Braintree High School - Wampatuck Yearbook (Braintree, MA)

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“Hold on to your head, I mean hat, and let’s go.” The next stop is the new schoolhouse which covers nursery through high school. A. Forhes’ Nursery classroom is well stocked with stuffed animals donated hy D. Woodbury, wildlife manager. Next in line is K. Shelley’s kindergarten, whose art supplies have been given courtesy of G. Anderson’s Art Supply Co. The teaching staff of the elementary grades includes Dotty Delpapa, S. Fall, B. Morley, Ming Toi Leban, M. Silowan and S. Zoda. We catch the high school teachers J. Hutchinson, E. Charles, and A. Teevan and even the physical education instructor B. Cook watching S. Pimentel painting her famous portraits. The rockets are about ready to leave for Venus. Everyone ready? Let’s go. After a few hours Venus looms into sight. We circle it to get a “bird’s eye view” of the surroundings we’ll be in for the next few days. Secretaries S. Nash, N. O’Neil, H. Burke, K. Robins, and M. Greenan, with their noses pressed against the window, see forestry men D. Ward, A. Howe, W. Holmes, B. Bent, and Chink Whitehouse chasing driving instructor D. Richards, after her student M. Kelley knocked down one of the few trees there. R. Workman, game warden, is helping them along with some buckshot in the Beeee-hind. All the confusion has outdoor writer, W. Purdy, quite perturbed. As we descend into the ocean, (we missed our target!) we see W. MacNevin wrestling with a squid while plumber D. Argentine fixes a leak in his suit. We finally reached land with the help of R. Otis and D. Graziano’s apparatus and that great weight-lifter, A. Chase. Before doing anything else, everyone brings their wet clothes to J. Young’s Chinese Laundry. Despite our slight error in navigation, we are on time for the fashion show, the first event of the week. While we marvel at the gaily decorated platform by P. Morcom, the first model waddles out. C. Cain is wearing a root-beer barrel of the finest plywood, designed by P. Landry, and her bubble-cut by J. King has just broken. The next model is F. Serra wearing a J. Gallagher original (original what, we dare not say). Her locks have been arranged by Brown-Eyes Bierman. Last, but by no means least, S. Symmes glides out on a banana peel. She is wearing a balloon dress by P. Bond. (No smoking, please) . Her wispy ends have been plastered down by Cheech Puliafico. All this time B. Regan and P. Jones have been sketching the outfits for the Venus Journal. Of course, there was the usual chorus of whistlers, some of whom were servicemen, J. E. Sullivan, Little Richard Mahler, J. Walgreen and Mike Hemingway. Buyers C. Gardener and D. Reed are seriously thinking of purchasing some of these outfits for their stores. As the crowd is dispersing, nurse A. Reardon bustles in to doctor the injured model. “Look, Ma, no teeth,” compliments of Battistini’s tooth paste (better use L. Seidler’s instead.) Several bookkeepers. Freak Vitagliano, Puddles Thomas, Crunch Gruney, and stenographers, Lily Smith, J. O’Connell, and Beaver Dixon have decided to tour the ultra-modern hospital. Jo Coletti, Jo Kaukola and Moo McKay are laboratory technicians here, while K. Hjelm works in the laboratory as a biologist along with Frog Mattie, a medical re- search man. On the staff is pediatrician S. Samaha, physical therapist P. Brackett and children’s nurse N. Bates. At the same time engineer P. West, auto mechanic J. Mavilia, C.P.A. Art Sward, and I.B.M. mechanic R. Mitchelson tour the Venus courtroom and watch court in ses.sion. W. McNally is defending used car salesman, R. Williams, who was accused of selling a car with full ashtrays, and in another case G. Sullivan is defending M. Salvucci, a telephone operator, who is accused of crossing wires. The court sec- retaries are Terry LeGere, S. Regan and Gus Lindquist. The days pass quickly and soon