Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 7 FIORA CAPPELLA He wields a dustcloth With charm and finesse- A model husband Could do no less. NICHOLAS CARBONE The basketball teams And the plays they use most- Nick can recite them, From coast to coast. ABEL CARVALHO Carvalho is able In more ways than one: We're'so far from subtle You must get the pun. JOSEPH CATON Why must I be tormented? Is his sad wail of Woe: Your plight we do not pity, You love to tease us, Joe. JOHN CAVICCHI He pores day and night Over figures and facts: He thinks Period Five The one time to relax. MADELINE CAVICCHI Who's her favorite maestro? We've followed many clues, But the covers on her text- books At last revealed her views. s LE BARON BRIGGS A boy who signs himself the IIIrd Is under some compulsion To fire -a shot heard round the world- To learning give propulsion. GUITANO BRIGIDA This lad tried not long ago To make well persons ill: Revolting foods in foreign lands He described with fiendish skill. MARY BRIGIDA The senior class upon this lass Bestowed a guerdon rare: To be labelled its Best Citizen With most honors 'will com- pare. RUTH BUMPUS Who owns a slow but winning smile? Whose hair is golden, too? Who likes to paint the live- long day? No one but Ruth, that's who! RUTH BUTTS To be a second Lily Pons Is all you ask from men: When we see your name in lights, We'll say, We knew her when- ALLEN CAPPELLA To milk a cow he'll tell you how, . It's easier than it looks: Which proves again the adage- Q All knowledge's not in books.

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6 THE PILGRIM Hogues' STANLEY ADDYMAN This boy knows the bright lights,- For it was through his art That in the play at Christmas time Lights played so great a part. IRIA ALBERTINI Popeye may have his spinach, But Iria knows vitamins, toog In class she told the teacher It's carrots she likes to chew., HOWARD ANDERSON Butterfly fiits to and fro From school upon his bike, And laughs at those he passes by- For they all have to hike. BARBARA ARMSTRONG With such wild abandon She chooses to sneeze That our hair stands on end And we shake at the knees. FREDERICK BARBIERI Man Mountain Fred, our athlete, Right Tackle on the team, Is anchor man for vaulting stunts: Steam rollers can't budge him. .. RUTH BARTLETT Her Joe's a fine musiciang Her Joseph leads a bandg Her Jose h is her idol- P , In short, her Joe's just grand. 4 Gallery THELMA BENTLEY Why don't you go to Pem- broke High? I asked this girl one day, Because the heart docs fonder grow When one is far away? BEATRICE BERNIER She hurries to school At a minute to eight, We wonder just who Keeps her out so late. MARY BODELL Minerva has accorded you Gifts so wondrous fair That on you we place a lien: We would your glories share. BLANCHE BORGHI As a friend and good sport She takes the prize: At whatever she does She's tops in our eyes. ELEANOR BREWER She likes to walk, She's always gay- And when there's talk, She has her say. JOSEPH BREWER We're sure you've made a record, But still we grieve and moan- For in this picture one can't see The height to which you've grown.

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S EDWIN CHADWICK We know he likes to bowl, He also can play pool, But when he comes to class, He's quiet, as a rule. IVILLIAM CLARK Clarky had a limousine, Kept walkers on the jump- Clarky ran into a tree: His car rests in the dump. HAZEL CLEARY She's inclined To be talkative With eyes Most provocative. ROY CLEVELAND Music hath the power, 'tis said, To soothe the savage breast- And so our cave-man, Cleveland, Puts the saying to the test. THELMA COOK Says Thelma, If I could have my way As to what my work should be, The sign upon my door would say, Thelma Cook, M. D. GORDON COREY He listens quietly, Attentive student, In doing that Perhaps he's prudent. JOSEPH CORREA When our hair has turned to silver And we've come to wear a frown, Impatiently our children tell us, We must dance: Correafs in town. PHILIP COVELL If you lose your combination, Here's the thing to do: Just get Phil fwho knows them alll To dial it for you. RITA CRISTOFORI Rita's our mimic: D0n't earn this girl's wrath Or a cartoon of yourself Will rise up in your path. MARY CURTIN No curtains for Mary! We dare to foretell That after she leaves us For herself she'll do well, RITA DECOST The way to a man's favor Is found in no textbook: Some foolish virgins that I know Had better learn to cook! CLARENCE DELANO Del1y's a good pianist, Delly shoots baskets in gym, Delly drives an Oldsmobile, Yet who's seen a girl with him?