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

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in memoriam RUDOLPH CABRAL August 23, 1935 — March 22, 1952 In memory of one of our beloved classmates the Class of 1955 dedicates this page. Rudy Cabral passed away At only sixteen years. But he is with us every day In memories so dear. His hand we'll never touch again; His eyes we'll never see. We cannot alter in this life What was meant to be. He always had a smile. His enemies were few. He loved athletics and the out-of-doors; Good sportsmanship he knew. But the joys and pleasures of his life Were soon to fade away, For his Heavenly Father was to call him back On that sublime and tranquil day. March 22, 1952, Marked the dawn of his life anew. Although not with us these past few years. This humble tribute to him we pay. The memory of him will linger with us Especially on Graduation Day. 25

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JOSEPH V. VACCARO Joe — Industrial Arts He loved to play the game of ball, he gave his best, he gave his all. Most likely to be playing sports. Ambition: To succeed Football 9. 10, 11, 12; Basket-ball 9, 10; Executive Committee, 12; A.A. 10, 11, Vice President of the A.A. 12; Girl Crazy I, Joe Vaccoro, do hereby bequeath to my brother, Pat, my drivers' license so you can drive to school in the morning. Easy going ... 5 o'clock shadow . . . Mary ... his gang . , . 80 . . . those shoulders . . . I.A. Union MICHAEL JOSEPH VENDITUOLI Vend! - General Who never said a foolish thing? Most likely to be fishing or swimming. Ambition: To be like my grandfather Italian Club 10, 11; A.A. 10, 11, 12, Football 10, 11, 12, Base boll 10, 11, 12, Red Cross 10, 11, 12; Girl Crazy. I, Michael Vendituoli, do hereby bequeath to Joe Ruggerio my full grown beard and masculine build. Hope it makes you a man, Joe. Marie . . . football . . . blue Ford . . . Y.M.C.A. jitterbug MARIE EDNA VERMETTE Edna — College Preparatory Her round cheek, is like a sun-sweetened apple. Most likely to be dancing. Ambition: Nursing French Club 10, 11; Field Hockey 11, 12; Volleyball 11; Basketball 11; A.A. 10, 11, 12; Gym Exhibition 11. I do hereby bequeath to Herbie Jones an address he has waited for, for a long time. Have fun with it, Herbie. Strawberry blond . . . rosy cheeks . . . canteen . . . Paul . . . muffled sneeze PATRICIA ANN VOllARO Pat — Household Arts My vigor is a new-minted penny. Most likely to be dancing. Ambition: Practical nursing Hockey 10, 11, 12; Volleyball 10, 11, 12; Basketball 10, 11, 12; Softball 10, 11, 12; A A 10, 11, 12; Jr. Red Cross 9; Twirling 10; Gym Exhibition 10, 11, 12. I, Patricia Vollaro, do hereby bequeath to my cousin Marion Bothelo my ability to get along with Miss Sisson. Use it wisely, Buzzyl Vivacious . . . that wardrobe . . . bubbly . . . sociable . . . full of fun . . . Bryant WILLIAM FRANCIS XAVIER Bill — General I have been a stranger in a strange land. Most likely to be swimming. Ambition: U. S Army Portuguese Club 10, 11; Gym Team 10, 11, 12; A.A. 12. I, William Xavier, do hereby bequeath to Lou Sansone 10,000 of my specially well-developed freckles. Wavey hair . . . Kingsmen . . . quiet . . . Little Hunk . . . the gang . . girl shy WALTER DEVERE YOUNG Walt — College Preparatory And they said women hod the last word Most likely to be arguing. Ambition: Higher education French Club 10, 11; A.A. 10, 11, 12; Gym Exhibition 11; R. I. Choral Festival 11, 12. I do hereby- bequeath to my sister, Abbie, my ability to confuse Mr. Carlson daily in Chemistry Class. Eccentric ways . . . dry humor . . . conversationalist . . , dirty bucks . . . remarks in Chemistry 24

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First row, left to right: S. Motrone, J. Ferreira, N. Mascena, E. Anderton Second row, left to right: Miss Bullock, M. Trainor, J. Furtado, R. Poiva, J. Vaccaro, M. A. MorobeHo senior class officers President Vice President Secretary Treasurer Santa Motrone James Ferreira Edith Anderton Nancy Mascena EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE John Furtado — Robert Paiva Joseph Vaccaro Marklyn Trainor — Mary Ann Marabello Advisor Miss E. Doris Bullock class history It is June, 1980, the year that Bristol is celebrating its three hundredth anniversary and at which time the Class of 1955 is holding its twenty-fifth reunion. While sitting on the train, I kept glancing nervously at my watch, hoping that I wouldn't be late. I closed my eyes for a few minutes, and then heard the conductor call out, Bristol, Rhode Island; last stop; all out! With a start I opened my eyes and saw a modern railroad station in a very familiar location — the foot of Franklin Street. I hurried up to Hope Street and then to my Alma Mater. Several others were trying to gain access to the building at the same time as I. Could these distinguished businessmen and matronly women that were crowding the entrance be the same shy and awkward sophomores of only twenty-five years ago? How the memories crowded through my mind as I shook hands with my classmates. Then I heard someone call out my name and ask if I would read the class history that I had written. As I glanced at the paper the words before me brought back many happy moments. It was September again and time to get back to the old grind, but this year there was much excitement and anticipation about it. Yes, today would be our first day in the Bristol Senior High School. We loitered near the entrance and then found our home rooms, and were directed to the Auditorium where we heard our principal, Mr. Burke, explain rules and regulations that were to be followed. Our officers elected for the year were: President, Charles Ouellette; Vice President, Santa Motrone; Secretary, Theresa Mello; Treasurer, Anthony DuPont. The following were members of the executive committee: Marguerite Rebello, Madeline Rose, Nancy Mascena, and Dorothy Cavallaro. We settled down to our work and then in January the nervous tension of examinations began again. The dreaded word was on every tongue and in every mind — midyears. After the ordeal, days passed quickly and May finally arrived. Then it was time for the Sophomore Hop, a dance sponsored by the Sophomore Class. The next month came, bringing with it finals and summer vacation. September came again all too soon and we returned to school to start the second year of the best years of our lives. The officers elected to represent our class were: President, James Ferreira; Vice President, John Furtado; Secretary, Mary Buckley; Treasurer, Nancy Mascena. Members of the executive committee were: Jerome Simmons, Dorothy Cavallaro, Edward Cunard, Santa Matrone, Marguerite Rebello, and Anthony DuPont. We began our regular activities, attending football and basketball games, dances and parties until March. Then everyone began talking about whom they were going with, what they wre wearing, etc. Yes, to the Junior Prom. The dance was held April 30 26