Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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THE SASSAMCN L5 While waiting for dinner, we look around to see whether any of our other old friends have arrived yet. We see Phyllis Condon distributing hand- bills from the Chamber of Commerce in Dover. It seems as though the hobos have taken -over in that fair city and Phyllis is leading the campaign to drive them out. Unsuccessfully though, because who just walked in, even here at the Meadows, but George Stockbridge, President of the Hobo News, in his best clothes, dogpatch style. Directly behind him is Nancy Priore, the lion tamer, who has also taught her husband to say nothing unless spoken to. Off to the right, we notice a group of babbling women around Vinny Cardellicchio, who is trying to sell his medicines to cure all ailments. One of this group is Mary Doll, the world-renowned tight-rope walker of Barnum 8: Bailey Circus. Someone in the gang tells us that Thomas Donahue is also in that famous troup and has won much success with his educated fleas. Gut attention is drawn to the next table at which Betty Quinn and Gus Laurini, two Boston lawyers, are uproariously engaged in verbal combat. We find that they are arguing about Billy Munro's Society for the Prevention of Marriage to Women of which the latter is president. Out of nowhere, a gruff voice barks, Take a walk, youse guys, or I'll bounce ya! We turn to find Betty Chilson with a billy club in her right hand and a ju-jitsu book in her left. Approaching our table is Janet Connolly talking Qas usualj to everyone in general but no one in particular. She informs us she is running a driving school and is doing better with Roy Nieder's invention of the dent-proof car. A waitress comes to take our order. At the sound of her voice, we look up gratefully and recognize Helen Legee. After giving our order, the lights go out and everyone is hushed. There is a fanfare of trumpets. The curtains part, revealing Maestro Louis Miccile and his 77-piece all-girl orchestra. He waves his baton Qwe wave backj and there is a loud roll of drums. We peer farther back and see Dorohy Monson drumming madly, as if her very life depended upon it. Mary Ann Moran is impatiently seated near her, nervously awaiting her two measures of piccolo solo. Soon they swing into a very danceable melody. As we are getting up to dance, jimmy McHale comes waltzing in from the kitchen with our tray full of fresh vegetable salad. With it comes a large card reading Compliments of Richard McNeil, vegetable chef. Upon reading it, we suddenly lose our appetites. Then Mary Hartery, balancing a tray on two fingers, brings in our Irish-fried lobster-still green, that is. With this comes still another note reading We serve Pepto-Bismo as an after-dinner coursef, It was signed by none other than Billy Kelly, the new meat and fish chef. The lobsters, we learn, were contributed by Robert Henderson, who has become a renowned lisherman off the Iceland coast. This doesn't surprise us in the least, for we remember that he always could throw a good line. We are just about to put the first tantalizing morsel of luscious lobster into our mouths when we are rudely interrupted by an ungodly racket at the door. We turn our heads just in time to see Helen Underhill tripping in on her face, screaming madly, Wait for mel! We breathe a sigh of relief, for she is living up to her old standard of being late, as usual. We are about to resume eating when we are stopped

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Isl THE SASSAMON Class Prophecy At last it's here! The big night of our class reunion! For twenty years we have wondered what our fellow graduates of '49 have been doing, and tonight all will be told. How appropriate that we should be having it at the Meadows, which recalls so many fond memories. This gay, New England night-spot is now owned by Ernie White Tie and Tails Langevin. He always was that Man About Town type. Where is that taxi??? While debating the question of whether to call another taxi, we hear the screech of brakes, and upon investigation find Betty Brown at the wheel. The ride is so speedy and hectic, no time is left for con- versation-in seconds flat, we are at the door of the Meadows. Walking in the door, we hear a soft voice, Check your coats ? We turn and find a lovely, red-haired girl whom we recognize as Janet Byrne. After saying a few words to janet, we walk along to the dining room, and who is at the doorway but Maria DeRosa, proprietor of the Dainty Dewdrop Flower Shop, handing out posies. Maria tells us about the progress of her nation- wide chain of greenhouses, and informs us that a few of our Partners in Crime are already seated at our table. At this point, the headwaiter, Melvin Boyd, suavely takes us to a tingside table where Ted Forance jumps up and lets forth with a torrent of words. He reports that he is now editor of Peek Magazine and that circulation has improved 250W since the publication of his first-hand scoop about that