Berlin High School - Lamp Yearbook (Berlin, CT)

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what can I do for you? Do you want to deposit some money or take some out? NARRATOR: Ha, ha, neither, I’m afraid. I just came over to ask you if you will preside at the re- union this afternoon and maybe give a welcome speech. RONNY: Oh, the reunion, I almost forgot. Let me see, that means I ' ll have to break my appointment with Miss Worbel. But then again, she’ll be go- ing too, won’t she? NARRATOR: Yes, that’s right, we’ll see you there. (Narrator leaves bank and heads toward the town hall. Jim Newman and Barbara Wrobel walk down the street toward them. Narrator stops and they meet.) NARRATOR: Well, congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Newman. Tell me why is it that you just got married. It’s been ten years since you graduated. JIMMY: Yes I know. But you see, I served eight years in the United States Navy; and I just got home about three months ago. NARRATOR: I see, well, I wish you all the luck in the world. Say, do you remember Raymond Le- Bel ? Well, he is running the Second National Store here. It’s the only food store in town, and he has built up quite a thriving business. RAYMOND: (Coming out of the store, smiling and wiping hands on his apron.) Hi, I’m almost ready to go. I just have to carry Mrs. Maier’s groceries to her car. I read about the reunion in the paper, and I think it is just ducky.” NARRATOR: Fine Ray, we’re heading there now. Do you want to come along? RAY: I’ll meet you there. (Jimmy Newman and Barbara Worbel continue toward the Town Hall. They leave the narrator. Narrator: I have a few more stops to make — see you there.) NARRATOR: I wonder which class member lives in this house? (He knocks) Hello, Miss Dyer, or is it Mrs. ? ? ? SUSAN: Hello. As you can see, I’m a housewife. Won’t you come in? NARRATOR: Love to. Lovely home you have. SUSAN: Thank you. You remember Elizabeth Erling, don’t you? (As Elizabeth comes into the room.) NARRATOR: Yes, what are you doing now, Eliza- beth? SUSAN: Drinking a cup of coffee. NARRATOR: Oh — Well, I must be going. (He leaves and walks down Main Street.) It seems that some of our class have been successful iri the field of business. (He continues looking into the stores on Main Street.) Squillacote Slowik, Classical Record Mart”; Simcik Smith Travel Agency”; Scarola Norman, High shoes for short girls.” Well here we are at the Town Hall. Let’s join the reunion which is already in prog- ress. Gathered here are members of the Class of 1957. As I look around, I see Sandra Wind. She is now a veterinarian. In fact she operated on my pet snail last year. I think you would be interested to know that Jay Ross is the Superintendent of Schools in Berlin now. Jay is at the reunion, so he can tell us what ' s going on at our Alma Mater. Jay, has anything exciting happened at the old school lately? JAY: Nah — some kids threw a little H” Bomb outside my house last night, if you can call that exciting. NARRATOR: So the town is still quiet as ever! I can see a very distinguished-looking gentleman, but I don’t remember his being in the Class of 57.” Excuse me Sir, what is your name? GENTLEMAN: Royal Lamkins. NARRATOR: My, but you seem prosperous. ROYAL: Oh, yes, I’ve had a good bit of luck — inherited the Royal Pudding Company, you know. NARRATOR: Oh, of course. Oh, by the way, Arlene Martin asked me to tell you she wouldn’t be here; she’s dancing on a television program. It’s too bad she couldn’t be here for the talent show we’re having. Lois Prudhon is starting off the show with a ghost story. Elaine Griffith will tell a few traveling salesman” jokes. Barbara Varriale, who is now a missionary in Africa, will show slides; and Betty Keating will tell us about her interesting Say, isn’t that Ronnie Zucchi speaking ? ROYAL: Yes. NARRATOR:’ Sounds interesting. Let’s listen. RONNIE: And so again, I want to welcome you on 21

