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

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HOWE HIGH YEARBOOK I ofaai will and Jmiamanf nf Um Klum nf 7 945 BE IT REMEMBERED that we, the Class of 1945 of the Howe High School in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, being of sound mind and memory, but knowing the uncertainty of this life, do make this our LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT, hereby revoking all former wills by us at any time heretofore made. After the payment of our just debts and funeral charges, we bequeath and devise as follows: FIRST: I, Russell Dixon, leave my way with the women to Jackie Nicholson. SECOND: I, Raleigh Dryden, leave my wardrobe in exchange for a uniform. THIRD: I, Charles Gauthier, leave my Zoot suit to Dickie Forsley. FOURTH: I, Barbara Franz, leave my English 'notebook to Eddie Jenkins. fJust in case.D FIFTH: I, Peggy Joyce, leave my freckles to Tony LaValle to add to his collection. SIXTH: I, Bernadette Kulski, leave my sylph-like figure to the Mae West of the junior class. SEVENTH: I, Ned Wells, leave, and hope Helen Tintle will come with me. EIGHTH: I, Peggy McGrath, leave my ability to get along with teachers to Alfred Gladstone. NINTH: I, Ginny Brouillard, leave my giggle to Miss Baker. TENTH: I, Dorothy Rabidou, leave my ofiice in Tri-Delta to Wilma Stark. ELEVENTH: I, George Gore, leave my agricultural ability to Charles Morrione. TWELFTH: I, Connie Brown, leave my basketball suit to Jean Kilmartin. THIRTEENTH: I, Arnold Brown, leave my ability to saunter from my house at 8 240 to arrive at school at 8 230. FOURTEENTH: I, John Cameron, leave my artistic drawings of the high school faculty to any good student who has my point of view. FIFTEENTH: I, Grover Derry, leave my ability to make moon- shine to any junior who feels the need of it. SIXTEENTH: I, Jean Ellis, leave my peajacket to Stonie Johnson. SEVENTEENTH: I, Lorraine Houlne, leave at last, forever, with- out any regrets. EIGHTEENTH: I, Emelia Marynowski, leave my, affability to Dan DeBenedictus. NINETEENTH: I, Mary Morgan, leave my pleasing smile to a certain teacher who needs it. -181

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HOWE HIGH YEARBOOK Klaus Jlzlfttvfzy In September 1941, on the horizon appeared the good ship, S. S. Howe, , bearing us, a lively and eager group of freshmen, who were now entering senior high. Our long journey towards graduation had at last begun. After the thrill of being in senior high wore off, we settled down to the task of appointing an adviser and electing the officers who would lead us in the many activities that were to follow. Miss Marjorie Shaw was appointed adviser, and the following officers were elected: president, Russell Dixon, vice-president, Virginia Brouillardg secretary, Ruth Bourque, and treasurer, Charles Gauthier. Our first party held on board ship was a dance on Valentine's Day. The decorations consisted of hearts and cupids that were pasted on all the walls. The dance, a huge success, was enjoyed by everyone. Before saying farewell for the summer, a successful roller skating party was held on the deck of the ship. During the summer we returned several times to enjoy other roller skating parties with our classmates. September came, and we returned to the ship to start again on our long journey. We were now sophomores and a step nearer to our goal. Our officers, the same officers who led us so successfully through our freshman Voyage, were chosen to lead us again. A dance was held in October on the night of Hallowe'en. The hall was decorated with witches, skeletons, and other weird creatures. Many enjoyable skating parties were again held before we docked the boat for the summer. The S. S. Howe carried a jubilant group of juniors now, because we were nearer our goal and also because everyone was looking forward to the Junior Promenade. The same officers we had in the previous years were chosen again. The Promenade was a very beautiful affair. The auditorium was the scene of a spring festival. Through the untiring efforts of the many committees, it was a very beautiful sight to behold. We again parted for the summer but returned several times to the boat for skating parties. Seniors, at last! We were now busy with the many activities of senior year. Our first event was a formal, a winter carnival, held in January, decorated to represent snowmen carrying banners of varied hues, listing senior couples attending the affair. The grand march, with intricate movements, led by president and vice-president, Russ and Ginny , highlighted the evening. Although it was cold, a good time was had by all. Our next event was a senior play, Brother Goose . The cast, coached by Miss Myra Roberts, was as follows: Edward Wells, Constance Brown, Claire Wentworth, Carol Petersen, Margaret McGrath, Russell Dixon, Ruth Bourque, Mary Lou Lewis, Kenneth Sheehan, Emelia Marynowski and Helen Tintle. The play was a huge success. Graduation was at last in sightg and so with preparations for the big event, we say farewell to the S. S. Howe , the ship that had carried us, the class of 1945, happily through our four years together. M. JOYCE, '45 .. 17 -

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HOWE HIGH YEARBOOK TWENTIETH: I, Arthur Snell, leave my collegiate car to Don McDermott. TWENTY-FIRST: I, Muriel Turner, leave my jive records to Howe High. TWENTY-SECOND: I, Paul Wadleigh, have left to join the U. S. Coast Guard. TWENTY-THIRD: I, Barbara Conway, am leaving for Keith Academy. TWENTY-FOURTH: I, Clarence David, leave my nickname fSquawkl to any undergrad who wishes to conceal a name like Clarence. TWENTY-FIFTH: I, John Glavin, leave my ability to stall in Eng- lish to Ray Trainor. TWENTY-SIXTH: I, Barbara Hughes, leave my job as attendance checker for Miss Baker to Emma Gile. TWENTY-SEVEN TH: I, Betty Leavitt, leave my attendance record to Barbara Mahoney and Maud Swanton. TWENTY-EIGHTH: I, Janet McColough, leave my seat in Room 21 to Eddie Jenkins. Clf he ever gets there.J TWENTY-NINTH: I, Helen Tintle, leave my job as Miss Mc- Laughlin's secretary to any junior desiring to pass shorthand. THIRTIETH: I, Claire Wentworth, leave my basketball record and uniform to Jean Kilmartin. THIRTY-FIRST: I, Alice Wilson, leave my bottle of peroxide hidden in the chem lab and will gladly relay instructions to any interested junior. THIRTY-SECOND: I, Rita Caissie, leave my oflice technique to Gladys Marynowski. THIRTY-THIRD: I, Edward Dugan, leave my height to William Landry. THIRTY-FOURTH: I, Charles Cormier, leave my ability to refrain from committee assignments to Arthur Giles. THIRTY-FIFTH: I, Francis Glavin, leave my athletic prowess to Buddy Cushing. THIRTY-SIXTH: I, Lennea Johnson, leave. THIRTY-SEVENTH: I, Judith Marshall, leave my ability to be late for school four mornings out of five to Dick Brigham. N EHIRTY-EIGHTH: I, Carol Petersen, leave my diving ability to ic . THIRTY-NINTH: I, Kenneth Sheehan, leave my paper route to Red Conway. FORTIETH: I, Janice Turner, leave my writing ability to Barney. FORTY-FIRST: I, William Waite, leave my way with women to Bob Austin. FORTY-SECOND: I, Barbara Boyd, leave my shorthand notes to Dot Sands. FORTY-THIRD: I, Ernest Chick, leave my curly locks and manly physique to Glen Watson. FORTY-FOURTH: I, Elaine Crandall, leave all my report cards unstained by red marks to my brother. FORTY-FIFTH: I, Barbara Eaton, leave my manner of delivering a class recitation to Ned Wells. -19--