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

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alias, Will Pid, LA Pies of the GER of 1949 Be it remembered by all that we, the Class of 1949 of the Howe High School, Town of Billerica, in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, being of sound mind (we think) and memory, and knowing full well the many difficulties that may befall us, do make this our last will and testa- ment, hereby revoking all wills made by us at any previous date. We do bequeath and devise as follows: FIRST: I, Emily Streitmater, leave my “academic” pursuits to Ruth Strom. SECOND: I, Joan McGeouch, leave all my friends, with the ex- ception of “Marnie’”’ to join the W.A.F.’s. THIRD: I, Mi riam Dickie, leave my place in the chorus line to Barry or “Bobby”. FOURTH: I, Audrey (Legs) Lloyd, leave that part of my anato- my to the girl who wants to be Miss America of 1950. FIFTH: I, Louise Sponagle, leave my liking for special delivery letters to Joan Keefe. SIXTH: JI, Susan Jean, leave my fencing ability to Larry Parks. SEVENTH: I, Arthur Johansen, leave my sponge in chemistry to anyone who likes to have water fights—and lose. EIGHTH: I, Robert Kelm, leave the Pinehurst Junior Recreation Club to Noreen Leahy. NINTH: I, George Gracie, leave my theatrical soliloquies to any tongue-tied junior. TENTH: I, Barry (Casanova) Lynch, leave my habit of calling the girls “Babe” and “Beautiful” to Billy Cusick. ELEVENTH: I, Norma Warren, leave my cute little walk to “Jeanie” Sullivan, who really doesn’t need it. TWELFTH: I, William Sutton, leave my recipe for “Fish and Brew” to Mrs. Greenwood. THIRTEENTH: I, Pauline Surette, leave office duty to the girl next year who has time for it. FOURTEENTH: I, Joan Ducharme, leave my ability to make friends quickly at Howe to next year’s newcomers. FIFTEENTH: I, Margaret Leahy, leave with “Joanie’’ either to help or hinder our country’s progress by enlisting in the W.A.F.’s. SIXTEENTH: I, Kathryn Lewis, leave my illustrious mirror to anyone lucky enough to grab it. SEVENTEENTH: I, Clare Sheehan, leave to “join” the Marines. EIGHTEENTH: I, Janice Rogerson, leave my broken nails to Mrs. Dooley, whose classes frayed my nerves. NINETEENTH: I, Elizabeth Nussey, having been accused of flirtatious ways, leave indignantly. : TWENTIETH: I, Ralph Senna, leave this year in spite of Mr. ranz. TWENTY-FIRST: I, Richard Belanger, leave with a well- known basketball player. TWENTY-SECOND: I, Mary Barden, leave to join the ranks of future legislators and barristers. Salty Fr Wee

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GES History In September 1945, the caravan that was to carry the prospectors of 1949 was made ready for its long journey. The wagon commanders, Miss Mary G. Quinn, George Gracie, Nancy Marshall, Kathryn Ann Lewis, and Ruth Ward, helped to prepare the eager adventurers for the voyage that was to bring them both pleasure and knowledge. The first year was an experience for these wayfarers; and their first party, the St. Patrick’s Day Dance, provided funds to start their trip. Thus, this year can be recorded in the caravan records as a pleasant beginning for the years that were to follow. A year passed, and still the travelers moved onward under the guidance of newly elected leaders, Miss Richardson, Richard Belanger, Nancy Marshall, Viriginia Greathead, and John Loring. Work, experi- ence, and lessons, well-learned, constituted the onward trek. On Halloween, progress was halted long enough to have a dance which provided both rest and enjoyment. Later, by a small lake, Nuttings’, to be exact, the journey was halted again. Here, a roller skating party was held, after which the caravan moved on again with even more zest. With fruitful knowledge thus gained, we advanced to meet and to overcome more easily and successfully attendant obstacles. Miss Dorothy Richardson, Bradley Jacobs, Nancy Marshall, Susan Jean, and John Lor- ing were in charge of the caravan, and the wagons rolled along with ease as the third year of their journey came into view. The most important dance held by these prospectors was “Moonlight and Roses”, the Junior Prom. ats of this event will linger always in the minds of those who at- tended. The goal was now in sight. Their destination was just over the horizon. Excitement was growing stronger, while a play was produced to provide further funds. A comedy, June Mad, the story of a lovesick teen-ager, well merited the plaudits of all lovers of amateur dramatics. One of the group, Mrs. Alice Card, adept at coaching, helped the cast: Susan Jean, Roland Smith, Helen Corkum, Duncan MacLennan, Bradley Jacobs, Kathryn Ann Lewis, Claire Boyland, Louis Tuleja, Barry Lynch, Richard Derby, Lorraine Lambert, Arthur Johanson, and Ruth Murphy to present laudable performances. A club, the Tri-Delta, consisting of the women members of the caravan, was formed. Dances, parties, and food sales formed the list of activities of this active group. They did much to raise money for their group. Now it was June 1949. Again in Forty-nine there has been another gold-rush. It has taken these prospectors four years to gain the greatest “gold” ever discovered, knowledge. The caravan is breaking up now; each wagon will go on toward a separate goal; but all have the same wealth, a golden education as their best promise of success. SUSAN JEAN ae Se

