Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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.fo 'l'Hli SASSAMON trailed by three more offspring of assorted sizes. She managed to silence her squalling pack long enough to tell me that her hubby, lofi LINANIQ, was CRITI- ing a living acting as secretary to Career XVoman, lVlARIli QUATRAL12. Sudden- ly we heard a gibbering cry, Paper, five cents a paperln lt was PIETIER VANCE. lfishing for five pennies we bought a paper. XY'e were greeted by the follow- ing headlines: Two Ciun Payroll Bandits Still at Largelu R0nlER'f' BRADY and Rtifslifrl' Hflfflilt wanted for wounds inflicted upon bank guard, RALPH Noinus. 'lurning to the sport page, we found DoN Mtilvlait was now man- ager of the Boston Bruins, then back to our favorite comic strip, Pete 8: Repetc- by Niin MAftoNi2v. fly this time we were getting lningry, so we dashed into a drab-looking lzuilding called lSAfnsAftA MAR'riN's Hash House' 'Our best is none too good. Short-order cook, Ronfilcr l:RONfill L0 dished me up a delicious ham- burger with all the fixings. He told us that they get all their milk, cream, butter andycheese from Roisirm' lNtsAi-1.s' Cjontented Clow Dairy Farm. On the wall there was a poster advertising wrestling at the Boston Cardens. fhallenger PAui. CIitAiuifi.AiN was facing the champ, Gus llsriis. It was to ic a bloody battle. A whisper at our shoulder, XYf'ant a hot tip in the seventh at Narragansell? I saw CQHARi.is Biuocs, Natick's bookie, and his buddy and partner in crime, STAN Rosxfav. Wfe went into their Barber Shop to listen to the results of the race. XVe heard the announcer, DINO EMANUELLI, telling ol' their wonderful Vanishing Cream made by beauty specialist, KAY DIMITRI. XVhen the racing results came on. we found that my horse had come in seventh in a seven-horse race. Following the racing results was a commentary on the news by JOHN CQoNw'Av. He was telling of the appointment of GRAHAM HAR1 w'f.l.l. as new ambassador to Russia. Wife hastily left the shop, making sure that we still had our wallets. As it turned out, we had just enough to pay a visit to Srievifiaw bll 'l'K.Al.f5iS Heres Mud in Your Eye night club. Unct- inside, we found that lii i'i'v Rnifnf was making considerable profit serving as a singing waitress and a tip swiper, from the other waitresses, LointAiNii Rock, l2Vfil.YN limi i-. and Sniiniiv l:lTZPA'l'Rlf.K, The feature of the program was the Dance of the Seven Veils by MARIE XY'HlTf2. Wheim my whistles grew too loud, we were thrown out by the bouncer, CONNIE NIOSHER. Hurrying on down the street we saw a sign, Lfif2 RAMsnlaLL Employment llureau Are you out of a job? Standing in line were CilfRAl.D l:0S'I'fiR, ELLS- woitiii l5fntNAlnv and form Cnvi N. Going on farther, we climbed the steps of our old Alma Mater. To our surprise we found l2niiaBin1i.i. working as secretary to principal JORDAN lJfNt,f.f-.xy Times certainly have changed here. ln the Art Room was PLATT Qtffxikiiixisiisii with his assistants, Norma SfQHfillf liLI- and MARGIQ O'RlEII.l.Y patiently tearing their hair at the sight of some of their pupils' creations. They stopped long enough to tell us that lirvnl l Ol.liY had just resigned from teach- ing to get married. jfmfffs fillRlS'l'lli'S voice could be heard from the Gym where he was coaching the boys' basketball team. He seemed to be in an .irgument with LURINNI' Dorvn because her girls' team had just beaten his. No: reuniting fir inferfert- wt- htiri'ietl upstairs to try 'to find other familiar faces.