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II Graduation Day. The entire Senior Class is seated on the stage. The stage is dark. Students have just received awards. A few of the class members have come forward to receive honors. Many have re- mained seated. NARRATOR: I wonder if awards really represent the best measure of determining an individual’s worth. Are awards deserving of the emphasis that most people place on them? I wonder how the class members feel. Here come Barbara Labieniec and Alan Dickinson — let’s ask them. (To Bar- bara) Barbara, because you and Alan are fine representatives of the Senior Class, I’d like to ask you for your opinion on a very controversial topic. How do you feel about the presentation of awards ? Don’t you feel that many worthy students are often forgotten? BARBARA: Yes, I fully agree with you. I know of many people who would be more deserving of awards than I, if awards were based on disposition and personality. Unfortunately they aren’t. NARRATOR: Alan, how do you feel? ALAN: Well, I believe that an award is a fine thing. If a person works hard and does well, I believe he should receive some token of apprecia- tion. His accomplishments should be recognized. But I also agree with you that many people deserve recognition in fields that don’t offer awards. In our class, there are many kind and unselfish people whom I will never forget, not because they re- ceived awards, but because they possess admirable traits of character. NARRATOR: Very nicely said, Alan. I’m glad to see that both of you agree that awards are not as important as people sometimes think they are. ' I’m sure that many agree with you. III NARRATOR: The third scene takes place in 1967 — ten years after graduation. Along the street are such buildings as the town hall, the library, a church, a grocery store, and at the end of the street, the town bank. We have asked our former classmates to return to our town and take places corresponding to positions which they actually hold. The narrator strolls down the street glancing at buildings and into store windows. A young man approaches the narrator. As he draws nearer we recognize Vic Lavender. NARRATOR: Vic, what are you doing now? VIC: Well, let me see. I’ve been the town judge here for almost eight years. You know these juve- nile delinquents are really getting to be a problem in our town, but I have a great deal of help from Officers Bandarutis and Andros. NARRATOR: Well, Vic, I’m sure you will be able to handle any problems that come your way. By the way, the reunion starts in about a half hour. Narrator continues down street — passes library — turns back and goes into the building. Seated at the desk is Barbara Muchkor and she is talking to a gentleman. The gentleman turns and faces narrator. NARRATOR: Hello, Mr. Tyburski. Are you still collecting research for your conservation project? TOMMY: As a matter of fact I am. I’ve just come to the conclusion that horse manure is the best fertilizer a farmer can get and would produce much better products if it were used universally. NARRATOR: I’m sure that has taken much study and observation on your part. You’re coming to the reunion aren’t you? TOMMY: Yes, I’ll be there in about 15 minutes. I have a little work to finish up. NARRATOR: Fine, see you there. (Leaves building and walks to the end of the street as far as the bank. He stops when he sees a girl dressed in furs come out of the bank). NARRATOR: If it isn ' t Claire Begin. I wondered if you’d be able to come back for our reunion. CLAIRE: Well, Ah made arrangements to postpone my personal appearances for the benefit of my dear ’ole classmates. NARRATOR: We are very glad that you could make it. By the way, have you seen our former class president Ronny Zucchi? I want to ask him to conduct the reunion and maybe give a short speech. CLAIRE: Why yas, Ah have. Ah just left him in the bank. He is taking his place here as bank presi- dent. Didn ' t you know? NARRATOR: No I didn’t, but thank you for tell- ing me. (Narrator goes into the bank) Ronny, how good to see you again. I see you have become prosperous in the past ten years. RONNY : Yes, I have had a lot of good luck. Well, 20

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the behalf of the organizers of this reunion. And now I ' d like to introduce you to a few of the celebrities our class has produced. First, Alfred Talbot, who’s just recently published a book of poetry. Alfred, would you come forward, please? What was the first poem you ever wrote? ALFRED: Hmmmmm ... I believe it was Ode to a Violet.” RONNIE: Where did you get your inspiration? ALFRED: Oh, from one of my high school teachers. (Cheers from crowd.) RONNIE: Thank you, Alfred. I believe we have another artist in this gr oup, Malcolm Pabst, who is now a celebrated painter. Malcolm, what is the first picture you painted? MALCOLM: I believe it was a picture of mangled food, entitled Fourth Lunch.” RONNIE: I guess your inspiration is obvious to all the alumni of B.H.S. Everyone remembers Norman King’s singing voice. Norm is now a popular singing star. His latest record is Rocket Roll”, accompanied by the Swinging Blanchard Sisters. N I see that Maurice Tattersall ' is in this group. This is a rare privilege, indeed. He is a renowned teacher, lecturer, editor, and publisher in London. I’m sure you’d all like to hear a word from Maurice. MAURICE: Cherrio, Old Top! ! RONNIE: Reginald Gorneault and Carol Buch are here from Paris. Carol, who recently made her debut at the Metropolitan, got her start at the Gorneault Oprea House. Carol Flematti has just returned from Italy. I would enjoy hearing Carol’s impressions of her trip, if she would oblige. CAROL: You tryin’ to flirt with me? RONNIE: Nope! That’s Edward Maguda standing with you isn’t it? EDWARD: Yes, Captain Edward Maguda. RONNIE: Captain, you say? EDWARD: Yes, H.M.S., B.V.D.” She’s heading due west, making for the nearest shore. RONNIE: I certainly hope she gets there Ed! Jean Yacinski is here rehashing the Motif Club’s Washington trip with Florence Tolomea and Doro- thy Johanns. If I . remember correctly, Jean was the president of that club, Dorothy was the treas- urer, and Florence was the secretary. There seems to be some confusion in the back of the hall. Jeff Arute our bouncer for this evening, is throwing out a hobo. Why it’s Peter King! On his shoulder he is carrying the conventional hobo stick; but tied to the end, is an exceedingly large sack. Say Pete, what’s in the sack? Let me peek in. Hello Mary Lou Cugno! Come out of that sack and join the reunion. I see that Joan Munson is here this evening. I heard that she recently won a million dollars for a recipe. I’d like to know what she is going to do do with all that money. Joan, how are you going to spend that million dollars? JOAN: I am taking cooking lessons at Janice Fer- rero’s cooking school. RONNIE: Now I’d like to ask Gary Graziano, Olym- pic swimmer, to step up here for a minute. Tell us Gary, are you competing in the trials this year? GARY: Yes, I am and because of the help of my competent coaches, Phyllis Peck and Nancy Rivers, I expect to win the title for the United States. (Loud cheering from the crowd.) I owe it all to Phyllis and Nancy. RONNIE: The next person I know you all remem- ber, Kenny Burt. He has been proclaimed the world’s greatest detective because of his daring capture of Public Enemy No. 1. Please come up here Kenny. KENNY : Thank you, one and all. Would anyone like to see my badge? (Laughter from crowd.) NARRATOR: Thank you Kenny and Ronnie, and thank you everyone for your attention. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM ! ! ! (Loud explosion) JAMES VARRICCHIONI: There has been an ex- plosion at the High School. Th-The Chemistry Lab. Ronald Rich’s work ! (Everyone rushes out) NARRATOR: Nothing ever changes! 22