accomplished Broadway star, Cae Neary. In answer to our questioning looks, Ted introduces us to Ray Lawless who is now life- guard at the newly-dedicated David Wetmore Pond. Ray said that David made his millions from the Pyramid Club Bubble which broke in his lap. Crack! snapple! pop! Turning we behold Cathy Howley, the chewing.gum promoter, who gleefully hands us samples. Old age is creeping up on us, we must sit down! Oops-wrong seat-why it's Barbara Ainsworth, that well- known divorce adviser, and she's out cold. Regaining consciousness, Barbara hazily calls, Tessie! Tessieln We can't supply Tessie, but we can supply the aromatic spirits of ammonia to bring her to. In answer to the obvious ques- tion, Barb replies that Tessie was the very capable stewardess who revived her when needed on the transcontinental Hight from Reno. She went on to say that not only did she see Tessie Sims on that flight, but also janet Wall who is now owner of the notorious Laughing Wall Gambling Housef' After much hand-shaking and back-slapping, we turn to notice our dis- tinguished celebrities at the head table: Dick McGrath, now governor of the state, Isaac Shagoury, Principal of Natick High School, and Gabby Prescott, President of Wellesley College-not a bad job-5000 women to one mang also, Russell Haddad, Joe Fornaro, our Selectmen and Florence Fisher, our newly-elected selectwomang Irene Meymaris, Ambassador to Mexico, the very dignified Mayor of South Natick, john Hughes, Robert Kirk of the United States Army, now promoted to General by a special citation from the Presi- dent, and last but not least, our dynamic master of ceremonies, Jack Cochran.

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10 THE SASSAMON cold. Barbara Whiteford is blithely rhurnbaing across the floor apparently all by herself. We gasp and take a second look and then suddenly it dawns on us that she is dancing with George, her favorite ghost, for Barb is now a cemetery caretaker. There goes Bobby Drew, the mad scientist, cautiously steering his assistant, Franny Whitney, about the floor as if he were still play- ing football. We are about to hail them when two well-known classmates samba by: jimmy Arena, President of the American Mousetrap Association, who is giving Becky Colburne, Manager of the Natick Five-and-Ten-Cent Store, a sales talk on the appeal of Arena Mousetraps to the customer. Shall we get up and dance? The music sounds so inviting that we can't resist ir. We edge our way through the couples to the orchestra where we hear an exquisite violin solo. With a look of ecstasy on her face as she saws across the strings is Kathy Sandler with the talented Jennie Sciretta accompanying her on the piano. As they finish, the applause is deafening. Wiping the beads of perspiration off his brow, Maestro Miccile leads his ensemble in one of his own compositions, Carolyn The mellow tones of the saxophone lead us to see Catherine Pierce blowing for all she's worth. We are afraid her eyes will pop when a sharp trill of a trumpet sounds. We behold none other than Phyllis Devereaux, who has surpassed even Francis Harry james McGrath. By the way, Fran has been appearing nightly at the Natick Sip-a-Nipf one of the most fashionable night-spots in our vicinity. The Maestro announces with a revengeful smirk the next number by the Gruesume Twosome whom we find to be angelic jean Pineau, strumming a harp and wistful Ruth Fair, plucking a base fiddle. Feeling much inspired, we return to our table. We are no sooner seated when our tea arrives served carefully by janet Franciose. She informs us that the water for the tea was boiled by Arthur Diamond who has become quite skilled at this art. She is followed by Helen Barrus daringly dressed in a new, low-cut apron over a chartreuse uniform, teetering a tray of pastries artistically arranged by the Pastry Chef, Paul Carter. While devouring these, our attention is diverted by Better late than never Bob Smith, that eminent connoisseur of wines, employed by the Meadows. Cigarettes! Cigars! Tums! These refreshing words were being called by three gorgeous, cigarette girls-Jeanette Gay, Evelyn Seavey, and Leora Trenholm. Needless to say, they're doing a box-office business, when in the midst of it all, Evelyn very conscientiously lights the cigarette of Helen Fat Lady in the Circus Devereau. Shortly afterwards, a scream, Fire! , pene- trates the hub-bub of voices. Franny Branagan and Edna Langmead, Chief and Assistant Chief of the Fire Department, rush onto the scene bearing tumblers of water. To relieve the crisis, Gene Michael Ames, Mayor of Bos- ton, impedes all progress by blowing hot air on the flames. Howard Leavitt, professional wrestler, courageously removes him from the vicinity. After the all-clear signal, the master of ceremonies calls on our class president, Dick Clasby, to say a few words. These few words are to advertise Dick's School of Horse Dentistry. Working with him in this service to human- ity, are Frances Gallagher and Evelyn Gibson. Evelyn holds the horses' hooves