Groveton High School - Seniorian Yearbook (Groveton, NH)

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20 THE SENIORIAN Here comes a familiar building. What have we here? Oh, yes, the boiler room in old G. H. S. Wonder if we'll see Charlie? Somebody's stoking the furnace, that can't be Charlieg but wait there's a resemblance. No wonder! It's jack Ryan! No doubt following in his fathers political footsteps, as well as the job of keeping G. H. S. spick and span. The vision is changing. Oh, look at that foodl I can almost smell it. Well, if that isn't Priscilla Brigham preparing it. She has at last become a great dietitian. She has always liked good food. Oh, an athletic field. The boys are doing a little stationary run under the direc- tion of none other than Eddie Wilson. He seems to be in pretty good condition himself. Practice makes perfect, Ed. Keep it up. Now for a stroll over a college campus. It's the University of N. H. Students are pouring out of the agriculture building. Here comes the professor now. So Earl Elliott has achieved his boyhood goal. Now 'aback to naturef' This hsherman seems to be having a little trouble with the big, bad game warden. That fisherman is no one I know. Maybe it's the warden we're interested in. Why, of course, it's Bob Wilson, faithful to duty, as usual. A new dress shop on Fifth Avenue. I'd like to see what goes on. Oh, itls clear now. A girl is looking at Cow Girl suits. Well, it's Verna Russell. Look who she's buying from! Yvonne LeClere! Verna must be buying outhts for her Cow Girl Band. The sign at the front says 'fYvonne's Dress Shopfl Well, Yvonne always did have good taste in dresses. She probably has quite a business. Don't tell me that's the Grey farm! Why it's all fixed up-somebody's coming out of the barn, at the same time wifey comes to the door to call hubby to supper. Merle rushes into the kitchen, as the former Lillian Blodgett closes the door behind him. Now, we see the familiar red structure known as the Groveton Paper Mill Office. Lunch hour is over, and the employees are just returning. Among them is our old schoolmate James Gallagher. He enters the office and takes his place at the desk labeled Secretary to Mr. J. C. Wemyssf' james has advanced from part time employee in 1942 to well paid permanent employee in 1952. An airport. A big airliner is setting down. Who is stepping out of it but Rachel McFarland! An airliner hostess! Not bad, Ray. She and another girl are helping an elderly gentleman out. That's the Senator from N. H. The girl is Maxine LeClaire. She is the Senatorls secretary. You've done okay, Maxine. Now we see the smoke stacks of a big metropolis. That's quite some factory in the distance. It's Hartford, Connecticut's airplane part plant. Guess welre going to be allowed a glance inside. Quite a lot of action going on in the machine shop. At the same time, the foreman seems to be giving a few pointers to the employees. No wonder he knows his stuff. It's Lloyd Wheelock, Class of L'42 -wonder if he still blushes? Now from factory to department store. Itls Filenels in Boston this time. Here comes a businesslike young lady. Those papers in her hand give her a very efficient look. As she comes closer we realize that it's Audrey Doolan. Shejs evidently one of Filene's best buyers-and that all adds up to success, Audrey. Back to N. H. again. This time itls Concord. Evidently that modernistic drug store is supposed to catch our eye. HWoodward's Drug Storef' What's the connection? Why, of course. Years ago I read in the Democrat that Mickey Woodward was establishing a drug store chain. Well, I guess he has succeeded all right. Though they say he's faithful to good old Groveton and, in spite of his millions, won't leave the place.

