Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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just then a commotion at the bar attracted our attention. It seems that some one had had a little too much to drink and was being evicted by the bouncer, joe San Clementi. No sooner had he carried out his duties than Sheriff Will Linane and his deputy, Roland Taylor, came through the swinging doors and announced the capture of the bank robbers. He informed the crowd that they were the same gang which had performed the famous Brink robbery in 1950. Sheriff Will left for the jail and Diamond Gin promptly offered the drinks on the house. Before the drinks could be set up, however, the appearance of three women halted the rush toward the bar. The leader, Ruth Baker, scolded the men for their distasteful be- havior. Agreeing with her were her two associates, Beverly Ross and Sheila Spooner, who then proceeded to break up the bar with hatchets that they carried in their purses. Their performance stunned the crowd who all remained stationary while the three leading members of the Carrie Nation Society carried out their commendable deed. They then quickly filed outside, taking the swinging doors off their hinges as they went. Suddenly the crowd came to life and started to repair the damage. Shortly there- after a trim-clad figure entered the barroom and apprehended us at the point of a 58. It was the notorious Clamity Joan Grover. We decided that she held no particular fondness for us, since she filled the air with a volley of shots. Once again our senses left us. We were engulfed by a purple vapor. Slowly we seemed to sink deeper and deeper into the fog. After a while the mist dissolved and as we recovered consciousness, we realized that we were back in Natick in the year 1960. It had all been a horrible nightmare! i 2 1

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