Attleboro High School - Tattletale Yearbook (Attleboro, MA)

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FRONT ROW: Dolores Anelande, Vice-President Robert Kenny, President BACK ROW: Robert Cassidy, Treasurer Marilyn Holman, Secretary

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FRESHMAN YEAR SOPHOMORE YEAR JUNIOR YEAR SENIOR YEAR It is in September, 1947, and we enter A. H. S. cs freshmen. The first few weeks are a pan- orama of shifting scenes in which strange classrooms, sympathetic teachers, and new-found friends are important constituents. Ted Lavigueur, Dick Powers, Jimmy Cronin, Bob Poirier, and Frank McCracken, by being spokes in the wheel of varsity football, bring to our class the first real recognition and true ap- proval from the upper classmen. E ' ecticn time itself comes along, and the fussing and feuding begins. The political battles are carried on with a great deal of enthusiastic campaigning, the results of which are that Ted Lav- igueur is elected class president; Ellen Kurtz, vice-president; Mary Munroe, secretary; and Marilyn Holman, treasurer. Ths final highlight o! our freshman year is our social, appropriately named spring fever. The dance is so profitable that we have to hire wheelbarrows to cart off the money to our treasury vaults. We are now mighty sophomores. Never again will we be harassed by upperclassmen, but instead we have the long awaited opportunity of confusing some gullible freshmen. The gridiron season begins and many of our brave athletes join the bombardier squad. Ted Lavigueur, Jimmy Cronin, Ron Cloutier, Frank McCracken, Bob Poirier, and Dick Powers produce a successful season, high-lighted by a forty-point victory over our traditional turkey-day opponent. Next on the agenda is election. After the final ballot is counted, we welcome Bob Kenny as our second president; Dolly Anelande, vice-president; Mary Munroe, secretary; and Marilyn Holman, treasurer. Ou second social takes olace on the first of April, under the fitting title, fools frolic. A pleas- ant even ng is enjoyed by all, of course. All the athletic teams are strengthened by the addition of our sophomore sport enthusiasts. Ron Cloutier, Bruce Collins, Ralph Parker, and Tim O ' Hare participate on the basketball court. Dick Powers, cur Icne contribution to the wrestling squad, is the winner of many heavy-weight matches. A new sport, supported by Fritz Moehle, Dick Fournier, and Bud Farrell, is swimming. Its first season ends with success and a promising future. As our second year at A. H. S. draws to a close, we realize that our underclassmen days are going. Although we have had fun during these two years, we optimistically look forward to our next year as aristocratic upperclassmen. September appears once more, accompanied with the usual falling leaves and the opening of all little red school houses. A new years lies before us, and we eagerly prepare to lose ourselves within it. First on the agenda is a gun powder election. Class politicians circulate freely, and verbal battles wax fast and furious. The four in whom we finally deign to put our trust are Bud Farrell, as president; Dolly Anelande, as vice-president; Marilyn Holman, as secretary; and Louise Ane- lande, as treasurer. The brightness of this fall is highlighted by the colorfull football games. The husky heroes on the team, from our class, are Ted Lavigueur, Frank McCracken, Bob Poirier, Dick Powers, Jimmy Cronin, Bob Kenny and Ron Cloutier. The season is completed with a triumphant and decisive victory over our rivals in North Attleboro, completing for us a happy Turkey Day. One sport follows another, and next on our list is basketball. Representing our class under the lights in the Armory are such shooting stars as Ron Cloutier, Bruce Collins, Tim O ' Hare and Ralph Ace Parker. Public fame comes to two members of our class, Jaye Nerney, who attends Girls ' State, and Bob Kenny, who goes to Boys ' State. The year is crowned with a solemn, important event, the induction of new members to the National Honor Society. The six juniors elected to fill the honorary post are Sandra Remieres. Charles Farrell, Dolores Anelande, Anne Nelson, Gwendolyn Smith and Jeraline Nerney. With the last day of school comes a great sigh of relief, and we turn our eyes to the biggest year ahead of us, our senior year. This year we must hove the best of leadership. Those chosen to fill the offices are Bob Kenny, president; Dolly Anelande, vice-president; Marilyn Holman, secretary; and Bob Cassidy, treasurer. We make stupendous preparations for our senior dance, and early in November we present it under the title of Rhapsody in Blue . The good orchestra and fine entertainment lures a big crowd into our artfully decorated gym. The net result of this dance is a financial profit and a feeling of enjoyment by all who attended. During the fall our football players have been fighting with true A. H. S. spirit on the terrain. Such participants as Ted Lavigueur, Bob Poirier, Jim Cronin, Dick Powers, Ron Cloutier, Frank McCracken, Bob Kenny, Herb Moshkovitz, Dick Lipscomb, Ray Ferrara and Bob Norman rep- resent our class, and form a team that we are proud of. The basketball season comes along and two members of our class capture honor positions on the varsity team. Ronny Cloutier and Bruce Collins, noted sidekicks, do much towards in- creasing the team ' s chances for a successful season. Iris Street is the worthy recipient of the D. A. R. Good Citizenship Award. The only semi-formal dance of the year, traditionally presented by the seniors, is held late in January, under the title of Cinderella Ball . Our Cindelella is Patty Mettey; Prince Charming is Ralph Parker. In March the seniors stage their play, The Late Christopher Bean , under the direction of Mrs. Fitts and Mr. W. Hall. The auditorium is oacked as Carol Pucko, Charlotte Merrill, Lillian Poirier, Sandra Remieres, Dick Smith, Jim Cronin, Bob Cassidy, Herb Moshkovitz and Tim O ' Hare en- trance the spectators by their excellent production of this comedy. We are now come to a serious threshhold in life. Whatever threshhold we are on, all of us hold in our hearts a reflective but definite thought, which is most aptly put into words by our class motto: With the ropes of the past we will ring the bells of the future.