Acton Boxborough Regional High School - Torch Yearbook (Acton, MA)

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14 THE TORCH Dexter Kelly and Leonard Godfrey bequeath their aptitude for public speaking to George Robinson. Gloria Wamboldt will be happy to receive the extreme height of Joseph Perry and Mabel Charter. Frances Stuart's smile is bestowed upon Eleanor Byron. Marion Sargent will be glad to get the Downey Twins efficiency in dancing. James Merriam bequeaths his broad-minded views to James Nelson. The gaiety of Elizabeth Davis and Marion McGuire is cheerfully left to Lillian Bulette. The renowned athletic ability of Edith Larsen and Viola Thatcher is modestly left to Janet Spinney. Edward MacDougall's and Pauline Aldred's way with the teachers to George Gilbert. Roger Moore's tranquil utterances are quietly left to Guy Bragdon. The Hgentlemanly composure of Roderick MacDougall and LeForest Gray is bequeathed to Walter Anderson. Frederick Conquest will rejoice in the extensive vocabulary generously left to him by Phyllis Heckman and Vincent Sheehan. The scholastic ability of Harry Hollowell and Milton Locke is graciously left to Robert Clapp. Irene Granberg's and Alfred Cobleigh's tranquility to Eleanor Brackett. The football inclination of Harold Knight are whole-heartedly left Kenneth Webb. Joseph Walther will receive Amelia Gagnon's bookkeeping knowledge. In due testimony whereof, set by the heart, hand and seal of the Class of 1938. witnessed by the most outstanding class of Acton High, we declare this to be our last will and testament on this memorable 15th day of June in the august year nine- teen hundred thirty-eight. We nominate and appoint Miss Margaret Boornazian of Acton High School, executrix. E. MacDOUGALL, Notary Publicg M. McGUIRE, Lawyer, J. MERRIAM, Attorney at Law. WITNESSES: Mickey Mouse ..Dopey,, Abdul Bulbul Ameer CLASS PROPHECY One evening, ten years after graduating from Acton High School. I was seated comfortably by the flreside, wondering how my old classmates had fared in the world since 1938. Gradually, I slipped into the arms of Morpheus, and as though at the command of a genii, visions moved before me, and I saw a towering ediflce in the center of a metropolis. Here in the studios of a prominent broadcasting company, I saw Eleanor Tate and Alfred Cobleigh rehearsing their gags for the next program for which Roger Moore was the announcer. Presiding over a great clinic in the same building, I saw Edward MacDougall, an internationally famous doctor. Among his corps of nurses were Mabel Charter and Elizabeth Davis. The view shifted to the executive office, where sat Russell Hayward at the manager's desk, dictating to Phyllis I-Ieckman, his private secretary. These visions faded away and I saw clearly before me the entrance to a cos- mopolitan nlght club. Entering, I was greeted by a vivacious hat-check girl, none other than Eleanor Leveroni. At the same time, I was cheerfully hailed by Anna Downey, the cigarette girl. To add to the surprises of the evening, I was entertained by Frances Stuart, the specialty singer. Then, across the misty, revealing screen, there appeared a massive hotel. Step- ping smartly alcross the lobby in the immaculate uniform of a bellhop, was Milton Locke. Here autograph seekers mobbed Leonard Godfrey, the current idol of cinema romance. Above in the mezzanine, I saw Katherine MacDougall busily engaged in hairdressing, and, assisting her, Robert Taylor, a promising young barber. With the passing of this scene, the dining room of the same hotel appeared before me. As a charming waitress turned my way, I saw she was Edna Downey. Conversing busily over their food, sat Marion McGuire, the well-known scientist, and John Smith in clerical collar and coat. Again the scene changed, and before me, in Madison Square Garden, lay a panorama of the World's Greatest Circus. The antics of Dexter Kelly, clown extra- ordinary, had the crowd in stitches, while Edith Larsen, beatiful bare-back rider. 3 915579 . ,EQ - 1.1 .Y ,