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TWENTY-THIRD: I, Marcia Carmichael, leave my naturally curly hair to Mr. Locke. TWENTY-FOURTH: I, Lorraine Lambert, leave my basketball uniform to next year’s center forward. TWENTY-FIFTH: I, Frank Luciano, having thoroughly absorbed all the trigonometric functions, leave the math class. TWENTY-SIXTH: I, Marvin Thompson, leave my detention slips to Miss Richardson. TWENTY-SEVENTH: I, Robert Wilson, leave my bashfulness to Wendell Sylvester. TWENTY-EIGHTH: I, Leo Wilson, leave and hope a certain sophomore will follow. TWENTY-NINTH: I, Edward McGurn, leave my memories of the Junior Prom to “Gimpy”’. THIRTIETH: I, Ruth Donnelly, leave Howe after upholding my reputation as a talkative woman. THIRTY-FIRST: I, Ruth Murphy, leave my “Golden Slippers” to Joan Wasson. THIRTY-SECOND: 1, Virginia Greathead, leave, and will return to referee basketball games for Howe in the near future. THIRTY-THIRD: I, Robert Loranger, leave my catcher’s mitt to any undergrad with a good, firm palm. THIRTY-FOURTH: I, Roger Lambert, leave my Romeo technique to Paul Johansen. THIRTY-FIFTH: I, David Sewell, leave my reading technique to “Danny” O’Brien. THIRTY-SIXTH: I, Bradley Jacobs, having attained-one goal and missed another, leave Howe. THIRTY-SEVENTH: I, Edward Tscherch, leave Howe to assume command of the motorcycle. THIRTY-EIGHTH: I, Harland Robbins, after proving my great skill in basketball, leave. THIRTY-NINTH: I, Roland Smith, leave my ability to foul up chemistry experiments to ““Eddie’’. FORTIETH: I, Arthur Fillmore, leave my best regards to ‘Hal’ Wilson and John Hulett as co-captains in football. FORTY-FIRST: I, Joan Jenkins, left for ‘Winkie’. FORTY-SECOND: I, Harry Martell, leave my pleasing smile and winks to next year’s Romeo. FORTY-THIRD: I, Louis Tuleja, leave these parting words to Miss Baker: ‘‘Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit’’. FORTY-FOURTH: I, Frank Ritter, leave my bow ties to “Tony” DeBenedictis. FORTY-FIFTH: I, James Daley, leave my knee-guards in the shower. FORTY-SIXTH: I, Mary Caulfield, leave my ability to recite in English to Jeanette Lambert. FORTY-SEVENTH: I, Douglas Morrison, leave after four years of dreary study. FORTY-EIGHTH: I, Doris Joncas, leave my muscels to any fu- ture softball slugger. FORTY-NINTH: I, John Sutcliffe, leave Room 21 papered with my detention slips. FIFTIETH: I, Nancy Marshall, leave Howe, well ‘“‘Sutisfied’’, to raise a football team. FIFTY-FIRST: I, Corrine Cavanaugh, leave my quiet ways to “Pat” Murray. as) ee