Weston High School - Key Yearbook (Weston, MA)

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THE CLASS HISTORY ’50 I N THE FALL OF 1938, a haudful of quaking neophytes gathered on a deserted dock to await their maiden voyage on the good slii]) “Weston.” When the l)oat arrived they streamed aboard and affixed their scrawling signatures to tlie sliips’ record: Joan Carter, Carol Chamberliip David Colpitts, Margot Frye, iSIiriam Hutcliinson, Barbara Leach, Ruth Lin¬ der, Charles Martin, John Melone, Lurena Olg- ilvie, Pamela Robinson, and Donald Upham. The little craft pulled away and before long the fledgling crew had settled into their chores of readin’, writin’, and mendin’ sails. Under a puffy breeze, jirogress was slow for awhile and the only thing that can be safely said of the little group at the end of the first year is that they were a year older. At the next port six first class seamen were shipped aboard; Janet Haynes, Ada Morreale, Alice Rinehart, Mylon Lyons, Joseph Tebo, and Jane Turner. This was the real thing. The ship heeled sharply under a fresh wind and all sails were set for speed. Next, Audrey Reader, Gloria Heaney, and Betsy Nichols joined the crew. The years passed quickly—a kaleidoscope of ex¬ citing adventures. In 1945, disaster struck! The country rallied for war. But we were too full of ourselves and play to notice “outside” events. During our fifth year at sea, we stopped long enough to shanghai Robert Brownell, .lane Ca¬ hill, Barbara Goulson, and Patricia Hallquist. The following year saw the fo’c ' sle hands en¬ gaged in knitting blanket squares, of all things. Needless to say, the males among us took a dim view of this. Aboiit the same time, one of the officers—Staples by name—abandoned her pro¬ teges and returned to a quiet life ashore. Rich¬ ard McClure joined us that year via a moor¬ ing hawser and Betty Damon was shipped aboard the next year from the scow “Wayland”. Our eighth year out, Richard Mailey and Dorothy Underhill were spliced into our mately fold. Toward the end of that cruise, the ship called at Provincetown, and it is noted in the log that Mate Johnson entertained the noisey crew with a rather lubberly conga. Our ninth year saw an explosion in the sci¬ ence lab. Mate Sawyer gave us a too vivid demonstration of the properties of hydrogen which sent the crew scurrying for cover. That same year we received our usual discharge from the “S.S. Lincoln.” Included were Robert Browning, Charles Kubik, Cliarles Newell, and Mary Taylor. In our tenth year, local disaster struck. Our beautiful ship was revenged by hre and was left a gutted liulk. With heavy hearts we put ashore at Waltham while the “Westou” was docked for repairs. (There is a note in tlie log relative to the wonderful spirit and industi ' y of our officers during this tr 3 dng period.) Mate Carini joined us that A ' ear and in vain tried to interest us in the rudiments of biologv. (We’ll take our frogs alive, thanks.) Winslow Cobb was our onlv new addition. page twenty-two W E s T o N High Sc h o o l

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1 Meredetli I ' Owler and Joan Hodgson joined ns the following year just in time for the switch to the rebuilt shi]). In our eleventh year at sea, we were intro- dueed to chemistry. The crew took to this new science like ducks to a desert. Among our more brilliant e))isodes was the time when Pete and (ilo split a tray of boiling alcohol on a hunsen hnrner. ' I ' liere was a burst of flame. Smoke I Sc I ' earns ! Finally Don Upham came to the rescue with some quick thinking and a fire ex¬ tinguisher. Needless to say, the odenders were keel-hauled at dawn. In ])reparation for our last year at sea, a beautiful new ship was constructed. We man¬ ned her in January and from then on it was smooth sailing. With a clear skv and a following breeze, all sails were set for adventures. We look forward to whatever is ahead—and hope for the best News Flash June 17. ’5b The following conversation between two low- flying seagulls was taken down verbatim and may now be found in the Congressional Record; “Lord,” exclaimed one, “here it is only 19.59. and what progress ! One would scarcely believe that this hardened group of mariners is the same-. “Extraordinary isn’t it,” interrupted the other dryly, “and in only twelve years.” i T H K L () (t 1 9 5 0 page ticenty-three