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Tl-Ili SASSAMON I9 Class Prophecy A COAST-TO-COAST TOUR One bright day in June, in the year 1968, the size twelve shoe of a B. and A. railroad conductor, JOHN WALSH by name, propelled us through the door of a baggage car and out onto the rocky track bed. We took a deep breath and realized that we were in Natick again. Dusting off some Natick dirt we wandered up the street to see how the old town had changed since we had left it. We hrst came upon a super No-Nova gas station, owned and operated by ljAVlD LANIQ. We asked him if he ran it all by himself, whereupon, Dave pointed to the grease pit, where JOHN LEAc3u was hard at work doing a job on DONALIJ NIt:HoLs and SIQIIJIW HuRs1 s taxi. We walked on up to the Colonial Theater. LORETTA VANOEL was still selling tickets. Since we were old classmates, Loretta let us in for half price, and we went in to enjoy the picture. The name of it was Loves Labor Lost starring JANE AMOROSO and lDONAl.D CORBliT'I'. A short subject, Geeko, the Human Gstrichf' fea- tured ALVIN ROSCOE. The climax was Roscoe eating razor blades, steel wool. broken glass, and electric light bulbs. As we emerged from the theater to the sidewalk we saw BOB CANNING selling his product, Perfectly Balanced Cue Balls-for aces only. He had quite a lot of-er'-buyers, too. Forcing our way through the crowd of cus- tomers and autograph hounds, we managed to get close enough to say a few words to him. He told us that AR'l'lli MATHEWS was now a millionaire living on the money he had made as Butter King. He has a huge house just over the Framingham border, a yacht, three cars. and RllTHlli fiASWfEl.l.. Suddenly Police Chief .RICHARD SANBORN and Sergeant RILIIARD PARKER broke up Pmobis legal business and told him to move on. We hastily got out of the way of the riot that ensued. We heard the wail of a fire truck coming down East Central Street. The truck was driven by GEORGE KOLBY, and AGNES WHITE was holding to the ladder for dear life. We rushed to the scene of the blaze and discovered Agnes' job as a fire woman was stamping out grass tires. A crowd had gathered. and w'here there is a crowd there is a Good Humor Man, RICHARD CO'I'TliR. Just then who should amble along but JAMIES PROFETTO who proudly informed us that he was star- ring nightly as a vocalist with ROBERT SMI'I'H'S band. He added that among the musicians were such notables as JANIS BURKE, BE1 I'x' SCHLILTZ, and JOYVI-' PRIOR. We walked on down to the Hole which we found to be owned and operated by the Furniture King, lDANNY flARDIil.LlCCIHIO. It was under the management of Danny's stooge, ARNOLD HARRIS. Suddenly we heard a sweet girlish voice coming from the depths of the bowling pit, Get back and set 'em up in your own alley. It belonged to JEAN ANZIVINO, who was addressing her remarks to MARX' DIMITRI and BARBARA SLAMIN, No. l pin girls. The smoky atmosphere was overcoming us, so we crawled back to the street level in time to see NANM' ZIIILO wheeling a double baby carriage and being

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THE SASSAMON 31 Wanderiiig about the corridors we encountered KAY KELLY, HITLLEN FANNON, JANET MANNING and MARY SIMEONE all back teaching at Natick High. At the sight of the next person bounding up the stairs two at a time we gasped in amazemen. Not BOB MCMANUSY But it was. He stopped long enough to explain breathlessly that he wasn't teaching but still going to school and still getting to classes late. Just couldnt seem to tear himself away from the place. Deciding we'd had enough school for one day we stopped in at Super- intendent THOMAS HOWARL7'S office to say good-bye to his secretary, MARX' CARROLL, and then out into the sunshine. Sauntering up West Central Street we suddenly came upon a huge sign: BRIAN HIcsG1Ns, Experienced Baby Sitter. Mothers, Trust Your Tots to Us. Able assistants were CLAYTON SPINIELLI, ROBERT NELsON, and LOiiis XWHALEN. Guess times havent changed so much after all. A few blocks farther, we came upon JACK CONDON's riding stable and stopped to watch riding instructor MARX' COFFEY conduct a class. We recognized LORRAINIT ANDERSON, ALICE FRENCH, RITA HORAN, and DORIS LOWE. At the sight of the three of us Rita was thrown from her horse. Attending nurse JACKIIT COURNOYER rushed to call an ambulance and in two minutes Hat up clanged JIM MCICORNIICQK and JIM MCCANN who told us if we wanted a ride to jump in and hang on. The ride was a wild one but we arrived safely to he met by Dr. FIRMAN BURKE attended by MARION SHliRMAN, DOT VioEON and ELEANOR WAl.I.lS. Seeing that Rita was in good hands we walked on through the hospital, look- ing in all the rooms to see if we knew anybody. Some of the familiar faces we saw were BARBARA JENNiNOs, HELEN MONsON, RUTH ENDFRSON and JENNY BACCHIOLLKLHI all recovering from mishaps. Going on by the nursery we spied lVlARY MEOLIOLA who told me that Rosie SiiALoONis was a proud mother of a baby boy. We then left for the Lab. where we found the mad scientists, ANNE FAIRBANKS, JUNE Mc1KENNA and Sviaii, LOWE, who were being supervised by GENE Roiaui. They are working on a new serum for Spring lfever. GLORIA DEVEAU was to be the first victim-to try the serum. We left before they could try it on us. . . . We found our way out only to be met by OLGA SAMARSKY who was home from New York having just signed a contract to model for the lDONAl.h BYRNIQ Model Agencies. Other models are JANE JOHNSON, lNlARJORllf AUGUSTINIS, and lNlATALIli JACKSON. We walked back to the City to see what goes on in the old town by night. We came to one of the big night spots featuring a new star attraction. After watching a few times, we left to get a soft park bench, but was beaten by two old classmates, JAMES GRAHAM and GITKJRCSIE CARR. We finally found one, only to be disturbed by Police Oflicer KENNETH PARKER, who was kind and considerate, seeing as we were old friends, he gave us some money to get our- selves rooms in the new hotel. I was quite surprised to see that SPIRO SPIRO was the desk clerk who rang for the bellhop, SYLVIESTIQR lVlAR'I'lN, to take us upstairs to our room. Next morning we were awaken by loud singing and talking. Flying to the window as fast as we coulde Awe ran all the wav to