Ludlow High School - Lion Yearbook (Ludlow, MA)

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ONAGAH..1938 Maidens Annie Janes Arlene Munsing Evelyn Bassett Helen Fuller Winnifred Hiersche Grace Guerra Margaret Bell Gloria Pereira Ethel MacDowell Betty Townsend Bertha Tenerowicz Evelyn Bassett Arlene Munsing Grace Guerra Marion Grabowski Evelyn Bassett Esther Farr Shirley Consedine Rose Pereira Evelyn Bassett Ann Dynok Rose Pereira Stella Zucearini Ann Dynok Rita Hennessey Wanda Wadas Eva Ellison Evelyn Bassett Mae Hiersche Winnifred Hiersche Charlotte James Doris Goddu Heartbreaker Charlotte James Jester Marion Warren Tallest Doris Goddu Shortest Rita Hennessey Youngest Emilia Lewicki Man hater Woman hater: TRIBAL BALLOT One who did most for class Best all-round Most promising Best-natured Most studious Most ambitious Most popular Most sociable Most artistic Peppiest Quietest Most original Neatest Orator Most bashful Wittiest Old-fashioned Class dreamer Class hustler Best-looking Best dresser Question box Athlete Best dancer Class giggler Loudspeaker Optimist Pessimist Flatterer Teachers’ delight Teachers’ trial Braves Joseph Karezmarczyk William Avezzie David Preston William Avezzie John Wdowiak Joseph Karezmarcezyk Robert Frennier William Avezzie Edward Mik William Avezzie Francis Thompson Harry Merkel Mario Arcobello Benny Edgar George Magada Robert Frennier George Magada Paul Golden William Avezzie David Preston Mario Arcobello Fred Bruni Mario Diotalevi Frank Silva Fred Gregory William Mateer Mitchell Kue Vincent Ayers Harry Merkel John Wdowiak Mario Diotalevi Harry Merkel Robert Frennier Fernando Montiero Gisto Marini Alexander Johnston Leon Kras page twenty-nine

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@ ONAGAH..1938 prize-winning cows and chickens. And Annie Janes is here in person to see that the story gets in her paper. Hthel MacDowell and Edward Mik are busily drawing sketches of the trial. Nathalie and Marion Grabowski and Bertha Tenerowicz are in the audience, as quiet as ever. By them is Helen Kogut who has attained her goal of being an aviatrix. Mary Pukish is interested in the case since she can use the material for her next novel. In the jury I see Leon Kras, Theresa Martins, Corinne Martin (playing with a pencil), Steve Obr- zut, Walter Pease, Fred Pruhnik, Francis Thompson (nodding his head), Joseph Zina, and Marion Warren (waving to the audience). The court clerk is Fved Bruni, and the steno- graphers are Julia Brammucci, Ruth Crowell, and Anna Costa. The court breaks up and a few enter Hugene Abair’s drug store where Mario Arco- bello is a pharmacist. Francis Bissaillon is there, too. He has become the second Walter Winchell. Charlotte James is with him, aiding him in his scoops. The radio is playing, and over the air comes William Mateer’s chant; he is tobacco auctioneer on a radio pro- gram. Outside Anna Nowak is entering Frances Mackintosh’s Escort Bureau. Across the street a colored sign announces the arrival of Arlene Munsing, the great ice skater. Willis Warren’s truck sails by, almost upsetting two pedestrians. Climbing into a cab is Doris Goddu with her rich husband. Down the street I see Edward Williamson buying tickets for a hockey game in which Gisto Marini is the star player. Nearby, Thelma Doughty is waitress in a restaurant where Rena Baldrate and her cowboy husband are seated. John Karezmarezyk nonchalantly strolls by with his hat on the side of his head. As I pass a theater I see advertised an operetta in which Rose Konderwicz, Grace Danforth, May Hiersche, and William Avezzie are starred with Eva Ellison as the orchestra leader. The music was composed by Hmelia Lewicki, and the play written by Grace Guerra. And you, oh Big Chief Kuc, I see you as head of a cosmetic concern. My prophesying is done. May you all go in peace now.” The drums sound louder and louder; a cloud of mist envelopes the Great One, and where he has been only a thin streak of smoke remains. Lightning lashes the heavens and a deafening peal of thunder is heard. OUR FAREWELL SONG (Tune “Auld Lang Syne’) Past years have fled and gone their way, Like a passing summer’s rain, It seems but yesterday we met, Yet here we part again. Our work is done and the end is near, Soon the last short passing bell, And then we take our leave from school, And sadly say farewell. I hope I carry on with me, The happiness school has brought, And keep with me the friendships, And the lessons it has taught. And so goodbye. From in our midst, We hope some futures great are born; Through parting sorrow we must smile, And welcome the life to come. David Hutcheson page twenty-eight

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