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THE TORCH 7 CLASS WILL We. the Class of '38, of Acton High School, Acton, Massachusetts, known the world over for our brilliancy and our talents, do hereby find ourselves about to pass out quietly. Due to our early and sudden expiration we do therefore make, public, and declare this to be our last will and testament. TO THE SCHOOL, wc grant the aforementioned talents of our famous cla s with full' permission to reflect upon our future glory. Shamefacedly we leave with apologies, occasional scratches on the walls, desks, chairs, and floors. TO THE FACULTY, we leave tender expressions of grief for our occasional ob- streperous misdeeds. TO THE CLASS OF '39, we grant, as all other classes before us have done, our historic marks of superiority. - TO THE SOPHOMORES, we leave all that we have left -- HOPE --- a hope that you may reach the heights tio which your sister class has aspired and occasionally recall that. You are the ones who make the rules at Acton. T0 THE FRESHMEN, we bequeath safe advice from the depths of our experience and the realization that a little learning is a dangerous thing and yet a little is better than none. To Mr. Hall, our fondest hope that next year's seniors will be just a bit more agreeable. To Miss Billman, our hope that she will find the future Senior Play Casts as entertaining as we were. To Miss Boornazian, our hope that she will not be bothered by persistent hum- mers such as the ones in the present Senior Class. To Mr. Frank Braman, our hope for a class that will draw like Whistler and Corot. . To Mr. George Braman, our hope that in the future he will keep away from horses. To Miss Davenport, our hopes for success and happiness with the girls in blue. To Mr. Dolan, our hope for a new group of athletes to fill the many vacancies we left. To Mr. Greenman, a history class that will appreciate his efforts to convey the educational values of the Panel Discussion and the Town Meeting of the Air. To Mr. Holt. a class that will have their experiments done on time. To Mr. Hopkinson, our hope for many successful years with the car which has so faithfully transported him in the past. To Miss-Jones, a hope that next year she will have an organized staff of office assistants. To Miss Leavitt, our hope that her dishes will continue to increase in popu- larity. To Mr. Moranr, our hope that his future Glee Clubs will enjoy singing Loch Lomond as much as we. To Miss Stolte. our hope that sometime in the future she will have a room adjoining the library. To Miss Towne, our hope for a clerk in the future to assist her in that terrible task, correcting compositions. To Mr. MacDougall, our hiope for someone in the future who will be as efficient as Franklin Charter. Robert Montague generously leaves his pathetic poetic endeavors to Irving Opsahl. Robert Taylor and Virginia Hodgen leave their proficiency in art to David Jenks. John Smith's basketball technique to John Anderson. Kathryn MacDougall and Eleanor Tate reluctantly bequeath their mirror to Barbara Jensen. The loquaclousness of Eleanor Leveroni and George Rifford is liberally left to Helen Buckley. Dorothy Coulter will receive a permanent place on the detention list gladly donated by Ralph Splnney. Nancy Starbuck will be the recipient of Audrey Grala's charming pout. Florence Harriman's enthusiasm to work goes to Robert Newsham. Cynthia Price and Morjorie Nelson graciously donate their excess avoirdupois to Helen Pederson. By the benignity of Russell Hayward, his humorous exclamationsn are left to Leon Claflin.

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THE TORCH 15 led the parade. Aloft on the flying trapeze, George Rifford thrilled the audience, while Harry Hollowell, clad in a tiger skin, performed miracles of physical strength on the tanbark. Prominent in the parade was Ralph Spinney, fourth flutest in the German Band. The outline of a college gradually loomed before me, and I found Vincent Shee- han presiding in the library, while nearby, Roderick MacDougall poured over heavy volumes of law. In a class-room, Amelia Gagnon, the teacher of bookkeeping, was happily occupied in her life's work. As these scenes faded away, I saw a large tennis court and crowds of people cheering the tennis champion, Irene Granberg. On a street in California, a little doughnut stand was revealed, swarmed with eager customers. Here, Cynthia Price, charmingly dispensed her home-made product. In a cosy cottage by the seashore, Pauline Aldred and her husband, James Mer- riam, shoe factory employee, joyously romped with their two strapping youngsters. The lilting tones of a soprano came to my ear from an opera house where Viola Thatcher held an audience spellbound by her music. As the song died away, Virginia Hodgen, a sweet and alluring debutante, came before me. Her dress, an exquisite portrait of grace and poise, was designed by Marjorie Nelson. Quick revelations in my clairvoyant dream showed Florence Harriman as a travel- ing saleswoman, convincing customers of the value of her merchandise with forceful. flourishing words. Harold Knight,star reporter,was terselyrappingvivid headlines over telegraph wires while his gum-chewing photographer, LeForest Gray, dozed in a swivel chair. Robert Montague, a 'bachelor possessing millions, was donating funds to charity. Audrey Grala was a prima donna of the ice ballet. Joseph Perry, mag- nate of the poultry industry, rolled through Central Park in a chauffered Cadallac. Just as a collison with a baby carriage seemed imminent, my involuntary warning shout roused me from my reverie of dreams and I awoke to a new and glorious dawn, with feelings of happiness and satisfaction at the success of my old classmates. A. GRALA, '38, R. MONTAGUE, '38. p SLAMS Mr. Hall ' Mr. Hall, our superintendent. because you are a rabid swing fan, we give you this picture of your idol, the King of Swing, Benny Goodman. We hope you will treasure it always. Miss Billman Miss Billman, we give you this chicken feed to quiet your Ubarnyard folk when they start doing their stuff, Miss Boornazian Miss Boornazian. our class advisor, we leave you this plan for a budget so that future classes will not have our difficulties. Mr. Frank Braman Mr. Braman. our art instructor, we present you with this lock and key so that in future years the art supplies may be used exclusively for art work. Mr. George Braman Mr. Braman, because you gave us our nautical decorations as proof of your love for the sea, we present you with this miniature lighthouse as a symb-ol of good luck. May its beacon be your guiding star. Never part with it. Miss Davenport Miss Davenport. our new coach, we leave this goodluck charm so that you may have as good luck with the girls as Miss Jones. Mr. Dolan Mr. Dolan, our coach, we give you this book of New Jokes to amuse the under- classmen. Mr. Greenman Mr. Greeman. our history teacher, please accept this stamp with an A, so that some pupil in the future may obtain the seemingly impossible. Mr. Holt Mr. Holt, our Bug Catcher, we give you this diagram for a simple telephone running from the laboratory to the kitchen so that you may save many needless footsteps in the future. Mr. Hopkinson ' Mr. Hopkinson, a grand man, we give you this A for your untalling loyalty to A. H. S. I a