Bristol High School - Green and White Yearbook (Bristol, RI)

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REYNOLDS. When there is trouble brewing “Governor just tucks our diminutive President under his arm and everything is under control. Well, well! The crowd is still shouting over in the Bristol Stadium. The baseball game must be almost over. There comes the coach out on the field. It’s VINCENT SANTO, and how the crowd cheers, for after all. he is the man behind the scene. Yes, coach Santo even showed promise as a lad but—help! fellows help! Oh excuse me gents. Just reminiscing. Ah! Singapore. WILLIAM F. CONLEY, 40 0 s) fc) (General Course) Two months vacation. Where will I go? What will I do? I have it. an airplane tour around the world. My first stop was the Metropolitan Opera House. As 1 walked in. the lights dimmed and then giggles were heard. No wonder, for furiously shaking his fists at the orchestra, sounding squeaky and unstrong, was JOK RUSSO, trying his best to put his so-called “hash” together. Next came a singer, trying to reach “triple C I'll be! It’s none other than MARGARET REMIERES holding her head high, as usual. After that experience. I was anxious to see more and decided to visit a night club. Upon entering, the floor show was going on and out came a balloon dancer. Why. no one else but JEAN MAI.AFRONTH, trying her best to hang on to the balloons, which were dragging her all around the floor. After this came the act of Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy. My, but look at them. SYLVESTER FIDALGO with his three-inch mustache, holding on his lap BENNY PECKHAM. who is smoking a cigar almost twice as big as he. The next day I visited the fair when I heard these words, “Come one. come all. see the most celebrated cow-puncher.” A little curious. I entered and lo and behold! a tall, dark young man. dressed in cowboy clothes, surrounded by admiring women was FRANK CAIZZI. (no doubt telling them another of his yarns). Same old Frank. As I started to walk on. a car came whizzing by. then a crash. I rushed to the scene and saw RALPH MARASCO and ORLANDO PANSA sprawled out in the wrecked car. singing “Sweet Adeline”. Ahem, victims, no doubt! Yes—speed victims! Next I saw a young man showing some ladies around the Aquacade. Do my eyes deceive me? WILLIAM ANDERTON? Well. well. I always knew he wasn’t as shy as he looked. To my right, lazily fanning himself with a flower was RAYMOND THOMAS. I wonder if lie’s trying to imitate Ferdinand? Same old Raymond. Well, look over there; a crowd gathering around someone standing on a soapbox. Of all things, it’s GAETANO PARELLA trying to sell hair tonic. No wonder there were so many “moons shining in the crowd. As I turned to go. I noticed a familiar face in the crowd. Why yes. it’s ELEANOR SOLDANO and with her arc six cute children, an ideal wife. Whose? That’s telling! Twelve o’clock noon, and I started to go to the restaurant across the street when two girls passed by.. They were clad in nurses’ uniforms rnd—why they’re LEAH FIORE and MARY BISBANO. Oh! To be sick! I’m glad they’re succeeding. As I took a seat in a cafeteria, a cute waitress came toward me. accompanied by a man. Oh. it is LOUISE IASIELLO and ALBERT VASCONCELI.AS. He's the owner of the restaurant, and one to be proud of too. Louise. the hostess, there. After lunch I went to a vaudeville. When I was seated the announcer said. “Ladies and Gentlemen. Here are two tongue-twisters. “Oister and Toister”. But look, it's JOSEPHINE CELONE and CATHERINE PANTE. My! They sure arc good. Then came the specialty, the 1950 jitterbuggers. called “Flipsy and Flopsy”. Say. but they do look familiar. Of course, it’s GEORGE FELIX and ALBINA FASANO. My. but they sure can step. Albina, all smiles, as usual! Upon coming out. I saw a slender young lady roughly sketching some conspicuous person in the crowd.. Doesn't she look familiar? Yes. it's SHIRLEY HEILHECKER, the famous cartoonist. Hmin. I’m glad she followed that career. Roaming some more, I bumped into someone and started to excuse myself when I 9

