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

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aS LASS POLL Joan Graham Betty Mahoney Florianna Potsus Jane Wansewicz Robert Pacheco John Baraldi Emory Lebonville James Stirling Jeanette Lambert Margaret Sweeney Lorraine Angell Mary Fitzgerald Paul Surette Grant Whiteway Joe Donahue Paul Johansen Betty Masons Joan Sargent Anna Baraldi Lillian Stuart Irwin Nichols Fred Dickie Harold Tomkins David Riecks Joan Pasquale Betty Cameron Thelma Hae Betty O'Hara Richard Sawyer John Christianson Tommy Leary Robert Miller Dot Benson Corinne Scaringi Sushila Mitra Ann O'Neill George Scott Tommy Woods George McGurn John Silliker

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Class History In September, 1947, our class, destined to become the sophisticated seniors of ‘51, began writing Volume I of the archives of the class of ’51. Our first official entry consisted of the naming of the class officers and adviser. They were the following: president—William Cooper, vice-president—John Christianson, secretary—Ruth Clark, and treasurer—Thelma Hedberg. Our adviser was Mr. Robert Franz. Then the class decided to hold a dance, ‘“The Freshman Frolic’, in order to raise funds for our senior year. It was held in the high school auditorium in March. A footnote was entered on this second page which read “A good time was had by all.’ A record of the fun and work which were part of our freshman year is still kept in our first volume. We progressed very rapidly to our sophomore year. When we met again the next September, we were ready and willing to start on Volume 2. Our foremost entry again was the recording of the newly elected officers and adviser. Harold Tomkins, George McGurn, Ruth Clark, and Thomas Leary were the chosen leaders. This year we were advised and guided by Miss Mary Fitzgerald. The main social entry for this year was the ‘‘Halloween Dance.” Yes, the class of 51 was really growing up and looking forward expectantly to their next year. In Volume 3, one word, upperclassmen, seemed to be outstanding. No longer were we considered the babies of Howe’s Society. The events of our junior year were led by Robert Pacheco, George McGurn, Betty Cameron, and Lillian Stuart. Under the supervision of Miss Fitzgerald, the highlight of our high school years took place. The entry of our Junior Prom was made in capital letters on page three of Volume 3. Elaine Fredrickson was chosen Prom Queen, with her attendants Joan Pasquale, Margaret Rumrill, Ann O'Neill, Lorraine Caissie, Thelma Hedberg, Lauretta Lebonville, Corinne Scaringi, Betty Cameron, Lillian Stuart, and Lorraine Angell. It was indeed an “‘En- chanted Evening.” The exciting events of the year can be summed up in a few words-- class rings, sports, cheerleading, and dances. Volume 3 was closed and sealed, but never to be forgotten. It was with great expectations of the coming year that we made our first entry in the last volume. Our junior class officers did such an inspiring job the year before that they were chosen unanimously to lead us to gradua- tion. Yes, this year we are seniors. [he events of this year are the most important and the most memorable of our school career. The senior play, entitled ‘““The Transferred Ghost,’’ under the direction of Miss E. Ruth Belcher, was a complete success. The stars of the performance were Robert Pacheco, Mary Fitzgerald, Sushila Mitra, Gwendolyn Groves, Grant Whiteway, Betty Ann MacPherson, Thomas Leary, David Riecks, Margaret Sweeney, and Paul Johansen. The Tri-Delta, the senior girls’ club, offered much to make the year an even more exciting one. Their numerous activities included a record hop, Thanksgiving baskets, a Christmas party, and the never to be forgotten trip to see the Ice Follies. The Senior Boys’ Club was a most welcome addition to the social activities of the class. On Thursdays at noon time the girls and boys enjoyed lunch and dancing in the gym. ‘The club’s activities included baseball trips, dances, and the enjoyable Boys’ Show. The Senior Prom was also entered as a complete success. It was held on February 16 in the uniquely decorated school auditorium—a winter won- derland for the evening. The Snow King, Mattie Hillis, and the Snow Queen, Betty Cameron, were crowned with fitting ceremony by President Bob Pacheco and the following coterie of attendants—Joan Sargent, Joan Graham, Mary Fitzgerald, Joan Pasquale, Lorraine Angell, Ann O'Neill, Thelma Hedberg. As we turn to the last page, we hesitate to make our last and final entry. It is the day of graduation, the day on which we leave our high school years behind us. Many of us will go on to higher education, and many of us will go immediately out into the world to make use of the golden knowledge Howe has endeavored to give us. The night of graduation there will be tears in many of our eyes, tears of happiness and regret: hapniness, because it 1s the moment we have dreamed of for four years: regret, because we are leaving Howe High forever. MARY FITZGERALD, Class Historian.

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The Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1951 We, the Class of 1951, being of weak mind and relatively sound body, before departing to app ly our attainments to the current national crisis, do bequeath and devise as follows: FIRST: We, the class of 1951, leave to Thomas Condon our one and only journalistic enterprise—‘‘The Smoke Signal.” SECOND: We, the class of 1951, leave our famous 7th period cur- few to the juniors, who were most instrumental in bringing it upon us. THIRD: We, the class of 1951, leave our mercenary pursuits to the “gold diggers of 1953.” FOURTH: We, the class of 1951, leave the “fighting frosh’’ in Mr. Burke's paternal hands. FIFTH: I, Laura Ablett, leave all my English vocabulary books to “Rockie’’ Pickering. SIXTH: I, Lorraine Angell, leave to join a well-known ex-Howe High football captain. SEVENTH: I, Donald Austin, leave all the jerseys in the football locker room to ‘Willie’? Robbins. EIGHTH: I, Anna Baraldi, leave my “push” shot to my sister, “Reekie.”’ NINTH: I, John Baraldi, leave my football pants to Tommy Dunne. TENTH: I, Donald Barden, leave to aid in the defense of my country. ELEVENTH: I, Robert Baroni, leave my unruly beard to ‘“‘Fred”’ Glavin. TWELFTH: I, Richard Belcher, leave Room 30 to “Bob” Davis. THIRTEENTH: I, Dorothy Benson, leave my guidance secretarial position to Lois Warren. FOURTEENTH: I, Doris Bevis, leave my freckles to ‘“‘Red’’ Mac- Dougal. FIFTEENTH: I, Patricia Brown, leave my flirtatious eyes to my younger sister, Stephanie. SIXTEENTH: I, Lorna Button, leave with the memories of my pleasant afternoons in the auditorium. SEVENTEENTH: I, Lorraine Caissie, leave, bestowing my unfin- ished arguments with Mr. Roark to “‘Sandy’’ O'Connell. EIGHTEENTH: I, Betty Cameron, leave my crowded locker to Barbara Barnard. NINETEENTH: I, Louise Cameron, leave my class ring design to Beverly Broadbent, to carry on the project. TWENTIETH: I, John Cheney, leave my golden trombone to a future Tommy Dorsey. TWENTY-FIRST: I, John Christianson, leave my broken chairs to “Boogar’ Whiteway, II. TWENTY-SECOND: I, George Clark, leave, I hope. TWENTY-THIRD: I, Claire Coffey, leave Howe High crowned quietest pupil of the class of 1951. TWENTY-FOURTH: I, Judy Collins, leave my pleasant memories of my high-school years to Barbara Nicholson.