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

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Loo 9 ARB O0:0 K I, Genevieve Kennedy, leave my inveterate propensity for creating disturbances in the study hall to Leonard Stevens, my personal nomination for the quietest man at Howe High. I, Eleanor King, leave my love to stick up for my rights to any weak- kneed Junior. I, Charlotte Kitchen, leave my ability to snoop to next year’s Ima. I, Marjorie Kitchen, leave a book of complimentary poems to Mr. Twohig. I, Jane Larson, leave to the future Senior orchestra members a deep appreciation of classical music, and to Evelyn Elwood, my little silver trumpet, I, Julia Leavitt, leave my high heels to some future office-girl who wishes to annoy teachers and to attract attention. I, Jean Libby, leave my good enunciation to the English classes. I, Rita Loranger, leave my mellow voice to any enterprising future Kate Smith of Howe high. I, Jean MacArthur, leave my crutches to ‘““Mike’”’ Knowles to use during the football season. I, Priscilla Mayo, leave my giggle to the sensible Juniors. I, Virginia Mayo, leave my “Who, me?” to Miss Baker, in remem- brance of her Latin IV class. I, Edward McCloskey, leave my love of English to Marvin Conrad. I, Dorothy Mongan, leave my enormous height to Helen Westlund. I, John Morrill, leave the Senior Class, I hope. I, Kathleen Murphy, leave my “gift of gab” to help shy Juniors win arguments with bold teachers. I, David Noonan, leave my aging chariot to Bill LeLacheur. I, June Ogden, leave my homeroom seat, which is right under Miss Baker’s nose, to Freddie Dawson. I, Donald Palmer, leave my red shirt to Jackie Cobb. I, Robert Parker, leave my loquaciousness to Mae Michael. I, Virginia Parker, leave to Miss Baker a book entitled “Tried Excuses for all Occasions.” I, Mary Pasho, leave my love of “gym” to Helen Sullivan. I, Delores Poirier, leave my wardrobe to a Junior would-be mannequin. I, Josephine Pomanacki, leave my ability to get along with teachers to any Junior who has teacher-trouble. I, Doris Quinn, leave my slight “avoirdupois” to Margaret Finlayson. I, Shirley Raymond, leave my high-jumping ability to the forwards on next year’s basketball team. I, Merline Ripley, leave my plaid skirt to any Scotch lassie in the Junior class. I, Louise Robicheau, leave my “one and only’s” car to any one who likes to ride in style. I, Chester Sandberg, leave my great typewriting ability to some fu- ture Senior. I, Ralph Sandberg, leave my roller skates to Marvin Conrad to help him get to school on time. i

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EO Web a ies CE OO CLASS WILL I, Claire Badger, leave my numerous boy friends to all Junior girls. who have a difficult time getting one. I, Morton Bent, leave my rosy, freckle-less complexion to Henry Mahoney. I, Forrest Blair, leave my pep to a funeral home. ° I, Blanche Bocko, leave my slimness to Johnny Jones. I, Bernice Burns, leave my chemistry notebook to all Juniors taking chemistry next year, hoping that it will save them all the trouble that the chemistry students of ’39 had in trying to get their experiments approved. I, Robert Clark, leave my shoes with the rubber soles and rubber heels to Marvin Conrad. I, Edith Colgate, leave my horse sense to Doris Barnard. I, Albert David, leave my English notebook to any Junior who is foolish enough to take it. I, Howard Dickerman, leave my ambiguous answers in English to the Pinkerton Detective Agency to figure out. I, Mary Dolan, leave my continuous smile to any gloomy Junior girl. I, Gertrude Eaton, leave my ability to be absent from schoo] almost one quarter of the time and yet get a good mark on an English mid-year exam to some less fortunate underclassman. I, Elaine Emerson, leave my shapely finger nails to Virginia Fish. I, May Emery, leave a big grin to the never-smiling statue in the study hall. I, Eileen Ennion, leave my voracious appetite to that certain member of the faculty who sympathized so keenly with me every Thursday at her curtailed lunch period. I, Stanley Field, leave my bottle of “‘Slickum” to Weston Taylor. I, Waller Finnagan, leave my asper gum as an alibi to al undergrad- uates caught chewing gum in the future. I, Eileen-Freeman, leave my ability to play basketball to next year’s champions. I, Mary Gardner, leave the city of Woburn to the girls in Pinehurst. I, Mary Granfield, leave my studious nature to Randal Hurley, I, Fred Gullage, leave my six feet to Char’es Peaslee. I, Lorraine Hastings, leave a note with a three-cent stamp on it for Miss Baker. I, William Higgins, leave my melancholia to Bobby Bull. I, Ethel Hodgdon, leave the Senior Class to take up Pecky Wright. I, Lillian Horman, leave my love of minstrel show rehearsals to Mary O’ Neill. I, Charles Howarth, leave my scholastic skills to “Mike” and “Spike”, the co-captains of football, so that they may stay eligible. I, Dorothy Jenkins, leave the corner outside Room 21 to some other Juliet and her Romeo. I, Mary Keleher, leave my raven hair to Eileen McSweeney. 18

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HO Were Hane es GLO Or I, Philip Scott, leave a pen and a bottle of ink to Miss Osgood to lend to other pupils who, like me, never risk carrying ink, even in a fountain pen. I, Eleanor Sheehan, leave my well-kept, wavy coiffure to any Junior with straight hair. I, Catherine Smith, leave my Wooley’s handbook to ‘Bud’? Condon. to cherish as fondly as I always have. I, Dorothy Smith, leave my arms to Venus of the study hall. I, Lester Snyder, leave to the Howe high school library a copy of “The Trials of an Amateur Lovemaker” for any of the Junior boys to use when sympathy is needed. I, Helen Spencer, leave my sympathy to future editors of the Howe High School Year Book. I, Stella Staskivicz, leave my cow to Doris Grenier. a I, Rosamond Tedesco, leave my quiet, unassuming manner to Dot ard. I, Lois Thurber, leave my love of college English to Alice Tintle. I, William Trainor, leave my good standing with Miss Osgood to Martha. I, Bronislaw Tolutis, leave my first name to Henry Mahoney. I, Esther Watson, leave my cheer-leading ability to Gwennie North- eoraves. I, Mary Williams, leave my expert flute playing knowledge to “Trum- peter” Taylor. I, Dorothy Winder, leave my discriminating color sense to “Red” Mason, Howe’s “Sadie Green,” with hopes that his choice of neckties will improve. I, Paul Woollard, leave my collection of fine ties to Jackie Cobb. ELAINE EMERSON, Chairman JEAN MacARTHUR WALLER FINNAGAN PRISCILLA MAYO BRONISLAW TOLUTIS 20