were formed by the seniors during the year: The Tri- Delta Club, comprised of senior girls; and the Sportsmanship Brother- 23