Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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PAGE EIGHT THE SASSAMON O Natick High XXI' now must leave you too l.ike many others do O Natick High l.i'ci,xxo GR.xss1iv. CLASS WILL XYe, the Senior Class of 1931, being of sound and disposing mind, and memory, hereby in the presence of our teachers and schoolmates do declare and publish this, our last uill and testament. 'lio Mr. Hill we leave memories of the smartest class ever to graduate from Natick High. To the juniors we leave our home rooms, teachers, seats in Assembly, and a book entitled How To XYrite Senior Essays . To the Sophomores we bequeath the Chemistry Laboratory and a supply of test tubes to replace those broken. To Miss Nutt and Miss Belliveau we leave grateful thanks for their hard work which made our activities so successful, and hope that future classes will appreciate them. Miss Shannon we endow with the Delsating Cup and a new Sassamon Board. To Miss Coulter, Miss Dyer and Miss Cellarius. we leave the care of next year's Seniors and hope that these Seniors will be as quiet and studious during activity period as we were. 'lin Mr. XVhite we bequeath a new mirror for the convenience of both himself and the students. My friends, it behooves me, having been rested with the authority of certain Seniors who have been gifted during all their school years with certain remarkable talents, to make bequests on their behalf. I, George Long. do hereby bequeath to john llladick my captaincy of the football team. and hope that he will escape all muddy games. I, NYilliam Morrisey, unselfishly leave to Richard Robbins my ball-playing ability. curly hair, and good looks. I, Eunice Leavitt, graciously bequeath my ability to receive high marks to the most needy juniors, trusting that they will make good use of it. I, Donald jones, do hereby bestow on the broad shoulders of Richards Balzarini the weight and noise of the Black Cat Serenaders. I, Eva Barr, gladly leave my South Natick taxi to my brother, hoping that he will be prompt and willing on the job. I. Edward Snow, willingly bequeath the Presidency of the Senior Class to Russell Hardigan, and hope that he will not find it too hard on his nerves and voice. I, Joseph Foley, do hereby bestow on my assistant, my great business ability and hope that he will be able to get along without a secretary as I have, I, Robert Burke, leave to Daniel Davis my love of Latin, and 1ny Latin book, which I am sure will be of great help to him. I, Elizabeth Cashion, do hereby bequeath my extensive knowledge of the technique of games to the four most interested students. I, Nicholas Christie, do bestow on Edward Mann the captaincy of the basketball team. I, Francis Killeen, do hereby leave my quiet, unassuming manners to Leonard Goodwin, with the hope that the study hall may be a more peaceful room. I, Catherine Cunneen, do bestow on Anna Triidell, my ability to amuse Miss Morrill. I, Edward Casey, leave my extraordinary ability to get along well with everyone to Harry Green. I, Lillian Fair, willingly bestow on Doro- thy Hedderig my winning smile and ways. I, Carl Hedin, do bequeath to Mr. White a tire extinguisher to put out any fires caused by careless Juniors. I. Pauline Bouret, leave to Mary McCann my fun-loving disposition, and some of my great height. I, joseph Estella, bequeath to Waltei' Maloney my book How to be a Ladies' Man . I, Peter Ligori, do hereby leave my deep bass voice to Arthur Wenzell.

