Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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10 THE SASSAMON We all remember the day one of our football heroes was just going to take a bite of a nice, new cream puff, when Red Walsh came along and jogged the hero's arm with disastrous results to his face. But when the unfortunate one got mad, threw the cream puff fwhat was left of ith, at Red, and missing his aim, sent it into the middle of the gym floor, how we did enjoy seeing the poor fel- low mop it up under the direction of Coach Bike! At last we have reached the height of our ambition. We were Seniors, the name which we had for four years tried to attain. This was the most memorable of our whole career. At what we considered the most important game of the year, Framingham versus Natick, the score was a tie. Our boys had played well and we could feel victorious in preventing our opponents from scoring. The Senior Play, The Charm School, was a great success, both financially and socially, thanks to the hard work of the members of the cast and the teachers, who coached us. We scored on the class of 1926 by making a net profit of i p413.00. In May, through the generosity of the Rotary Club, the Senior boys accepted an invitation to attend a banquet and lecture, to be given in G. A. R. Hall. A number of speakers from outside towns tried to impress us with the desire for further education. A number of boys spent a few days storing up an appetite for this event, so did full justice to the banquet. Memorial Day brought a sudden change in our affairs. The whole school was dismayed and confounded to learn that we were to suffer a two weeks' vacation, on account of scarlet fever. This mis- ery, however, was cut short by the Board of Health, who summoned us back at the end of one week, so we could not be deprived of the pleasure of finishing our year's work. On Wednesday, June 8, the members of the Senior Latin Class, under direction of Bernard Trum, spent one minute in silent prayer for Daniel Mahoney, who at the time, was taking a college board examination in Latin. Unfortunately, Miss Mann, discovering it, cut short the time, but we hope Mahoney profited. When we entered Natick High School, as Freshmen, we felt that we Were, without doubt, the most industrious and brilliant class. We have proved this now by graduating with a large group of Pro-Merito students and a Valedictorian with an unusually high average. June 29, 1927, will be a long remembered date for every member of the class. Upon that night we will receive that precious docu- nlent for which we have struggled for four years. And now our battle with the world will begin. Never forgetful of the four years at Natick High School, we will strive, to the best of our ability, to secure a better and higher standing. RODNEY FRAZER, '27

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CLASS HISTORY In June, 1923, about one hundred boys and girls rejoiced that they had passed one milestone in life. The sign of this achievement was a mere scrap of paper, a diploma, tied with a bright ribbon. But having finished that project, we had to face the next. So in Sep- tember we, the Class of 1927, with good courage, approached the big brick building, called Natick High School, considering what was to happen to us once we were inside. We were all eager to start our four years in the right kind of way. We were quite surprised to find that we had to climb those winding stairs to t.he top floor, while some of the older students occu- pied the lower floors. The older students called us Freshmen and were continually making fun of us, while we were usually puzzled as to where we should go next. S Some of my more unfortunate friends had been seized by the powerful Seniors and were forced to endure a dre-nching at their unmerciful hands. We others were afraid to interefere, lest. we might be the next ones initiated. When our principal heard the racket, he immediately put a stop to it. This was greatly appreciated by us as freshmen. No doubt, the boys remember the good old rubber fights we had downstairs. The rubbers flew thick and fast. Even' the coach hardly dared to force a passage through the fray. 2 All our time was not spent in strife, and to 'help in the year's work, each Freshman room held a meeting. At this we elected our own room presidents who were to take charge of any meeting that was held in the rooms. Before we knew it, our Sophomore year was upon us. By this time we had become quite accustomed to the rules of the school. Although we did break quite a few, our Freshman year, we took our Sophomore year more seriously. We were no longer in that unap- preciated class, upon the third floor, but found that in coming to the second fioor, we had also to face more serious work and acquired a greater dignity. It was at the end of this year that we lost two of our room leaders, Miss Ellison and Miss Sweet. Since that time we have been unfortunat.e enough to lose many more. Everyone was eager to make the Junior year a success. We held a class meeting and elected Francis Burke, as President, Mary Childs, as Vice-President, Frederick Shipp, as Secretary, and Katherine Moran, as Treasurer. These officers were so satisfactory that we thought it best they should continue during the Senior year. The event which stood out foremost in the minds of the Juniors was their Prom. It was a formal affair and well managed. Besides giving everybody a good time we succeeded in making a profit of 3126.65

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BCYS' PROPI-IECY Not many of you have played the role of Rip Van Winkle, but that is what I have been doing for the last twenty years. It has been twenty long years since I left my classmates, at Natick High, to go into the Katskill Mountains to work, therefore, I decided one day to drop over to New York, in my aeroplane, for a visit. The trip over surely was amusing, for the first thing I saw, while crossing Long Island Sound, was a fishing boat, in which I recognized John Topham, as the chi-ef fisherman. At first I was surprised, but then I remembered that he always could throw a good line. I landed at Roosevelt Field, early Saturday morning. The first thing I did was to look for a taxi. When I was crossing the field I m-et daredevil Ray Ayers, who had just returned from a trans-Atlan- tic flight, in which he tried t.o beat Lindbergh's record of 1927, but Ray, thoughtless as ever, had forgotten to stop at Paris and had gone straight on to Constantinople. Ray then directtd me to a taxi stand, where, to my astonishment, I found Francis Burke. It seems that after leaving High School, he had become a champion golf driver, so the Overcharge Taxi Company hir'ed him to drive their taxis. Fran rushed me to the busin-ess section of the city, where my old pal, Ralph Slamin, had an insuranc office, which a rich uncle had given him. On approaching the elevator I heard a familiar voice calling, Going Up . I looked to see who it could be and discovered Austin Fittz, all dressed up for the occasion, still taking his ups and downs in an easy way. Austin let me out on the sixteenth iioor and I proceeded down the corridor to Ralph's office. On my way down I saw a sign on a door, which read, Hollis Holbrook-Painless Dentist-Best Work to Cash Customers , but I was in too much of a hurry to stop. At last I reached my destination. On opening the door there was a great crash and the first thing I saw was the Immaculate Don Holden sprawled out on the fioor, covered with soap suds, and with a step-ladder on top of him. He was Ralph's office boy and was cleaning the drop lights to get a little more light on the subject. Don conducted me to Ralph's private office, where I found him feet up on the desk, smoking a cheap cigar. Evidently uncle had not sent his weekly allowance. The office was only a fake and really the rendezvous for his friends. On our way over we passed by Intinarellifs Beauty Shop, famous for its Face Lifting . On glancing through the window whom should I see but Cy Foley, sitting in the chair, having his face lifted.