Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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REWARD REWARD WANTED FOR Forgery and the Senior Issue of the Golden Rod Class room Jokes, alias Humor alias Wise Cracks Description Height: 6 feet by 4 feet by 1 inch. (Length—under 75 words) Weight: .000005 (No more than 20 lbs. of Jokes from anyone) Eyes: Red, Green, or Yellow. Nose: “Shnozzle.” Mouth: 4 feet by 2 feet. Teeth: Pearly. (Both of them) Hair: Scarlet. (Both of them) Remarks: This elusive character hides behind radiators and under deskcovers. He assumes the shape of school-mates and even teachers. When caught, Jokes should be placed in the box in Room 63, with the name of the captor attached. (If 2 fellows send the same joke, the first re- ceived gets preference) There will be 4 prizes (teachers are re- quested to join this huge Joke Hunt.) STATISTICS For every student in the Quincy High School there are .033 teachers. They make themselves pretty evident for such small fry! It is almost two years since the au- ditorium clock has had hands.. A chance for a wealthy alumnus to get busy. A kiss has been defined as an anatomical juxtaposition of the two orbicular muscles in a state of contraction and it seemed so simple! The F’34 Class boasts of three members who did not come back for P. G.’s... Nice work boys! A collection has been underway to raise funds for pea- nut roaster in the cafeteria, but to date no contributions have been made. There are less than two hun- dred words that are essential in the English language .. And thous- ands of dollars are spent yearly for English teachers. The first words spoken by Joe Penner were not, “Do you wanna buy a duck?” The class of F’34 boasts that three of its members did not return for P. G.’s. 30

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TENNIS ITH the feeling of spring in the air, our thoughts turn to tennis which has a very bright outlook this year with four veterans re- turning and a host of others coming up from the second team. Already some of the fellows have purchased the very smart looking white jerseys, with an insignia on the front showing a blue tennis racquet with the letters “Q. T. T.” emblazoned on it, which the boys will wear in the approaching season. The winner of the elimination series conducted as soon as the boys have had some practice, will automatically become captain. The race for cap- taincy, it would seem, is between Paul and Bill Hurley. Paul is the present holder of the Quincy City Boy's title, but Bill is also an excellent player. The team will be coached by Almon E. Dean, and Allan Lundie will be the manager. Twelve games have been arranged with ten of the twelve played at home, and some excellent matches are anticipated. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL Basketball, the favorite sport of many, has been the main interest of athletically inclined girls as well as boys, during the last three months. Due to a late beginning this year, the February senior team, which had two of the best forwards in the school—Helen Spadorcia and Sylvia Knottenen— was unable to participate in the interclass games. These two girls, however, along with other graduates are slated to play a team chosen from the class teams before the season is over. The main object of the coaches, Miss Baker and Miss Kitchen, as this goes to press, is to pick a good, scrappy squad to go up and beat our arch- rivals, the North Quincy girls. This is the only varsity game, other than the alumnae games, that the girls play; therefore it is the objective tilt of the season and there is a great deal of spirit among the two teams. The finals of the interclass games brought together two of the keenest junior teams that have been seen here for a long time. The Junior Whites, captained by dynamic Gery Murphy, with four wins and one loss to their credit, set out with determination to beat the Junior Blues who, with Gertrude Booth as their leader, and the same number of wins and losses, were equally determined. The Whites, however, came out victorious, 20 to 14. With the superb playing of Captain Murphy, forward, and Edith Pyyny, guard, the Whites managed to keep the game in hand throughout, although their greatest difficulty came in subduing the fighting Captain Booth, for- ward, Madeline Jancaterina, side-center, and Edith Moscardelli, guard. Other members of the White team who will receive their letters, are Aile Karhu, Helen Hillier, Eunice Loud, Mary Grazioza, Angela Zarelli, Isabel McAuley, and Martha Hervimaki. Ida Spadorcia, Marjorie Hadlock, Mar- garet Greene, Katherine Leppala and Jennie Juskie, comprised the re- mainder of the Blue team.

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HEART BROKE LOVER I met her on a raft at sea, I stared at her, she stared at me, And when I gazed in her blue eyes, I thought I’d live in Paradise, If I could only please her heart, And make her say “We ne'er shall part.” Brookline was her native town, Many's the night I've gone around, Neglecting homework and duties, Forsaking all, her will to please, Candy, flowers, chocolates. Telephones, restaurants, theatre dates, Alas, thou cruel, unchanging fates I found a book half filled with dates, T’was hers, t'was filled with many names Of all the men who were her flames. There is the river dark and free, No more platonic love for me. SNOW by Percy Bosh Willy Wind blows snow Snow won't go Wind gets cold Snow Freezes Car gets stuck Out of luck. Driver scolds. Car Wheezes Oh, What a treat I've got wet feet No school for me Oh! Swell! What did you say? No school today? And me in bed Aw! H -------- To be filled in with discretion. TRAFFIC SQUAD TRIALS by One of Them Note: This is a gentle warning to all sophomores and juniors who have hopes of being one of the force in the far future. When I was informed at the be- ginning of this year that I was a member of the traffic squad, my spirits soared to the highest de- gree. Before two days had passed as an officer, my “faux pas'' were as numerous as the sand in spin- ach. Often did I seize offenders who persisted in going left (deah old England) and more often were they members of the faculty. Since then the teachers have a- voided me. So the beet red color that was slowly becoming a part of my face, has gradually given way to my natural color. This way- laying however, is a compliment to those teachers. They looked so young that I thought they were pupils ... quarter please. Then there are my playful little friends who cannot afford to lose the opportunity of bestowing a hearty slap on the back accom- panied by the pert remark of “Hi Nellie'' or “Can you take it?” There is always a friend who simply must tell me the latest news (but has to keep going under the watchful eye of a teacher) and so goes round me in circles 'til I feel like an overworked revolving door. At the close of every period the population of the school mills a- round me as though it is a football