Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 13 OLIVE MELLO The night may come, we warn YOU, When Benny's tongue may slip, And you will find your sur- name On everybody's lip. MARIO MONTIM AGGI The editors and journalists Should bow their heads in shame, For though they all know English, They can't spell Mugi's name. ALLEN MORELLI We must admit he's unex- celled As actor or as homme d'af- faires, But if it's poetry he's to say- We're sorryHhe's Disabled there. HAROLD MORELLI Gleaming teeth, Twinkling eyes- He's a devil In disguise. RAYMOND MULLANEY Credit be Unto the boy Who squires his sister With pride and joy. ARLENE NEAL She has the Smile of Beauty Fred Allen talks about, Though called to serve in many ways, She knows not frown or pout. RUTH NICKERSON Of ORTHODONTIA We'd not heard Until she introduced The Word. ANNIE PAOLI In the Romance tongues she's excellent, But now we all contend: Does she the language of romance So fully comprehend? JEAN PEARSON A founsellor at camp, A co-ed in a college- Her violin provides delight, No one doubts her knowledge. BERNARD PETIT When Bunny sits in history class All he does is listen, This, however, we have learned- The price of junk has risen. MILTON PETIT Milton owns a friendly smile And a crop of curly hair: Though parts of speech may get him down, He refuses to stay there. WILLIAM PETRELL Wee Willie Petrell Runs through the town, In his father's lumber truck Bumping up and down.

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12 THE PILGRIM ARTHUR LAMB No Mary has this little Lamb To follow her to school: To preserve his independence This Lamb could turn to- mule. EDGAR LEE No Plymouth girls for Eddie Lee, Thcy're all old stuff to him: A Whitman lass has caught his eye, Her name is Evelyn. GEORGE LEMOINE - We used to call him Kinkie, Now it's Cookie, it would seem: It really makes no differ- ence- If you get what we mean. ALMA LENZI She flies into a temper? She rants and tears her hair? We frankly don't believe it: The charge is most unfair. LOUIS LIMA He's so loyal . to his home town, Its name known near and far, That, when he would a-riding go, He bought a Plymouth car. PHYLLIS LOVELL We hear you boasting all the time About a boy called Dan, We've never, never seen him, Phil, What is he, mouse or man? JOHN MACCAFERRI He hurries here, He rushes there- 's never subject He To despair. ROBERT MAGEE As I was passing by his farm, I spied a beard and hat: Who was really under them? Pm sure you should know that. FLORENCE MARSHALL Dear Curly Top we'll call you, Because that's how you look, We're sure that on cosmetics You could compose a book. DORIS MASI Last night I went to- Didn't get home 'til one! We wonder, Doris, where you go And what you do for fun, ANTONE MEDEIROS 'KTony has such gorgeous hair I It's the envy of the girls, Sometimes in stormy weather These waves turn into curls. EMILY MELLO When prison gates are opened And she makes her escape, North she'll go to Cambridge, Or to Falmouth on thc Cape. L l

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14 THE PILGRIM EVA PINTO You know the Old Woman who lived in a shoe Had nothing, dear Eva, had nothing on you. 'Cause we know that yOu cared for seven one day: Dressed them and fed them and sent them to play. JEANNETTE PIRANI If you have the same endur- ance At the job that you secure That you display in trucking, Your fame will long endure. ENIS PIZZOTTI What makes Dot so happy? What gave Jim the blues? If we d0n't know the answers, We beg Enis for the news. MARION PRATT We could think with far more reason Truth to be a liar- . Than that this peerless maid- en From studying could tire. MARIE RONCARATI If you'd tell the truth, Marie, We could know which one would be The right name to link with yours: Which can make the blushes leap To adorn fair lady's cheek- Which one your resistance lowers? ANENA ROSSETTI With dust-cloth in hand She's off to the fight: The teachers' room profits, She does the job right. WILLIAM RUDOLPH When the shadows of even- ing have fallen And the window-shades been pulled down, We find our Bill with his corn- cob pipe, Loafing around the town. JOHN RYAN Ryan's a banker And lawyer combined, Yet problems in history Vex his great mind. ROBERT SAMPSON 'Tis Bob's desire to be a plebe We wish him great success, But if he'd worked with greater zeal, We'd worry for him less. .I USTA SANTOS You'll find she's always chat- ting: When there's a thing to say, You may be sure that Justa Has said it yesterday. JAMES SCHILLING The criminals will land in jail And we'll more soundly sleep With Sleepy Schilling on the job, Patrolling on his beat. ALMA SCHREIBER A jingle will get you If you don't watch out! A dillar, a dollar A ten-o'clock scholar- You get the point, No doubt?