Classical High School - Classic Myths Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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ll It .l U N ll l C 'I' ll ll l' g..,,A - 5 MARY E. SALMON Looking back on our stay at Classical, I am reminded of a three-act play, with all of us comprising the cast and Mr. Couming as our able director. lt was September, l957. The scene was the school auditorium. The stage was set, the lights were glaring, and our hearts were pounding. There we sat, a little nervous, feeling very much like strangers after the comfortable security we had enioyed as competent performers at our former schools. The curtain was about to go up on a new way of life for us. As we wandered through the halls those first few weeks, we wondered what the Juniors and Seniors could possibly be referring to by remarks like They're getting smaller every year . As the football season approached they began to appreciate us more, especially when Jerry Kahn began to make those touchdowns. We were soon struggling with geometry theorems and gathering biology specimens. Many of us attend- ed the football games and cheered with spirit when Salatubie scored. When the Argus was distributed at the end of November, we gazed with pride at our names and addresses in black and white, and felt that we had really arrived. As sophomores we made bi-weekly treks to gym classes. lt was on the floor of the YWCA that Carol LeBlanc and Ellie Lemay gave their most outstanding performances. We girls still Cherish the memories of gym, from which we often emerged with straggly hair and aching muscles, to trudge back to school through rain, snow or sun. Our first social affair was the Variety Show, Around The World, in which Lewis Hahn first appeared. When our first term at Classical drew to a close, we greeted with condescension the new arrivals to our ranks, little realizing that among them were Phyllis Romanoff and Susan Singer, future graduation speakers. In March, Bobby Bachrach's exhibition on electroluminesence won first prize at the Classical Science Fair. Spring came to our campus, Mr. McKinley sported a fresh pansy every day. We turned out in large numbers to view the Senior Play, The Barretts of Wimpole Street. When the E list was published, we learned that Harriet Glickman was the first one of us to have achieved a 5 rating. Sue Cotton, Sue Lieberman, and Ruth Ann Casdin decided to lend their tennis skills to the Girls Tennis Team, while Carol Foley, Linda Bates, Gayle Wackell, Peggy Mitchell, and Carol Odabas'ian joined the cheerleaders. Finally the last week of school was upon us. Much to our satisfaction we realized that we had survived the ordeal. When the applause died down, we found that we were ready for the second act. As Juniors, we found Mr. Couming installed as our new principal and Mr. Cravedi as his assis- tant. The brisk fall of i958 gave us determina- tion to make our iunior year memorable. Our first class elections made Dwayne Lehigh, presi- dent, Jane Mahoney, vice-president, Joanne Chafetz, secretary, and Tim Henrion, treasurer. Beth Hutchins made us all a bit envious when she began to travel to Dartmouth for weekends. We were puzzled to find that Patti Sullivan's biology assignments included modelling in Elm Park. A new name appeared in the Argus, as Tom Sneery kept us informed of the athletic activities of our classmates. Carol Tash was named cap- tain of the Girls Veeblefetzer team and Judy Porter captained the Girls Knitting team. Harvey Boss, we read, received a solid gold Pepsi-Cola bottle when he bowled on television. ln January we attended the Variety Show, A Touch of Seasoning, and decided that Judy Fairbanks made an excellent mistress of ceremo- nies. To prove how versatile our talents were, George Lemay and Sandra Salman won gold keys in the Scholastic Art Awards.

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l'llllt'lllEl t' .lIlllllEt U DONALD GRANT We are pleased, this afternoon, to welcome our parents, our teachers and our friends to these, our 1960 Class Day exercises. We hope that you will enjoy our ceremonies. Shortly we shall be departing from these familiar halls, in which, for the past three years, we have devoted our time and our efforts to studies, to sports and to many other activities. We have enioyed these experiences and we are sad to realize their end. Through these happy fruitful years we have glided contentedly, not willing to acknowledge their shortness. We are now awakened by our impending departure. Within the next few days we shall take our leave of many teachers and students. We shall, however, take with us a grateful realization of the excellent preparation afforded us by our fine, understanding faculty. Our parents should feel some pride for having guided us so lovingly through these important years. We now know that the time is at hand for the practical application of our knowledge. Whether we venture immediately into the business world or enter colleges or professional schools, success shall now, more than ever, rest in our hands alone. We ourselves look ahead with hope and with confidence. We wish our lives to iustify the concern shown by our parents and our teachers. Along with a seriousness of purpose we have gained many memories which we shall cherish. Our class functions, the sports events, and the informal parties we shall recall with nostalgia. In time we shall number these among our happiest years. Our lives see many partings such as these and we must accept them as inevitable but not final. Apart or together we shall all be bound by our common experience -tireless old Classical High School.

