Bellows Free Academy - Alpha Omega Yearbook (St Albans, VT)

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10 B. F. A. Mercury sionally known as The Tuxedo Sixty-Two Plus Fourf, June 21, 5:00 a.m.-We arrived in Azuza which is next to Cuckamonga. My sharp eye caught a sleeky looking character in a trench coat leaving the platform. The suspect got into a cab. We took the next cab that came along. We told the driver, Ronald Lehmann, to follow. The car in front of us came to a halt near the docks on River Street. Our suspect entered a dark secluded place. We followed right behind him. VVe knew the code. We knocked three times and whispered low that we were sent by Joe. We struck a match and knew that we were in Hernandois Hideway. O-Lay!! We were now in the undergroundis secret hiding place. YOU know the place, silhouettes, castenets, a glass of wine and a fast embrace. We spotted our suspect in the corner. He was having a tete-a-tete with another person. The smoke was so thick we could not see their faces. The manager came out of his office and called in the two men. Through the smoke I could distinguish the manager as being, Ross Ferland. The waitress, who said her name was Jeannine Ott, served us our buttermilk. We could not think of any possible connection be- tween the manager and the unknown suspects. A few minutes later the door of the office opened and out came the two that we were following. They left through a side door and we quickly followed. 6:20 a.m.-We now decided to apprehend the suspects as we were accomplishing nothing by following them. When we approached them they made a mn for it. The chase was on ! We called for help and two of our musclemen, Jerry Shepard and Wayne Young, came to the rescue with other policemen in the vicinity. 6:22 a.m.-I thought I saw one of the fugi- tives and I stopped to question him. This proved to be mighty embarrassing for it was the First Lady of Azuza, Mayor Gabrielle Montague, out for an early morning stroll. Those boy hair cuts always fool me. The chase led to the Waterfront Ticket Office and to an ocean liner just getting ready to shove off. My partner and I barely made it on board. We were lucky enough to acquire a cabin on the main deck. From our vantage point we could see all the activity on ship. Search as long as we did we still couldnit find our suspect on board. Since we were stuck on ship we decided to enjoy ourselves. June 22--The first night out we dined with the captain, Robert Hojaboom. The evening was uneventful. Two days passed! We still hadn't seen any signs of our suspect. Two weeks passed! We asked the captain to have the ship searched from stem to stern and in the middle, too. Sept. 28-Two months passed! We began to think our suspects were not aboard. Out on the briny, with the moon big and shiny: then it struck us . . . We were on a Slow Boat to Chinaf, Oct. 12-Two weeks passed! The whole ship wa sstruck with a violent case of food poisoning. We called in the head cook, Frank Houle, along with his able assistants, James LaPan and How- ard Ward. After being thoroughly interrogated, we released them. We came to the conclusion there wasnit any connection between our case and this episode. Two days later we docked in Hong Kong at 1:00 p.m. After checking with chief customs inspector, Robert Wood, we decided to inspect a few of the better establishments for clues. Our first stop was at Hewitts and Jewetts Greasy Spoon. We talked with the owners Judy Hewitt and Martha Jewett, and the waitresses Joyce Ken- drick and Jolly Jean MacArthur. None of them could remember seeing the suspects in the res- taurant. 2:00 p.m--VVe headed for the business dis- trict. Our first stop was at the Central Asia Trading Post run by Armand Perrault who had had previous experience at this work. As he was unable to tell us anything, we moved on down the streets, Where we passed many well-known establishments such as LaPlant and Lagrowis Plant Shopi' and Little's Big Bargain Shopf and Powers Muscle Building Establishmenti' run by Norman Powers. But we were unable to get leads at any of these places. The main attraction in town that evening was a basketball game featuring the great U. S. OLYMPIC TEAM, the Globe Crawlersf, The captain, Marion Bessette,, led her squad com- posed of Janet Bugbee, Eulia Soule, Betty White, Barbara Paquette and Sheila Peters. Selling peanuts in the peanut gallery were Janice Fitz- gerald and Betty Ladue. We attended the game L !

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B. F. A. Mercury 9 r l Class Prophec' By Susan Benoit and Reid Mayo The story you are about to hear is true. Only the facts are fictitious. It was Iune 13. My partner Sine F oot Benoit and I were working the third watch out of the robbery division. At approximately 3:15 p.1n. we received an urgent call from the principal of Bellows Free Academy, George E. Sweet. He reported that two folders were missing from the office files. At once we sensed that this would be a hard case to crack. Upon further investigation we discovered that the missing folders were numbers 1975 and 1976, and it contained vital information on members of the class of 1955. All night long we questioned the office help. Sylvia Hebert, Mr. Sweet's secretary, told us that she saw a suspicious looking character loitering around the building all day. i : Fingerprint men and photographers under the able direction of Rodney Preston and Clark Hubbard made their investigation. Their reports along with the description of the suspects pro- vided by the secretary, was sent along to head- quarters for further investigation. We released all of the office help as we had no conclusive evidence to hold them on, but we kept a tail on the most suspicious acting, Kathryn Gross and Betty Raymo. A 24 hour surveillance was kept on the build- ing, and our two best and speediest men Pool Cuev Pierce and Chalkdustv Steinhour were assigned to the case. On June 14, we began questioning the mer- chants along the thoroughfare. John Bushey, Ir., a local sporting goods dealer, told us a suspicious acting stranger had bought a gun on the twelfth. The case seemed to be getting somewhere. When asked whether male or female, Mr. Bushey couldnit remember. We immediately got locals and APB's out on the suspect. 12:36 a.m.- Sine Foot and I returned to the City Hall. On the way up to the lab, we stopped in at the office of the head janitor, Har- vey S. Shnoper. Mr. Shnoper is one of our con- tacts with the underworld. We asked him if he could throw some light, on the case, but he declined to comment for reasons of personal safety. As we arrived at the door of the lab we were met by our head pathologist, Johnson Coon. He had the report on the fingerprints taken at the scene of the crime. We now took this report down to the file room to check the fingerprints. We found that the suspect had no previous record. 1:24 a.m.-Discouraged, we returned to our office. We finished our paper work and we were about to leave when the phone rang. It was the ticket agent at the railroad station, Dave Bell. He had heard our announcement over the radio, and he wanted to report that he had just sold a ticket to a stranger who was headed for Azuza, which is near Cuckamonga. We rushed down to the station and boarded the Central Vermont Super Chief. After boarding the train we noticed the conductor, Norman Trombley, checking on a recent innovation, Salami Sal and her Six Sand- wich Slingcrs. Salami Sal was Pat Rooney and her assistant Salami Slinger was Margie Mc- F eeters. 2:11 a.m.-A two-hour wait in New York City gave us enough time to see the bright lights of Broadway. Judy Daley was opening that night in the greatest show ever to hit Broadway . . . . . . Babes and Mollsf, Our last stop was at Cisseero,s.,' Appearing with top billing were Sylvia Greene, Bob Lemnah, Bill Chambers, Carol Catlin, Bob Norton and friends, profes-

