Bourne High School - Canal Currents Yearbook (Bourne, MA)

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Bourne High School Twenty-one GIRL Ernestine Swift Lois Tripp Ernestine Swift Mary Wallace Elaine Mitchell Regina Blackwell Gloria Gallerani Shirley Knight Lorraine Besse Patricia Sorenti Patricia Sorenti Lorraine Besse Cecily Grist Cecily Grist Gloria Gallerani Mary Wallace Irene Nightingale Patricia Sorenti Patricia Sorenti Gloria Gallerani Olive Kelley Mary Wallace Joan Draper Mary Wallace Elaine Mitchell SENIOR SUPERLATIVES Tallest Shortest Oldest Y oungest Best Dancer Most Talkative Most Dramatic Most Carefree Quietest Noisiest Best Athlete Best Dressed Most Ambitious Most Likely to Succeed Most Humorous Biggest Flirt Most Serious Most Popular Most Argumentative Best Leader Best Looking Cutest Most Musical Most Mischievous Most Sophisticated Most Dignified BOY Birl Jamrogowicz Stanley Gibbs Joe Sorenti Floyd Oakley Bob Holman Francis LaChapelle Francis LaChapelle Myron Perry Richard Harris Ronald Anderson Joe Sorenti Joe Sorenti James Dixon James Dixon Bob Holman Leonard Sylvia Barry O ' Rourke Stuart Small Myron Perry Stuart Small Stanley Gibbs Leonard Sylvia Richard Harris Myron Perry Richard Harris

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Twenty Canal Currents - 1951 KATHERINE MARY WALLACE Commercial Course March 26, 1934 Orchestra 1; Mixed Chorus 1, 2, 3; Cheerleader 3, 4; Secretary 1; Basketball 1, 2, 3; Tennis 2; Junior Prom Com- mittee 3; Halloween Party Committee 2. One of our spirited cheerleaders, Mary seems to think quite a lot of football players — Can be heard yelling the fellows on to victory in any game — She can be found with Monica and Joannie most of the time. Mary plans for a secretarial career and we know she’ll do well. It is good to be both merry and wise” ROBERT HOLMAN General Course August 23, 1932 President 1; Mixed Chorus 1; Boys’ Chorus 1; Basket- ball 1, 2, 3, 4; Football 1, 2, 3, 4; (Co-captain 4). Bobby’s personality will help him to go far in life — always happy-go-lucky and carefree, he seems to go through life with a song in bis heart and a grin on his face. He enjoys tinkering with his car and is one of the best all- around sports in the class. We know he’ll succeed in any- thing he may do! He will give the devil his due” ELAINE MITCHELL Commercial Course January 12, 1933 Mixed Chorus 1, 2, 4; Girls’ Chorus 1, 2, 4; Hockey 1; Junior Prom Committee 3. The female wolf of the class, Elaine is an ardent ad- mirer of the opposite sex — She can be found with Ernie and Irene — Enjoys dancing, bowling and historical novels. The roads that lead to Camp Edwards hold a fascination for Elaine (so does a certain M.P. ) — She plans to be a secretary. The world is my oyster ” MYRON IRVING PERRY Commercial Course October 8, 1933 Mixed Chorus 1; Boys’ Chorus 1; Librarian 3; Art 1, 2; Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4. Myron has a peculiar weakness for blondes and enjoys Miss Daly’s classes — He and Birl have gone through many a hardship together at lunch-time. Myron wants to become a sailor in the future — (probably have a blonde in every port! ) The man that blushes is not quite a brute ”

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Twenty-two Canal Currents 1951 OL £.J of an sQnri ( £)aij The gulls revolve and turn; They squawk morosely on the heavy evening air. Their calls re-echo a mile or more away, Then fade until, as a song with no more to say, They die and go, leaving a sigh which lingers. Heaven is streaked with gossamer clouds of pink, And jagged lines of yellow divide the sky like some old country fence posts guarding the horizon. A gray shadow falls over the world. A cobweb of clouds and evening sky covers the landscape. The sun becomes a mere red line, then fades from view. Now the air is still and heavy; Every noise is magnified a thousand times and more. A star, bright as a firefly at midnight, gleams in the firmament. Another and another shine forth until there are a multitude, which twinkle on the world below and show particles of heaven to us on earth, Who talk about such things, but never know. Night falls with only a whisper; A sheet of ink studded with jewels, And the gulls have winged their way nestward Long before things were endless as this. Gloria Gallerani, ’51