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noticed ROSE SECURO, with a rolling pin in her hand, running after her husband. He's in the dog house, no doubt, thought I. Who? Oh. look! Two policemen going toward that crowd. I wonder if someone's hurt. Why no. it’s two men firmly boasting about their strength. Say. 1 know them. They're COSMO CASTIGLIEGO and HERBERT EISENSTADT. Same old pair! What's that mumbling Well, as I live and breathe, it's MURIEL FISKE. graciously reciting lines from Longfellow to a certain man. Hmm, I wonder. My it’s getting late. I must he getting on. Say, look at that girl coming down the street. Isn’t she quaint? Oh. it's JOSEPHINE TURILLO—now the owner of a home for destitute cats. Now. look at those Parisian creations! Stunning! Who’s the designer? Why. it’s MARION MARSHALL. Our quiet little Marion. Now, who is that on the sideline? Why say, it’s RUTH ALGER. A hostess on the latest De Luxe Plane. What a swell looking hostess. And cheerful! Well, 1 don’t blame her. do you? And that man in uniform! Don't tell me! Rut it is—NORMAN BELMORE; an admiral—Will wonders never cease ! There, home at last, and 1 must say that it’s been a wonderful experience to have seen all of my classmates again. I who stayed quietly at home and studied to he a nurse. ROSANNA SAVINO, 40 0 0 0 (Commercial Course) The other day I was talking to Professor Jones, and he told me about his new invention. a space ship that would go into the future in any date predicted. Naturally I had heard about absurd things as this, hut I never actually thought it to be true, hut you know me. I’ll try anything once. So, we started on our journey into the year of 1950. I thought this was a good chance to see what my classmates would be doing. To my surprise, the space ship was heading toward Mars, and I could sec two large red spots shining on each side of it. but as I came nearer. I saw none other than IRENE HEAD and MARGARET GREENE. “So it was their hair that caused the red glow and to think scientists were wondering what ft was! I waved to them, but they just pointed toward their king, who was none other than NATALE CANDELMO. He always did go for leadership, and he finally reached the top. Directly beside him were two guards. Why! as I live and breathe, they are the two ASCOLI brothers. Well, at last they agree. I was about to say goodby when I heard music, and in came a parade of dancers. At the head of them was our little dancer. GILDA SILVIA. She is still at it. I knew someday her dancing would be fit for a king. There arc es pccially two dancers who are really fascinating, and who should they be but MADELINE CANIZ-ZARO and HELEN RODERICK, as slim as can be. Take a hint girls. Don’t go on i diet. they say. Just jitterbug and grow trim. A few more dancers came in but. they soon vanished. Finding no other old acquaintances, we soon headed for Venus, where we were greeted by a charming lady whom we soon recognized as ROSE DIAS, but she soon forgot me and was engrossed in that shorthand hook. My. hut that book must be worn to threads. But. as I went farther into the Planet. I heard queer noises, and looked for the cause of this chatter. There I saw a young girl trying to play the drums, and having a difficult time of it at that. It was MARION LANGELLO. If she can’t beat him. she might as well beat something. And who is that doing a sailor dance? It’s none other than our old friend. JOSEPH CARDOZA. So. he finally joined the Navy. I can hear a voice, resembling a Nightingale, accompanied by a piano player. My. what a team LAWRENCE PERRY, and LYDIA GAR I STA. make. Well, our visit at an end. we soon found ourselves on Jupiter. We landed beside a crowd of people who were cheering. Were those cheers for me? Oh. I see. They were cheering for the second Corrigan. NICHOLAS MANCIERI. There he goes, again breaking another record in speed. But. who is that sweet little girl throwing flowers at him? Why it’s my little pal. LAURA FRANCIS. Still at it I-aura? More cheers ring through the air. Another record has been shattered, but who is it this time? Why, it’s ANNA CAVALLARO. She really made a flight from Earth to Jupiter in 59 minutes. 11