Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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12 THE SASSAMON Class Will Be it remembered, that we, the class of 1949, about to depart our present sphere of influence, in full possession of sound mind and body fexcept those in Room llj and knowing the uncertainty of life, do hereby proclaim this to be our last Will and Testament. To all our teachers we give our thanks for their faith in us, and for their untiring efforts to help us along the arduous road to learning. To show our gratitude, we bequeath them on our departure, calmer days-and more restful nights. To Mr. Maffeo and Mr. Martin, we leave our heart-felt thanks for their never-ending efforts to help us in our studies and for their kindness and advice. To Miss Connolly and Mr. Plausse, our class advisers, we leave our deep- est appreciation for their friendly assistance in our class affairs. To Mrs. DeMeritt, we leave our sincere appreciation for the successful presentation of our Senior Play, Doctor's Orders. To Mr. Gardner, we leave a face cloth for him to comb his hair. To Mr. Wliite, we leave a year's supply of Air-wick to be distributed profusely throughout the Chem. Lab. To Miss Rafferty, we leave a pair of snow shoes and a pair of skis for use in getting to Natick, the center of civilization, on wintry days and also Phil Harris' popular record, Thats Wliat I Like About the South. To Mr. McManus, we leave a corps of errand boys to assist him in his many activities. To Miss Shannon, we leave an efficient SASSAMON Staff that can compete with ours in reporting the latest comprehensive news. To Mr. Carroll, we bequeath eight weeks of freezing weather next winter for his new hockey rink. To Miss Griffin, we leave a free course at the F.B.I. School in Waslming- ton for tracking down truants. To Miss Mann, we leave our respect which she greatly deserves for her patience in listening to our grievances both great and small. To the student body as a whole, we leave our dignity, our knowledge, our class spirit, and our sorrow at their grief on seeing us leave these hallowed walls. To the juniors, our rightful heirs, we beqeauth the coming tragedy of Macbeth and, spontaneously and without reservations, our most treasured possessions, to wit, our unparalleled brilliance, our self-admitted impertinence, and-in all modesty-our super abundant efficiency, to which we blushingly plead guilty. To the Sophomores, we leave a large framed picture of our honor gradu- ates to show them that life can be beautiful. The Seniors wishing to make individual bequests are as follows: We, the Senior Class, leave a can of oil to Payson Dowst to keep his voice from squeaking.

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THE SASSAMON Class Song THE FoRTY-NINERS The words that have been written, About dear Natick High Do not express our thoughts this day, Our feelings ne'er will die. Our memories we'll cherish, Forever and a day, Through life's weary hours, They'll help us pave the way. We won't fail you, Natick High, For you we'll do or die. We'll uphold the Red and Blue In all the things we do. So let us in our parting, Bestow God's blessings on Our dear Alma Mater, And the friends we've loved so long. EDNA LANGMEAD and NANCY PRIORI

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THE SASSAMON 15 We, the Senior Class, leave a successful baseball career with Walnut Hill School to Sonny Troia. We, james Arena and George Mitchell, bequeath our football co-cap- taincy to joe Kane and Wally Montgomery. I, Donald Burke, leave my antics as class clown to Miles O'Reilly. I, Robert Shagoury, leave my tardiness championship to Billy Leacu. I, Tom Mallery, leave my much-admired whiffle haircut to John Detore. I, janet Connolly, leave my wide sense of humor to Lois Feldman. I, Bob Donahue, leave my utter laziness to Teddy Porcella. I, Dick Farley, leave my title of the fellow with the hottest line, to Teddy Piers. I, George Stockbridge, leave my outstanding music ability to Patsy Par- rinello. I, Bob Henderson, leave my dancing ability to Donald Pacilici. I, Frank Varrichione, leave my dynamic physique to be divided equally between Donald LePage and Paul Eno. I, Ernie Langevin, leave my title of class wolf to Scott Heckendon. I, Billy Kelly, leave my argumentative ways and my influence with the office to Paul Buckley. I, Frankie Roberts, leave my air-conditioned car and accessories to Albie Ames. I, Cathy Sandler, leave my reputation as the school's greatest giggler to Ann Robinson. I, Lillian Zicko, leave my 'come-hither look to june Lee. We, Barbara Heard and Betty Chilson, leave our ability to get high marks to Sheila Spooner and Betty Tetreault. I, Margie Frost, leave my double chin and personality to Colette Powers. I, Camille Wigglesworth, leave my soprano voice to Ruth Barber. I, Florence Fisher, leave my title of editor-in-chief of the SASSAMON to Ruth Baker. I, Frances Branagan, leave my chatterbox championship to Virginia Morris. I, Dubba Drew, leave my reducing machine and carton of Ry-Krisp to Mr. Plausse. I, Dick Clasby, leave my position as the most sought-after by the female sex to Roland Taylor. Finally to the auditorium, to the halls, to the classrooms of Natick High School we leave the underclassmen to worry over tests, to write notes, to form twosomes, to yawn, gripe, giggle, and to learn-in brief, to have the best years of their lives. In witness whereof, we hereunto set our hand and seal and declare this to be our last will and testament. JOHN j. COCHRAN Witizerred by: Afzlhony Grzzpporo Williazlz M. Ckzrey