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B. F. A. Mercury 11 hoping to locate our suspects. But our efforts were in vain. 10:00 p.m.-Seeing as we were getting no- where fast my partner and I decided to go back to Azuza, which is near Cuckamonga. 10:30 p.m.-We boarded our DC3 and were greeted by our hostess, Lorraine Pasman. The pilot and co-pilot, Robert Austin and Stanley Cameron assured us we would have a smooth trip. They did not foresee motor trouble and we were forced down in Hawaii. The official greet- er, Francesca Mortona and her swaying girls gave us a royal welcome. Within the hour our plane was in working condition. The job had required the expert knowledge of the Air Force mechanics john Tatro, Marcel Richards, and George Brown. 7 10:00 a.m.--We landed at Azuza Airdrome, which is near Cuckamonga. 10:30 a.m.-We checked in at headquarters. Chief Inspector Coad asked us to make an ac- counting of our actions. After being interroga- ted by Inspector Goad we returned to our office to check our back work. 11:45 a.m.-A lady by the name of Betty Tipper came to our office claiming she might be able to help us solve the case. She said she knew where the suspect we were looking for was hid- ing. My partner and I listened attentively while she filled us in on the details. 12:30-We had Pat Benoit, owner of the corner drugstore bring us up sandwiches and coffee. 1:15-With our plans carefully laid, we went to Hollywood, which is not too far from Azuza, which is near Cuckamonga. We dropped in on one of our under-cover agents, Reggie Quilliam, who had all the dope on wanted criminals. After hearing our story, he was convinced that this was one crimi- nal that he had no dope on, in fact he had never heard of a criminal by that description. 4:00 p. in.-While we were thinking out our next move, I went into a barbershop to get a haircut. The barber, Mary Ann Cerreto, put in her two cents as to how to solve the case. While sitting there, I noticed that a 1942 Chevrolet coupe had driven up behind the car that Wanda Chagnon, Theresa Portelance, and Mary Lemnah, three of our best lady detectives, had just gotten out of. I had Sergeant Chagnon put one of her best police- women, Margaret Newton, to tail this character. When Miss Newton reported we planned our raid and we were ready to go. 5:15 p.m.--The place was a little house on the corner of Hollywood and Broadway, which was in a moderate section of the city. The re- sults of the raid were disappointing. There were two ladies living there. They were Concetta Churchill and Viola Nichols, and they did handy work all day, reported a next door neighbor Diane Marshia. At night they went from door to door selling their finely woven articles. Another dead end. VVe decided to go back to Vermont and see if we could piece this thing together. 11:30 a.m.-Our train left Azuza which is near Cuckamonga. 12:30 a.m.-Our train stopped at Chicago where we had to wait two hours for connections. In the meantime we met with the head of the world famous Chicago Police Department, Robert Wheelock. We asked him his expert advice. After advising us as to what course to take, he assigned two of his best men, Bruiser,' Bostwick and 'KBobon Montgomery to help us on the case. 1:15--Our train left Chicago. Conductor Victor Jacques and porter Stanley Greene were very cooperative in seeing that we were not dis- turbed during our trip. 2:30 p.1n.-We arrived in New York. Ticket agent Morton King in- formed us that our train for Vermont would not leave until 7:20 the next morning. 3:00 p.m.-We were approached by the presi- dent of C.B.S. television Harold Berger, who asked us if we would be able to participate in a panel show that evening, whereby we would be questioned by a group of world famous news- paperwomen concerning the case we were now working on. We accepted his invitation and we agreed to be at the studio at 7:30. Up until this time we had not realized that our investigations had reached world wide attention. 7:30 p.m.-We now were on television. The world famous newspaperwomen on the panel consisted of Ieannette Benoit, Ioy Casavant, Beverly Berger, Dorothy Hazard, Anita Plouffe and Dawn Sweeney. After clearing up several points of public interest concerning the case, we had to decline further questioning because we might give out vital information concerning the case. Just then my partner nudged me. Sure enough, there they were over there in the corner. We had spotted our suspects in the audience of the TV program. They were not men as we had sus- pected but they were women. 8:10 p.m.-We