Case High School - Chief Yearbook (Swansea, MA)

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Donald McCann remained the Commanding Officer until, while on the high seas, his transfer to another ship necessitated our calling for a new Skipper in mid-year. Robert Douglas, as the choice of the crew, filled the vacancy most competently. Raymond Chadwick retained his post as Executive Officer, while Barbara Horton became our new Yeoman, and Anthony Waring was rated Purser. The Class of ’46 , now being the most seasoned ship on the blue waters at Case, took full command with orders full speed ahead”. The last stretch of the journey before us, we looked to our Fleet Commander, Miss Sullivan, for advice. Robert Douglas, our proven Captain, spurred us on to one of our great undertakings, the trip to New York on March 19, 1946. Barbara Horton continued keeping the log while Anthony Waring became Executive Officer. Albert Sunderland, the Purser, by redoubled efforts, increased our cargo to a mentionable height. Although the log records only facts, the in¬ cidentals that are unforgettable will be treasured by the entire crew. As we are promoted to higher ships, which sail on broader seas, we thank Mr. Chace, our Commander-in-Chief”, all our Admirals, the Faculty, and Miss Sullivan, our Fleet Commander, for navigating our ship so expertly. There will be a moment of sadness this June when the Class of ’46 is decommissioned. The sight of brighter horizons will resign us to the fact that— The best is yet to be”. In saying farewell, we place our destiny in the hands of the Greatest Navigator of all, our Ford. Elinor Fenon

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In September, 1942, the school ship, Class of ’46’’, slid down the ways at Case High as she started on her maiden voyage—compliment filled. Be¬ coming accustomed to our new routine, we proved seaworthy sailors. During the call to quarters, the fifth Monday after the formal launching, we, the crew, welcomed Thomas Horgan as our Skipper, Raymond Chadwick as Executive Officer, Joan Baer as Yeoman 1st Class, and Betty Anne Tray- nor as Purser. Mr. Bannister who did an excellent job, became our Fleet Commander. In April, ’43, we took on at a dance the first portion of the cargo which we needed in order to reach New York. The coordination of forces, in true military fashion, gave us a confident feeling that we would succeed in our journey. On the second lap of our cruise, in September ’43 the position of Fleet Commander passed to Miss Sullivan who has since guided us wisely. With a Penny Sale and a Christmas Dance, the crew logged this year as progressive. With the aid of Raymond Chadwick, Executive Officer; Joan Baer, Yeoman; and Bertha Lassig, Purser; Donald McCann, our Captain, led us surely to our large port, June. As we ascended in rank, we took to our posts with hearty spirit. Our crew combined with the Sophomores in undertaking The Country Store . Fleet Commanders, Miss Sullivan and Mr. Stackpole, by their winning efforts, made Case history when more money was brought in then than had ever been realized previously.

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A nostalgic lump came into my throat as I caught my first glimpse of Fall River after an absence of many years. She truly represented the hills of home”; and, even though she boasted of no skyscrapers, her buildings seemed majestic and regal as they proudly faced the calm blue water. My destination was the Hotel Mellen where I was to stay during this brief business trip. After I had unpacked and showered, it was almost dinner time; and I was eager to catch up on the news of old friends. I dialed Tony Waring’s number, for I really felt mentally in need of his cherry smile. He was more than glad to hear from me, and he decided to leave for the Mellen at once. While waiting for his arrival, I sat in the lounge and thought back to CaseHighSchool days. Laughingly, I remembered Joe Sullivan and his desire to be constantly on the move; I recalled Euvrard and his forgetfulness, Horgan and his pranks, and Sunderland and his re¬ newed spirit after the New York trip. At tliis point, a blustery hello was roared into my ear, and Waring himself was shaking hands with me. After unusually prolonged preliminaries, we adjourned to the main dining room, ordered delicious steaks, and proceed¬ ed to chat like gossiping old women. Tony, I knew, had a fine law practice; but I was unaware that he was now aspiring to a judgeship. He told me that Helen Psyz was his secretary and that she did an excellent job keeping his notes up to date. Tell me about other members of our class,” I eagerly requested. All right,” said Tony, enjoy your steak; and Fll relate the news.” Joe Sullivan and Billy Burke,” he commenced, manage Webco Garage and are contemplating retiring Mr. Crosson from business. Abbott Wood operates Wood’s Dairy and has recently concocted a new beverage.” You know, of course,” said Tony, that Mr. Chace is the new Com¬ missioner of Education and is renowned for his progressive ideas in the field of learning. He was a great principal, wasn’t he? Miss Reagan is Dean of Girls at Wellesley and is beloved by each individual student there.” That’s great news,” I said; for they certainly deserve the very best. Continue your recital.” Let me think,” pondered Tony, There were so many of us, and the ' years do make changes. Betty Anne Traynor is a physiotherapist, located in Providence; Grace Williams and Eleanor Isherwood are secretaries at the