Ludlow High School - Lion Yearbook (Ludlow, MA)

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Ludlow High School MARY ANNE SZYMCZAK Maryanna” Blossburg, Pennsylvania, March 4, 1907 “There are smiles that make us happy, There are smiles that make us blue, But the smiles that fill our hearts with sunshine Are the smiles that we get from you.” Take one ounce of sincerity. Add one and one- half ounces of pep, plenty of determination, a cup- ful of generosity, at least a pound of co-operation, and a very strong will. Mix well. If the ingredi- ents do not blend satisfactorily, dilute with tact- fulness. Pour into a divinely slim form. Garnish with pretty brown hair, soulful brown eyes and a perpetual smile. There you have her—our in- dispensable Mary! Basketball 3, Capt 4; Chairman Student Council 4; Ways and Means Committee 4; Class Treasurer 3; Vice-President 4; Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Business Manager of Static and Parrot 4. EVELYN CATHERINE TOURVILLE “Typing Tourville”’ Ludlow, Mass., March 21, 1910 ‘ Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Mirth and youthful jollity.” One often hears certain people referred to as the “life of the party.” or the “brains of the organiza- tion.’ So we will term Evelyn the ‘‘vocal organs of the Class of ’26.”. No party could ever be dull with Evelyn there. Her laughter and gay repartee are an indispensable part of the Class of ’26. But despite her life and gaiety ‘“Typing Tourville”’ is everything the name implies. She typed the Parrot and made it look like a million dollars. She dashed off a seventy word a minute typing test— and that is no small feat. With this efficiency, her ever ready co-operation, and her jollity, we feel sure that as a Commercial teacher, the office to which she aspires, she will be a complete success. President of J. W. Club 1; Entertainment Com- mittee 4; Basketball 4; Hockey 4; Treasurer Three G’s Club 1; Christmas Play 1; Glee Club 1, 2,3, 4; Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Ring Committee 3; Minstrel Show 3; Senior Play 4; Literary Editor of Static 4. 19

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Ludlow High Srhonl Senior Class thistoru Timidly and haltingly, I, Class of ’26, approached the imposing structure of Ludlow High School. Fearfully, | opened the door and entered. Slowly and apprehensively, I took my painful way up the stairs and along the corridor. The noise of my feet as I trod the hall frightened me. I finally came to a halt in front of the master’s office. Soon the master himself appeared. Seemingly disdainful and disgu sted, as though he were thinking of my pettiness, he lowered himself sufficiently to assign a room to me. As I was a person of many parts, fifty-fifty, the chamber assigned to this most insignificant person was the Assembly Hall. Because of the contempt my fellow occupants had for me, I passed through an uneventful Freshman year. My step was no longer lagging and slow. Why, wasn’t I now a Sophomore? Hadn’t I former experience to guide me? ‘They needn’t think that I would per- mit myself to be imposed upon. No, sir! I’m not humble any longer. From now on I’m going to assert myself. My mind being filled with such thoughts, I took up my headquarters in Room 23. My body, weakened by the loss of twenty members, heroically set forth to carry out the mind’s scheming. Was it successful? In a measure, yes. This most glorious person held a party in the Assembly Hall. A decided success, of course. I was so important now that I had to show the world my position in life. ‘Therefore, I immediately set about to purchase a pin which would reveal my identity. ‘These were the only ideas realized, and another era passed out. I felt a little more settled. Felt I could do big things. Felt I could plan and earn money. As a natural result, | staged two dances with the dual purpose of pleasure and profit. ‘They were successful from both ends. Feeling puffed up over these results, I turned my attention to other felds. Receiving an invitation to participate in the A. A. Minstrel Show, I readily consented: Of course, my advent to the cast assured it not only to be a hit but a resounding crash. My desires for pleasure now satiated, | whiled away the remaining time of my Junior year. I am somebody now. What have I done? Why should I be so satisfied? Say, look here, you people. I’m a Senior, understand, and I’m leading this par- ade. I’m the very life and breath of the school. Although I am now composed of but twenty-three parts, | have more vim and pep than formerly. I have re- cently staged a dance for your pleasure. I will put on two plays for your enjoy- ment. Who created the Parrot? Where did the Static originate? Wasn’t I the moving spirit of both projects? ‘Their success is my success. When I take my leave of you to return no more, then, and then alone, will you appreciate my worth. Oh, inconsiderate mortals, thou shalt soon repent thy disbelief. Erwin Etsold. 21