Clinton High School - Memorabilia Yearbook (Clinton, MA)

Page 20 text:

Report cards came again, but we had learned to prepare alibis in anticipation of the trend toward red ink. We sailed the stormy sea of mid-years once more and managed to dock successfully, back in home port. Our chance for victory came in that year's Interclassg we took it, made the most of it, and came out the victor. Not Quite Such a Goose was the name of that memorable production. That yearis Prom was, as proms always are, the highlight of the Clinton High School year. We enjoyed it immensely, noting every detail, for the next Iune would bring our opportunity to demonstrate to the other classes just what we thought a real prom should be. The First few days of our Iunior Year found us guilty of that age-old crime of belittling the Freshman. We tackled our studies with confidence, for we'd learned that they weren't so hard . . . at least not too hard. When election day arrived, we showed our appreciation of the splendid work accomplished by our Sophomore officers . . . we re-elected the same four. A crack football team walked away with another Midland League Championship! Can we forget that playoff game with Milford? Overshoes, several pairs of woolen socks, ski pants, the warmest mittens we could find. We shivered in the stands while the team fought bravely and literally snowed them under. Mid-years and the Interclass passed uneventfully. We were all beginning to feel eager to start to work on the plans for the Prom. We prepared decorations weeks in advance and when that day of days rolled around the Class of 1941 took over the Clinton Town Hall. Hammers, pins, scotch tape, ladders, rope, wire, and wooden diploma frames . . . all these, with the noise and bustle of the eager workers, gave visitors to the town offices reason to think they had entered the wrong building. Gradually everything fell into place in readiness for the biggest and best Prom Clinton High has ever known. From the moment when the orchestra-Tommy Grant's-played the first note of The Wind and the Rain in Your Hair, to start the dancing, right to the last note of the last dance, the evening was everything a Prom could be . . . colorful, enjoyable . . . just plain marvelous. Our Senior year . . . same old school . . . same old corridors . . . but new difficulties . . . new worries as to how to keep up our past record. One new officer came forth to lead us: Leo Battista, President. That fall saw an-other Championship team further Clinton's fame as a strong football power. Our Senior Show stands out as the most memorable event of the first half of the year, Whoa Grandmalj' its name . . . Mr. Gordon, its director. A delightful story and a splendid performance will mark it as one of the best in the history of the school. This is the last half of our last year at Clinton High. Our History Circle, Tau Sigma, French Circle, and Shorthand Circle have been in full swing for over a month. Strange sounds have been reaching our ears from the direction of Room 16 as the orchestra and class prepare for graduation. Everything is building up to the climax of four years of high school life . . . Senior Week. As we find a moment to pause and rest, we let our thoughts wander back . . .back to that bright day in September, four years ago. Have we accomplished what we set out to accomplish? Have we done our best to help C. H. S. whenever we could . . . to help '41 . . . to help ourselves? Perhaps we have, in some small measure, at least. But our days of helping Clinton High are not over . . . not if we uphold its standards . . . not if we try to be true representatives of our alma mater in the days Beyond Tomorrow. 16

Page 19 text:

.......'..-.,.e.:: . .. ,,,,X,,Y., W,.......Nw..... K ., M., ,..,.....W..... -.......-..... am., 1 ,A

Page 21 text:

LEO BATTISTA, President MADELEINE Molmx, Vffl'-Pl'C'5I'l1'L'l7l Class Officers MARIE CONNELLY, SC'C1'flH1'y- FRED Kmnfss, Treasurer 17