Billerica Memorial High School - BMHS Yearbook (Billerica, MA)

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HOWE HIGH YEARBOOK men approaching, each of whom had a female by the hand. For many years, Charlie Pierce said, Mr. Kelley and I have enjoyed successful careers in law. These are our devoted secretaries, he said, pointing to Shirley Foley and Jean Kilmartin. The gates of Paradise are open to such law-abiding citizens. Looking up, I saw a girl hurrying along the road. She was none other than Lorraine Sands. She was being pursued by a robust young fellow. I let her pass quickly through the gates, and called the man to halt, recognizing him as an under- classman, I instructed him to return to Earth, for I could End no trace of his name anywhere on my scroll. My next visitor was the tall, athletic figure of Phyllis Smith, the inveterate skier. I admitted her without question. Two intellectual-looking women were now approaching the gates. They handed me their cards, which read: Dr. Doris Silliker, Professor of English and Dr. Helen Wansewicz, Professor of Psychiatry Enter that you may better St. Peter's kingdom through your knowledge. Then I noticed a small group of women anxiously awaiting their turn. The first I recognized was Frances Casey. She said that she and Dorothy Champlin had been proprietors of a dance studio. I bade them to bring added enjoyment to St. Peter's subjects. Alice Cuff and Marilyn Condon then came along and told me that they had been, for many years, hostesses at the Brown Derby. You cannot be denied the privilege of passing into paradise, I said to the little group. Enter. A troup of fantastically dressed personalities appeared on the scene. The foremost man in their ranks offered me the explanation that they were a theatre group. They handed me a program with the names of two motion pictures: The Desperadoesn- starring Chuck Schmelzer and Wild Bill Harmon and the co-feature comedy Give Me the Moon over Billerica, starring Eileen Cameron, Jackie Cutler, Leila Buckner, George Nickless, and George Parker. Enter, I said, St. Peter might appreciate such characters in his kingdom. just as this last group had passed through the gates, I noticed three sage-looking women approaching. The first of the group stepped up and accounted for herself and her colleagues. My name is Glennie Wilson, and here are Elaine Davidson and Dorothy Wiggins. For many years we were connected with the Atomic Research Department of the United States, during which time we endeavored to keep atomic energy for a peaceful weapon. s yours. Hardly had I had time for a second breath before I '4 Paradise is open to people with such sentiments as x ' I lj is A Z' was aroused by the sound of a snappy tune being hummed i, 5 from the girls that they were Mary O'Connell, Pat Mur- phy, and Pat Lacey and that they had had a very successful career on Broadway as singers of Irish songs. When I asked them why they had come to Paradise so young, they told me that one day a bomb instead of a tomato, was thrown from the audience. The choir of the kingdom will be complemented by such voices as yours. 'I rv ls ' by three girls approaching the gates of Paradise. I learned ' 56 f- 9-10 J 6' Y fa O i As I turned from the choir, I noticed an old woman heavily loaded down with an assortment of washboards, whistles, and horns of various tones and sizes. Strange as it seems, the woman was Frances Pauline. I learned N that she had been the sole arranger of Spike Jones' music. I told her to enter quietly. Next came two women whom I recognized to be Laura Wanitz and Anne Pelletier. QQ arf. s in- ' IT ' PLN lvl E

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HOWE HIGH YEARBOOK I learned that they had had many successful years as magistrates in the Divorce Courts. The girls were noted for their decisions which always favored the male. ? ? ? ? I told them to enter, but they should have to Hnd another means of livelihood in St. Peter's kingdom. As I stood resting a moment, I was startled by a noise, and upon turning around, I saw a large group of men approaching. Gentlemen, tell me your names and occupations, I said. The first stepped up and said, I am Robert Maddox, automobile agent, lived in Billerica, had a farm, three goats, two cows, a pig, and a wife. Enter! Next! Proceed. V john Lyons. I owned a barber shop in Boston and lived in a bachelor apartment with my friend here, Doug Milton. ' I asked Mr. Milton what his business was. He replied that he had had a good government position and had done nothing wrong, except, perhaps, smiling at his secretary, Rita Machado. Laughingly, I told the whole group to pass through the gates. Next came Betsy Crombie, closely followed by two girls who I knew were Anne jean and Jean Hatzberger. These three girls controlled the government of Billerica for ten years. They were so successfully managed by Larry De Benedictis that no man ever dared take out nomination papers to oppose them. I told the girls and Larry to enter. As I was about to close the gates for the day. I looked up and saw a few more stragglers hurrying along the path to Heaven. The first arrivals were busily engaged in conversation. They were none other than high-powered salesman, George Flewelling, and housewife, Catherine Granfield. George was still trying to interest Catherine in a new type husband rug beater. I told the two to hurry through. just as they passed through, two girls came scurrying up. They were jean Sanders and Elsie Gilman, two noted chemists. I learned they were the concoctors of the secret explosive that rendered Mr. Franz and his laboratory useless. I told them to enter but to keep their explosives to themselves. Next came a sage-looking old gentleman. He told me his name was Chester Wright, a direct descendant of the Wright brothers, and that he had neglected to equip his new type jet plane with suitable landing gear. That explained his presence. I told him to enter. As Chester Wright passed through, I noticed two ladies approaching. I recognized them to be Marilyn Zawisa and Dolores Ceglanski. The girls had been enjoying a ride in Dolores's 1929 car ? P ? with newly-licensed Marilyn at the wheel. CThe bandages had been expertly adjusted.J Next came three fellows who were without a doubt, Leonard Hanson, Francis Gove, and Ray McColough. Ray told me that he and his two associates had successfully vended McColough's Wampum Juice throughout the world. Ray would feed the boys some of his Wampum Juice, whereupon Leonard and Francis would give a yell and A lift 1,000 lbs. of steelg but one day Ray put too much 1 'I Wampum in his juice. I laughingly told them to enter. '09 And now came the end to my day's work, for the V two girls dressed in white who were now approaching were the last two upon the path. I recognized them ' to be june Campbell and Helen Burlamachi. I learned f ,I that they had had a career in nursing and that they X , X If 8 ji!-'-j had waited till last because they thought that they I jf. A i ,ff couldd aslminister vglualfe aid to anyone Zivhlo becarnle W U, 1 1 stran e on t epat to eaven. we come t em wit , , ' all my heart. 4 Q Q ff . As I closed the gates, I beganreviewing in my mind the names of all those I had met that day. Now, v I thought that the whole class of forty-eight could ow have a reunion, whereupon, I called all my classmates b f together for a '48 reunion. Once again we lived our . Y S5 senior high days. The house rocked with shouts and laughter until St. Peter came in and bade up to disband. . . 1261