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THE SASSAMON PAGE SEVEN class oflicersg Eddie Snow, Presg Fran Gaghan, Vice Pres: Dot XVignot, Treasg and Pauline Bonret, Sec. One snappy October evening the Junior English classes journeyed to the Repertory Theater to see the Merchant of Venice . Everybody had a good time. In fact, so good that no one knew what the merchant was selling. Of course. the big event of the year was ou: Junior Prom which was more wildly acclaimed than Lindbergh at LeBourget. In fact, students use it as their basis of comparison for other proms. In the realm of sports Georgie Long was elected cap- tain of football, Nick Christie captain of basketball, and Bill Morrisey captain of baseball. And now for the big year, as Seniors! VVe started off by holding a Halloween Dance. And then came our Senior Play. For two nights Broadway bowed to Natick as a result of Captain Applejacku. It certainly surpassed our highest hopes. The record so far sounds as if '31 excelled only in sports and social life, but all the time we were quietly and steadfastly attending to our main interest, the acquiring of knowledge and of studious habits. Evidence of this- can be found in the fact that one of our members, Joe Foley, was on the winning N. H. S. team of the Inter- scholastic Debating League. When marks were averaged we were proud to learn that our average ran higher than usual, that Eunice Leavitt was valedictorian and Elizabeth Cashion was salutatorian, and that we had seven students with highest honors, an extraordinary number. We inaugurated a new plan for graduation, moving Senior Week one week ahead. This gesture met with universal approval, and we hope that future graduating classes may be as fortunate. We'll still be Natick High students for a few days, and while we wander through the corridors and in the rooms, let's think back over our high school earee.r We'll be surprised what wonderful times we've had and have forgotten all about. One thing is pleasing, we need never graduate from the alumni which we are about to enter. DONALD JONES. H435 . Our parting once was not so hard, 'Twas then, our Sophomore class. VVe knew that we would meet again Before much time had passed. Wie met again, to part once more, Though Juniors we were then. But sorrow to us did not come Wie knew we'd meet again. Again we met, this time our last To be in our dear school. Some worked for learning, some for joy While some of us just fooled. But now, our parting comes again, Our hearts are full of sorrow. For all these friends we see today Will all be gone tomorrow. Farewell, farewell to these our friends Our sorrow knows no end. But as we met in times before We hope we'll meet again. Prima MAFFEI. CLASS SONG To the tune of Sweet jenny Lee O Natick High We'll do or die for you VVe'll always be so true To Natick High Each little thing We ever did for you Will always pull us through Our every sigh You have that certain some- thing in your name You have the stuff in you that leads to fame.

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THE SASSAMON PAGE NINE Signed, sealed, published and declared on the nfteenth day of June the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and thirty-one, and for the last will and testament of the Class of nineteen hundred thirty one, in the presence of all concerned who have here- unto subscribed their names as attesting witness to said document. PATRICIA GAVIN VVitnessed by: IXIARGARET GUTHRIE JOSEPH FOLEY cLAss PROPl-IEEE The Setting: A garden at the Home for Aged People in Natick, Massachusetts on a beautiful June morning in 1947. Miss Catherine Cunneen, the Matron of the Home, is seen puttering about the garden, when suddenly her attention is attracted by the song of the Foolya Brush man. Don't you need a foolya brush One maybe, two maybe, if you buy a foolya brush you will get one free. Good Morning, Madam, I have a little present for you this lovely morning. Present is it? Well I suppose one shouldn't look a gift horse in the face, as they say, but please don't bother yourself to open that case- But surely, Madam- It isn't Madam, it's Miss Cunneen. Well, well, and you haven't changed even a little bit have you, Kay? Why what do you mean? Who are you anyway? Now, Kay, it will certainly hurt my vanity if you say you don't recognize me? Why if it isn't Goose Grassey? My but the girls in the Home will be delighted to see you again. VVhat GIRLS? Rose Pentes, Helen Conroy, and Ann Delaney are staying here. VVhat are they doing here! I thought this was a Home for the Aged. I'm willing to wager that not one of those girls, as you call them, are listed as over twenty-three in this year's Poll Tax Book. Maybe not. They are only staying here until they find another apartment which will suit them all. How long have they been here now? Oh, about a year I should think. Frances XVallace is here, too. She works in Herb Mitchell's Bank and has had an apartment in the old bank building which was just demolished to make way for the brand new skyscraper that Herb is having con- structed. So that is the new bank building that Fran Gaghan, the Contractor is putting up? They tell me that he has been a FAIR success. I guess your right about that, if it's Lillian you mean. You know that John Flumere is General Manager of the Gaghan Construcion Company and has Carl Thomas and Bob Ryan working for him. Is that right? Yes, and speaking of being married, 'AEddie Casey who has just succeeded his uncle as Head Coach at Harvard, is married to that certain blond someone that we all knew he liked when we were in high school. That reminds me too, I met jane's brother Bud a few days ago and he reports having become quite a pronounced success as Fixer of Fords and parts of Fords. He has several assistants, among them Peter Bache who is a nrst class mechanic. Did you hear how Bernard Thomas nearly lost his SOLE? I always thought him quiet righteous. What could have happened? He stepped on Carl Hed,in's Austin and his foot became entangled in the wheel. He was immediately rushed to George Long, the cobbler, who through skilled workman-