Avon High School - Sonnet Yearbook (Avon, MA)

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Class It is June 8. 1979. and our assignment this evening is to cover the arrival of members of Avon High hundred and seventy pound all-star right tackle for the World Champion New York Jets, now running at this moment interference for himself and his escort Ka ' hJeen Marobella of the L. A. Lakers. Behind them, also of the Lakers, is Theresa Di Battista, their right guard. Arriving next is the famous husband and wife team of Peter Curley and Joan Self Curley. Pete and Joan, as you know, were the first married couple ever to be signed by a professional baseball team. Pete is a fullback with the Boston Beacons. Driving up now we can see some of America’s foremost teachers. The first two in sight are Marianne Pelaggi and Karen Moore, both still carrying their briefcases. Perhaps we can have a few words with them. “Miss Pelaggi. what area of education did you enter?” “I’ve been teaching sixth grade for three years now. I do some professional singing at various Papa Gino’s Nisrhtclubs around the country during the summer also.” “That’s wonderful, Marianne. And Miss Moore how about you?” “Well, I teach at the third grade level and do some commercial artist work on the side.” Pulling up next wearing a sweatshirt, sneakers, and whistle is Steve Hansen. “And where are you teaching, Steve?” “I teach Physical Education at Avon High School and am presently up in front of the school committee for consideration for the job of vice-principal.” “Good luck, Steve!” Stepping up next to the mike is Ginny Mekjian. Miss Mekjian. we’ve heard that you are teaching Distribu- tive Education. Would you care to comment on that?” “Yes I am and enjoy it very much. Would you care to buy some books or some stationery?” “Not right now Miss Mekjian. but thank you very much.” Now we can see John Morrison walking toward us. “Mr. Morrison, we understand that you became a Biology teacher.” “Yes. Oh my goodness, I dropped my frog!” “Well don’t worry, the theater’s janitor, Gary Dragone, will catch it for you.” Behind Mr. Morrison’s frog steps Bruce Vitrano, English teacher extraordinaire and writer of beauteous poems. “Mr. Vitrano, how have things been going since graduation?” School’s Class of 1969, who will be attending the premiere of the new film “Mr. Crane.” We are standing outside Hollywood’s famous Music Theater. At any moment we expect the first limousine from the airport, bringing some of that illustrious alumni to the theater. The car is just now pulling up ... and the first person to appear is Vickie Hartley. Following her are Susan Fennelly and Terry Sullivan. All three were stewardesses on the recently hijacked Avon to Miami flight. As the first limousine pulls away following behind it and now stopping is another car . . . this one shaped like a test tube. Out steps one of the nation’s most famous industrial chemists, Dale H. Cook. We are trying to get through the crowd to get a hold on him. There, I have finally succeeded in grabbing his wrist . . . WHOOPS, it is his waist . . . and am pulling him toward the microphone. “Dale, how’s the chemical business?” “Wellll, technically speaking, it is relatively straightforward in its dimension.” “Ah. thank you. Dale. That is certainly good to hear.” There is a traffic congestion problem out front. The traffic officer seems to be having a difficult time. Wait a minute . . . he’s another classmate, Barbara Daigle. I am afraid we will have to speak to her later . . . she is rather busy trying to direct traffic. There’s the problem over there ... it is a yellow Ford Falcon congesting and confusing the traffic. Well what do you know ... it is Janet Welsh, another of our alumni, at the wheel. “What seems to be the trouble, Janet?” “Boo-Hoo-Hoo. I broke my watch ring.” “Gee, that’s too had.” Hey! There is Donna Cushing, the first woman to sit on the Supreme Court, in the next car. As you probably know, she is now in the process of contesting the claim that the Vikings were the first people to discover America. Wait a minute! What is that roaring and screeching we hear? Why it is Carol Swanson , pulling up in the winning car of the “Powder Puff Indianapolis 500.” With her are the members of her pit crew, the fastest in the nation. David Bucella and Ed (Bruno) Balzarini. Wow! Right over the curb and through the open front door. Watch out for the pedestrians, Carol. hurried into the theater. Behind them are some of th? nation’s leading sports figures: Bob Pillar ella, the two- We just caught a short glimpse of Pat Tibaudo and her equally known husband, Clint Eastwood, as they pitcher and Joan is a catcher for the Boston Red Sox. The last of the athletes is Frank Peterson, a soccer 29