it’s the day of the big “reunion picnic.” the bang-up finish of the week. With our thinking men. mathematicians Biscuit Bissett, Hoppy Hopkins and electronic engineers, W. Whittam, Art Cusick, thinking up things to do, it’s bound to be fun. First on the agenda is a stimulating lecture on picket lines to Fore River worker, K. Marinella. Machinists Teddy Alger, Wilbur Whipple, Richard Migliorini and J. Ramos will give a demonstration on the art of screwing a screw with a screw driver. “Hanson the Ham” (radio operator, that is) is spinning platters to add to the excitement. Our business section is really swinging

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Only seconds ago we heard the blast off of the second rocket, now we hear the count down on the last. — 5 — 4 — 3 — 2 — 1 — 0 blast off! On all three rockets, secretaries Lee MacKenzie, C. Movalli, J. Blowers, N. Better, M. Bergonzie, and Half Pint Linscott are passing out informative pamphlets ex- plaining the structure of the rocket and giving credit to those responsible for the finished product. They have been put together through the efforts of writers S. Grubis, L. Hamilton and P. McVay; printers W. Potter, R. Hardy, R. Hasty, R. Neill, and S. Smith; publisher Spade Berman; typists S. Brennan and B. Mulligan; secretaries L. McKeough, Goody Goodwin, A. Modestino, J. Nickerson and J. Wilken. They have been sponsored by businessman M. Gilcreast, Stretch Deehan’s Insurance Co., M. Leo, and B. Peckham, jeweler. An excellent crew of draftsmen. Red Tzamos, L. Carifio, Ted Williams, R. Haskins, E. Rose, B. Mortimer, and J. Morello, drew up the plans of the rocket, and electrical engineers C. Doran, W. Irving, and K. Congdon planned the wiring. L. Fornell, M. Bernabeo, and A. Drysdale designed the interior, while Skip Dauphinais and R. Tapper did the actual construction work. Many of the pamphlets deal with the life and work of G. Mitchell, the astronautical engineer who designed the rockets. He was assisted by R. Russell, C. Pickett, Jim Murphy, R. Miller, and R. Elliott. “Did you bring La Rocket Cafe?” asks Frogman R. Bradley. “No!” Bang! Bang! “Anyone else forget their La Rocket Cafe?” Inside the rocket there is a great deal of activity going on, for several of the teachers are having their hair set for all the festivities to come. L. Tedesco is giving L. Hendrickson a poppie, J. Pecoraro is cutting C. Reed’s hair in a pixie, G. Mahon is giving J. Pearson a bouffant, B. Califano is having a French twist done by M. Bonvie, and P. Holbrook is arranging G. MacDonald’s hair in a beehive. No rocket could be complete without a TV room. Several secretaries, J. Moline, P. Williams, S. Hammond, S. Spinney, and M. DiCarlo are watching Michael Vella’s sports show. He is interviewing “Wild Bill” Elliott, pro ball player. Now for a station break — There’s “Hot head” Fontana with his head in an oil burner demonstrating to housewives B. Salters and J. Foster the fine texture of the soot in his oil burners. — Back to the show. P. Vecchione, D. Hannon, R. Cox and J. Rakauskas, pro ball players, are now being interviewed. - — Time out for another entertaining commercial! — Salesman R. Bonvie is trying to put across the point that Flak -0 makes sheets the B-B-Beddiest. Housewives M. LaTanzi, and J. Farina, are listening attentively at this point. — Back to the interviewing of that celebrated golf pro J. Dizel. — Let’s pause for station identification! This is station B.H.S. Blink. Blink — “Say there, D. Miller, with the telescope, are you an astronomer?” “No. I’m a peeping Tom and a scientist on the side.” “Do you chew Smiceroy?” “No!” — Back to the show. Commander J. Klink just clanked by with his Navy detachment. Roll call: Birdie Purdy, T. Thevenin, A. O’Rourke, Nellie Field, Marty Mardirosian, D. Linscott. W. McCarty, W. Gill. R. Garland, and W. Ludlow. “All present and accounted for? If not raise your right hand.” — Guess what — another commercial — Big Barber Bing Neal is expounding on “Neal’s Hair Tonic,” W. Thorn’s amazing chemical concoction. — Now stay tuned to R. Nagle and Hawaiian Eylelash. At this point G. Ghiorse, who is studying for postgraduate exams, yells, “Turn that infernal racket off!” So much for TV; let’s join secretaries D. Kurtzis, J. Nelson, B. Saunders, G. Wing, and B. Frazier who are keeping an account of the trip to send to their friends back home. Radio operator R. Cavan announces that we are coming to a space station which has grown into a modern community. D. Olson is responsible for the modernistic structure. Dirty and Clean Black take excellent care of the ten-foot square community park near a small shopping center. Secretaries A. Darche, C. Hobart, K. Imlay, and r. Dexter are shopping for souvenirs in J. Schrader’s five and dime store. They have stopped to talk to sales clerks C. Smith, S. Seppala, and D. Bohlken, and sales manager K. Brady. Next door is Tiger Elliott’s Beauty Salon; she has J. Zampine, A. Graziano, and F. Hayden butchering heads for her. Their victims are office workers L. Quaglia, J. Kelley, and J. MacLane. (Zy 8A

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as A. Rautenberg and C. O’Brien do the Charleston, Broccoli Brock and J. Brown do the Black Bottom. M. and M. Pinola do the Mirror Dance, and M. Nelson, Mai Buckley and J. Furlong — what do you call that they’re doing? Well, they can’t last much longer than a few dances more, so let’s go down by the pool. Klinky Hansen, now a professional grappler, Ted McLaughlin, mechanic, E. Butterfield and C. Gaboon, office workers, and J. Griffiths, engineer, are having a wet water fight. A group of accountants, R. Smith, J. Moore, A. Spadea, Nikki Mattia and J. Butkuss, lounging nearby are getting sprayed. Behind the pool a softball game is going on. The pitcher, engineer B. J. Johnson, seems to think he is bowling, while machinist F. Foley is using the bat as a golf club. The confused catcher is serviceman J. W. Sullivan. Engineer R. LaPlante is keeping score, so far 0-0. Secretaries L. Lemon, Elbe Harrington, H. Raymond, P. McIntyre and E. Swam are going wild with the tossed salad. (They took it literally and now it’s all over the table). Machinists R. Bourque, F. Mollins, R. Conlong, and E. Erazier are in the middle of a three-legged race when the dinner bell sounds. It’s quite evident that they weren’t the first to arrive for lunch. At one table we find engineers H. Thorne, R. Goodwin, A. Logan, D. Lorusso, W. Cuff and W. Galebach discussing their business over a plate of cold cuts. Bookworms Bat Masterman, F. Pendergast and M. Graziano are wrapped up in their studies for final exams — they are taking post-graduate work. A hint about Mr. X of the new WNES color radio, compliments of N. Kellaway, Nat Hope, and Kitten McClelland of I.B.M., Inc. It was not Mr. but a Miss! Our own J. MacGillivary, clerical worker. Bookkeepers Glo Florentine, S. Frazier, L. Collins, and E. Ladd are acting as waitresses for the Picnic. Oops! One of them just slipped and spilled a howl of punch over secretaries J. Newman, J. Morgan, J. Liberto and B. DeBeradinis. So it was a big bowl of punch! Oops! There goes another rubber tree plant, taking with it machinists P. Lennon, J. South, and Buth Allison. Service- men J. Narcotta, A. Olson, and P. Sullivan, have built a camp fire and everyone is gathering around it. S. Thompson, D. Wadleigh. and J. Bull, of the women’s service, are sitting on a log near the fire. Social workers J. Dunn and Roby Barrett are leading all in the B.H.S. Alma Mater. The atmosphere grows solenrn, as each one remembers his three unforgetable years at B. H. S. The memories are faded, but still live in the hearts of each and all. For a while we have turned back the clock; but, as all good things must end, so ends the twenty-fifth reunion of the Class of 1961. 1961 Class Prophecy Committee lOA