Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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THES ASSAM ON H Mathews. The floor show continued with the appearance of the Utopian beau- ties, Elsie Hussey, Muriel Griffin, Cynthia Neale, and Margaret Powers who provided amusement for the too, too modern audience. Ascending to our rooms we were amazed to find Elizabeth Forte as an elevator girl. Assisting her in her duties were Rosalie Smith and Doris Neale. We were compelled to take rooms on the second floor, because Robert Dagg had won three million dollars on a Sweepstake ticket, along with Joe Scaffidi, and they had rented sixteen floors, leaving only three floors for paying guests. Walking along the corridor we heard someone paging the present heavy-weight boxing champion, Leonard Sims. Turning around we were abashed to see in a bell-boy ' s uniform, David Ahearn, wearing a fascinating red uniform donated by those prominent wrestlers, Doris Champney and Alberta Bouret. As we were leaving the hotel, we asked the doorman to call a cab, and when he turned around we were confronted by John Mahoney. Starting to enter the cab a commotion caught our attention causing us to turn around in time to see two former class-mates, Bob Cole and George Barnicle, arguing heatedly with Ned Feeley, the official bouncer, who had removed them bodily from the premises. Coming sedately down the street was Lawson Tupper in his street- cleaner ' s outfit, pushing a refuse container made by the Branagan Metal Company. At length we were seated in the taxi, and, expecting to arrive at our destination on time, we were disappointed in being an hour late due to the efficiency of Speed-Demon George Lamprey. On our way we stopped at a Greenoco gasoline station managed by Eddie Green. In leaving the station, we were held up by a strange figure crossing the street on a tricycle: Ralph Raphael. Dragging from the rear was a pennant with the words, Compliments of the Francis Doran Tricycle Company. Wending our way through the heavy traffic, our attention was aroused by the announcement over the radio that Julia Christie, the greatest Utopian opera singer, was going to give a benefit performance for the Grassey Rest Home for Weary Souls. After her worth-while program, the station identification told us that it was time for us to be entertained by the Women ' s Club of the Air, directed by Mary Cardellichio, while those supporting her were Rose Sammar- tano, Helen Spiro, Elaine Weilant, and Emily Kadlik. After driving for a half hour we stopped at a news stand and purchased a paper called, The Daily Blah owned by Francis Jackson, and edited by Marjorie Sutherland On the first page we opened was the comic strip in which Burton Bernhardt was the cartoonist. Some of the drawings resembled many of those that he drew in classes back in ' 41. Turning to the Society Page we were surprised to find Catherine Mullen ' s name among the famous columnists. The dramatic page was devoted mostly to Mary Harding and Edith Casavant, two of the most prominent Dra- matic Critics of the day, while the sporting section was capably handled by John Grady, one of the greatest sports editors in Utopia. The write-up on the best seller of the year which was entitled How to Keep Your Man After You Get Him, was written by Claire Czarnetski. Meanwhile we noticed a theatre billing reading, Pellulo and Kadlik. Their act had been running steadily for two years and people were still throng- ing to the theater to see them. It was soon suggested that we stop at the Fraser Frappe Factory, which was running a competitive business with the Howard-Johnson Sugar Bowl. We were certainly glad to have decided upon that idea because upon entering

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10 T II E SASSAMON CLASS SONG II I )car old Natick I ligh, It grieves us to say good-bye I o thee, ever faitlilul friend, With thy ready aid to lend; Cares, joys, we bring to thee As to Him who patiently I li ars and helps untiringly, Nor e ' er can be repaid. Then shall our voices resound with thy praise, And parting breathe a sigh, For the lessons learned and the days that We spent, In dear old Natick High. Others shall fill our place Oh, teach them in thy patient way How to bravely face each day; Teach them that which they should know Each the proper way to go, That all honors the may owe, To dear old Natick High. I hen shall our voices resound with thy praise, And parting breathe a sigh. For the lessons learned and the days that we spent, In dear old Natick High. Words and music by Francis M. Dorau CLASS PROPHECY ft was only a decade ago that this world opened the Gates of Oppor- tunity to the members of the famed and illustrious Class of 1941. Only ten years ago? It does seem longer than that, doesn ' t it? What has happened during these past years? What progress have our former classmates made? Have they met with success or failure? Where are they now, and what are they doing? We can find the answer to each of these questions right now, because we are in Utopia, the perfect city, which was founded and developed by the Class of 1941. Shall we explore the interior? Upon enterting we were amazed by the enthusiasm and industry of the citizens. We shouldered our way through a multitude which was attentively listening to Thomas Smith describe the merits of his new hair tonic, while John Olson was vigorously demonstrating the correct method of application. Unperturbed, we continued down the main street and checked in at the Bayer and Berry Hotel, managed by Joe Genova. A delightful lunch was served by Anita Pineau and Henriette Sununu who acquired their positions by competitive Civil Service Fxams. We were entertained by Arnaldo Martinelli, a singing waiter. The special attraction of the evening was the floor show conducted by lorn Casey ' s Syncopated Swingsters, featuring Millie Murphy and Charlie

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1 1 thy: sassamon the building we were greeted by the hostess. Dot Cristafulli, who led ir. to a table where the head waiter, Tracy Hazen, waited upon us. Our dinner was very enjoyable, being prepared by those two famous chefs, Davie Anniballi and Charlie Bache. In the lounge we caught sight of a large picture of Dick Bates. Below it was a caption, Wanted for Polygamy. It was rumored that Joe Loring, as a member of the F. B. I., had left to rind him and probably to relieve him of a few feminine responsibilities. Continuing our trip through the factory, our attention was caught by a news broadcast, flash: Boh Ryan, noted Deer hunter, has just returned from Afghanistan with a prize collection. Mash: Out in Wyoming, Richard Nelson has retired to his poultry ranch where he is waiting patiently for his number to he called in the draft. Mash: Millionaire Stulce returns from a cruise to South Natick where he visited Charles Barr and Kenny Barber, prominent horticulturists. Mash: Julia Brady, wife of a well-known Hawaiian plantation owner, is visiting here and will stav at the home ol Doris Lavoie, matron of the Utopian Juvenile Domicile. Mash: John Lang of Lang Slippery Soap Company is being haded as a genius upon recent publication of his book, 1 he Fundamental Psychology of Infant Feeding. Flash: Here in Utopia, Billy Boyle is recovering from a heart attack incurred while listening to a boxing match between Herb Wostrel, Champ of the Navy, and Dick Brennan, Bad Boy of the Marines. The miraculous recovery is attributed to fear — fear of Bob Beale, the local undertaker. We soon switched off the radio and turning down a side street we heard music coming from an open-air band stand, where Danny Pelullo and his all-girl orchestra was making a personal appearance, with Alice Kapnhan as concert mistress. Letizia Trulli still has hopes of becoming the Fritz Kreisler of the day and plays the first violin. Muriel Church, once said to be the perfect secre- tary, has given us the field to become the pianist, and is slated to be the Number 1 piano player of the year. Petite Jemma Paolucci handles the big bass drums in the corner while Blanche Fox is content to dreamily pick away on the strings of her harp. June Martin and Helen Mcdonald are still fast friends and play trombones in the orchestra. I he woodwind section is complete, being handled by Jean McCJrath, Jean Moore, Jennie Pezza, Natalie Balcom, and Dorothy Fllis while Phylis Stowers and Helen Zaruba handle the vocal selections. At the end of the performance we were directed from the parking lot by two attendants, Robert Bates and Lindo Bregoli. Cruising along the Bennett Highway, named in the honor of Harold Bennett, the well-known con- struction engineer, we were stopped by a red light, where Gerald Maloney, the candid camera expert, snapped our pictures for a front-page extra. Arriving back at the hotel, an invitation awaited us to attend one of Marion CantrePs well-known dinner parties. For the last five years, Marion has been known as the Elsa Maxwell of Utopia. After an enjoyable evening we returned for the night at the hotel, but were soon awakened by sirens on several fire trucks. They sped rapidly by the hotel with Fire Chief Jimmy McFvoy leading the brigade. Following closely behind was Deputy Chief Tommy Burns. Bernard Chapman, once the world ' s greatest speed king, was given the responsibility of manipulating the ladder truck. At length we decided to follow and see where the fire was. We arrived at a shack owned by Oscar Belmore, working feverishlv on a secret formula which he claimed would rejuvenate the entire world.