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,GLM l'lt lllll lllillllolllv if ' 4 In January, the Basketball team brought glory to Classical by defeating the arch-rival North in a thrilling game. Billy Attridge was an outstanding player on the team. On the feminine side, Jane Hula-hoop Casdin had become the sensation of the Girls Basketball Team. Under the direction of Betsy Fulder and Butch Boucher, the Junior Prom Committee began to prepare for the prom. The dance, held at the Italian-American Club on March 6, was the highlight of our iunior year. We were sorry to lose Betsy later in the year when she moved to California. ln April, the musical organizations presented their annual Spring Concert, to which many of us lent our talent. Dwayne Lehigh and Ernie Waxman shone as soloists. We bravely took the trial College Boards and National Merit Examination in May, and emerged dazed, pray- ing for an increase in intelligence over the summer months. i959 was the year for our tennis team, which proceeded to capture the Western Massachusetts championship. Dick Emmons was a semi-finalist in the competition. One rainy day in June, we held our iunior picnic at Lincoln Woods in Rhode Island. All who attended were relieved when the weather cleared. l guess we know who made the biggest splash that day. At graduation exercises the Harvard Book Prize was awarded to Richard Clarke and the Aletheia Award to Mary Coakley. The departure of one Senior left Rachel Feinsilver blue, but the rest of us were elated to realize that at last we could be called the grand old Seniors . That summer Martha Sawyer studied science at the Saint Mark's Summer School and Bobby Bachrach attended Thayer Academy, while Barbie Golden, Natalie Rubin and David Free- man toured the country. To start the third act of our play with a bit of formality, we elected as senior officers Donald Grant, Penny Osborn, Sue Lindquist and Richie Silver. We applied to colleges and shared the anxiety of waiting to hear of ac- ceptance or reiection. We dodged the class treasurer as each installment of dues was announced. We agonized together over Chem- istry quizzes, and hopefully we underwent the College Boards. Honor was heaped upon us when Margie Powell was named a finalist in the National Merit Scholarship Competition. Tobe Carey was our representative for Good Government Day in the state capital. In the Scholastic Art Awards, Ruth Ettine received a gold key, while Nancy Harney, Ginny Tsouros, Marilyn Isaacson, and Marion Perlman won honorable mention. In January we presented the Senior Hop, Beatnik Bengals , the beat for which was provided by Bill S71arfman's iazz combo . After February vacation the tanned faces of Judy Ravelson and Larry Opert were in sharp contrast to the rest of us who had not been in Florida. Our Variety Show, Let There Be Music, drew as big a crowd as ever. Under the expert direction of Ronnie Hamburger, Emilie Roy, and Gayle Wackell, an outstanding show was produced. Can any of us ever forget the sight of the graceful football players in their powdered wigs and flowing skirts, dancing the minuet? Spring brought the Senior Play, distribution of our photographs to our many admirers, base- ball, and, of course, spring fever. With growing excitement, we began to prepare for the climax of our play. And now, as we celebrate Class Day, the end is very close. We are beginning a week of festivities unequalled previously in our high school years. The ioy and frivolity of the Senior Prom and the quiet dignity and grandeur of graduation will combine to form an overwhelm- ing finale. When the curtain has gone down, our places will soon be filled by another Senior class, but we will take into the world of adulthood the satisfaction of a performance well done. We leave with one thing in mind, that we have traveled a road filled now with memories that will remain - - always in our hearts.