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THE SENIORIAN 19 A planeis coming into the picture. Itls landing in a field. The aviator is getting out-pardon me, I mean aviatrix. Itis our old classmate janet Roberge. My, she has some classy medals there. Why! They were given to her for bravery. She rnust have done her part in helping Uncle Sam win that war we had. Quite a gathering! Look at all the newspaper men with their cameras. And those cameras are aimed at none other than jack jordan. He's posed shaking hands with Willie Hoppe and holding a trophy in his other hand. He must have taken Willie Hoppe's billiard championship away from him. Well, look at that group of little tots-quite a group for such little ones. Oh there's a woman. If it isn't Betty Rowland. She has at last achieved her great longing to be a kindergarten teacher. There's another woman. She must be after one of the little tots. Yes, she is. She looks familiar. It's the former Elizabeth Curtis. Oh, the picture!s fading. Let's see, did she marry one of our classmates or her school day sweetheart? Anyway here comes another picture. Well, the crysal ball is bringing us to a city of bright lights, it seems. Reno! I wonder why? One neon sign seems to stand out among the rest. Maybe it bears a clue. It's legible now. Letls read it. f!Does Your Husband Bore You? Visit Richard J. Graham, Attorney at Law. So Dick finally deserted Percy! Too bad, Dick, that's quite a town. Hmm, that looks like the old school house in Granby, Vt. What has that to do with the class of 42. Oh, Winnifred Rowell, my old friend and classmate, seems to be holding a meeting. She's in a nurse!s uniform. It must be a health class. There's a sign on the window of her car: HDistrict Nurse of the Guildhall Territory. Good for you, Winnie. Guildhall is a nice place. The scene changes to the interior of a littered office. A big man is bending in- dustriously over a desk. As the picture becomes clearer we are able to read the words Guildhall to Groveton!' on the blueprints before him. As the civil engineer raises his head, we recognize Millard Nute. He must be planning a new improved highway from Guildhall to Groveton. I always felt that Millard would achieve success. Boston! Hmm, what!s this?-Mademoiselle Muriells-Beauty Shop-Assisted by Mademoiselle Marguerita. My, itls a swanky p-lace. Well, my land, if Holly Em- ery hasn't been in having his hair setg and thatls Marguerite Hodge bowing him out of the shop. That shop must belong to our old classmates, Marguerite Hodge and Muriel Swift. Nice going, girls. What do we see now? Hm! The Mary Fletcher hospital in Burlington, Vt. Oh! a new doctor on the scene. If it isn't Billie Schillhammer. As he walks down the hospital steps he is met by two pretty student nurses in uniform. Billie flashes them one of his dashing smiles and proceeds to shake hands with his old classmate, Florence Doherty. Small world isnlt it, Billie? Ah, whois that pretty girl? She!s singing in front of a microphone. It's the girl who entered our class our last year of high school. Rita Goulet, her name was. She always had a nice voice. I'm glad she has a chance to let other people enjoy it, too. Now the crystal ball seems to think we should visit the Portland Welding school. Here's a sunny classroom and there's the welding instructor, deep in a technical dis- cussion with his students. As the instructor turns around we see that he is Fred Sullivan, the shyest boy in the Class of H42. We knew you'd make it, Fred. From one extreme to another. Herels a girl looking into all the keyholes she comes to. She has a Hollywood press card. Lucky thing. Well, my goodness, it's Beryl Fogg. I never thought it of her, although she did once say she'd like to be a reporter. She's actually opening one of the doors. Who should be behind it but Dottie Cantin. Look at the costumes scattered around. She must have achieved her ambition to become a dancer. In Hollywood, at that. Well-well. 7.

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THE SENIORIAN 21 Why a cute little bungalow, in Groveton, too. I wonder who owns that. There's the former jane Stone out in the flower garden in back. Here comes Maurice Dupuis around the corner of the house. Now that's grand they have such a nice home. At the end of our school days Maurice was in the Army. Oh, the scene is changing. It's going to another section of Groveton. It's our old school. Thereis Maxine McCormack in the gym with a trophy in her hand. It says, f'Gir1 Champs, 1952.'l Well, Maca must be coaching the team. She cer- tainly was a good player herself. Another picture of Groveton. This time the business section. Groveton has grown quite a bit since H42.'y A new self-service A 81 P with all the trimmings- the door is opening, here comes the white-coated manager for a tardy word with the Armour salesman, who is just about to drive off. My, that manager looks familiar! Why, itls Bud Marsh. How nice that he is following in his fatheris footsteps. And I thought heid be a great poet by now. Oh, looks like we're in California. Yes, itis Los Angeles. The 'fLos Angeles- New York Railroadi' building looms in the distance. As the big doors open, we can see the door of the Presidentis office down the marble corridor. The printing on the big glass window says f'William Mathurin, President, Privatef, Looks like Matt is in the money. Now, to another part of Los Angeles. It's the city Children's Hospital. Such a neat, important looking building. As we look inside, the Superintendent of Nurses? office door opens and here comes Lena Hayes. She looks as impressive and neat as the hospital itself. Iym sure the children all love her. Oh, the crystal ball is a blank now. I must have seen all of my classmates in my travels with the crystal ball and Iim certainly glad they are all doing so well. Marion Hodge Betty Rowland Pk Pk Dk bk elf The Faculty The faculty are my teachers I shall not want others. They maketh me to fatigue my poor brain. They leadeth me to their desks, They demandeth my gum, They canneth me From classes for my lesson's sake Yea, though I walk through the halls in silence, I fear them For they watcheth me Their ideas and assignments terrifieth me, I am prepared for bawling outs In the presence of my classmatesg I annointeth my books with study, My marks runneth down, Surely if they teacheth me all the days of my life I shall dwell in the Home of the feeble-minded forever,