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“Well, man ... you see, huh ... well ah ... ya know ...” “Thank you Bruce . . . ah. you certainly have a way with words!” What’s this? There seems to be some disturbance. Apparently a limousine shaped like a guitar has pulled up to the entrance. The young people are all crowded around the car. As the door opens we can see Steve Chapman, the drummer, and Sharon O ' Rourke the bass player, both from Jimi Hendrix’s rock group emerge in their psychedelic suits. We won’t be able to talk to them as they are being RUSHed into the theater by the Hollywood Police, headed by Chief Dennis Wiehe. Now pulling up to the curb is another peculiar looking vehicle. This one is in the shape of a couch! Why of course, it’s the famous teacher of Freudian Psychology, Dr. Brian Healy. Unfortunately, we will not be able to speak to him at this time. He seems to be deep in thought and shouldn’t be disturbed. We have just received a bulletin from our main newsroom which reads: “At 9:20 this evening Mrs. Elaine Tibnam Smith gave birth, to 12 beautiful Baby girls.” She was expected here tonight at this gala event but now she will have to -miss at least part of the film. We send our congratulations (and our sympathy) to Elaine. As we return to the theater . . . The theater electrician, Danny Rogers, is re-wiring the short circuit in the marquee which we understand was somehow caused by Donald Silvia’s elaborate hairdo. Mr. Silvia’s well-known coiffure is tinted by Terry Duling and styled by Brenda Lundin. As you probably know, Donald is the author of world renowned children’s hooks. Accompanying him to the theater is joey Matthews, the underground’s version of Walt Disney, who illustrates most of Donald’s publications. As we look over our shoulder we can see the crowd throw- handfuls of rice and confetti at four couples emerging from a black station wagon. I’m afraid that means more work for Janitor Dragone. Evidently these just marrieds have decided to spend their honeymoon here with us. Why look! It’s Joanne Berg, Roberta Swanson, Terry Reid, and the most celebrated bride of all. Pat Carbone, with her husband Joe Kennedy. “How does it feel to be married, Pat?” “Out of sight!” Now here’s an unfamiliar face . . . “May w T e ask who you are, sir?” “Well. I was supposed to have come here as Judy Bostrom’s escort, but she had to be in by 7:30 and ...” “Oh. I see ...!” Now here is an unusual vehicle coming up the drive. It’s a George’s Garage wrecker with John Mac Kenzie, new owner of the garage, with his top grease monkey, Paul Barker. They are towing one of Wally Me Carroll’s antique cars with Wally still in it! As they enter the theater, a paisley painted limousine with large peace symbols on the hub caps is pulling up to the entrance. Out steps the famous pacifist, Lou Ann Barbiero. “Lou Ann. would you tell the audience why you embrace pacification?” “I feel that without peace, people don’t get along with one another.” “Thank you Lou Ann for those profound words of wisdom.” Oh my, folks, it seems that Miss Barbiero has just become engaged in a free swinging brawl with a member of the crowd here. Someone who doesn’t like peace, no doubt. A silence has just come over the crowd suddenly. Let’s see if we can get near enough to the next car to see w-hat’s w-rong. There seems to be a huddUd figure in the back seat. Well what do you know . . . it’s Donna Noonan; she’s fast asleep and the onlookers are trying not to wake her. As her limousine pulls quietly away, a forest fire drives up followed by Tom Kinch and George (Skippy the Bearl Perry close behind it. We can also hear a ringing bell. Is it a fire truck? No! It’s Lucille Hick- man collecting clothes for the Salvation Army. So t ry Lucille, I gave at the office. And now making her entrance into the theater is the au ' hor of this year’s best-selling book How to Climb The Empire State Building in 10 Easy Steps Debbi - Hubbard. Oh my goodness! Miss Hubbard just slipped on a banana peel and rushing to her aid are Sandy Weir, Linda Strom, and Kathy Kenney, the nurses on call at tonight’s premiere. Miss Hubbard appears to be alright but the nurses don’t look too well. Stepping up to our microphone is Ralph Peterson, the very successful engineer ... on the Hooterville Cannonball. “How’s Business, Ralph?” “Fine thanks. I think we’re on the right track.” There is a loud rumbling coming down the street. It’s a battleship with Admiral Dennis Ledin at the helm. Wait a minute, he’s not stopping at the entrance. The ship seems to be out of control and heading for the newly built Herman’s warehouse, run by Gordon Fielding! CRASH! Fortunately folks the only damage appears to be to Dennis’ ship ... it’s Totaled! Now there is some sort of new commotion on the street. A horse is running down the street with a dog chasing it and following in pursuit is Lorraine Rebenklau. the famous eque=trian rider, Maureen Tierney, the blue ribbon dog trainer, and Charles Shea, the well known local veterinarian. They seem to have the an- imals under control now, so w-e’ll move on to others making their entrance. Receiving a big hand is Carol Barta, America’s 1st Astronette. recently returned from her orbital flight around Pluto. “How- do you feel after your first space flight?” “Spaced out. man. Spaced out!” Following Carol is Anne Glavin, accompanied by her wealthy husband, the Greek shipping magnate Dave Morosas. With Mr. Morosas is the famous men’s sweater designer, Monsieur Stephen Woronicz. As we get some late arrivals we see James Conley, president of the Avon chapter of the A. A. (Automobile Association) as well as president of the American Tobacco Company. “Jim. do you have anything you care to say?” “Cough . . . hack . . . cough . . . wheeze.” 30