Cranwell Preparatory School - Bell Tower Yearbook (Lenox, MA)

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difficult, but we survived and settled down to fathom the Latin declensions and the ancient civilizations. The Autumn blessed us with Wonderful weather. We spent our afternoons exploring the nooks and cranies of the campus. Soon we felt ourselves old hands at the occurrences of the average Cranwell day. Our life was highlighted by the vivacious antics of Room 45. Mr. Grey, their prefect, later learned that such fracases were not uncommon. The third floor contributed its share to the general stock of amusements. On Sunday mornings we enjoyed free-for-alls between the Moslems and the Crusadersn. The turmoil usually ended in a lively pillow-fight until Fr. Moriarty came to the aid of his outnumbered Crusaders. Then a truce was called - until the following week-end. Mr. Shea supplied the impetus for the great Intramural Football rivalry. Each day teams clashed with all the vigor of collegiate gridders. The undefeated Rams captained by Jorge Cordova with John Comerford, Dick Cashman, Bry- ant Langmuir, Charlie Murphy and Jack Quinn, emerged victorious. Varsity Football was not without a Freshman representative. Peter Gillespie sparked the team with his admirable spirit. We might add in passing that our Freshman All-starsv defeated the invincible Sophomores two out of three games. When the Autumn had passed, we shifted into high gear. After Thanks- giving we felt that Cranwell just could not do without us. We had a part in everything, studies, sports, extracurricular activities and even Jug . We en- joyed nearly perfect participation in Intramural Basketball, even while lending some of our budding talent to the Varsity and Jayvees. Jorge Cordova and Jose Mendez, a south of the border combination, excelled on the hardwood court. Several more hardy souls braved the Berkshire cold to skim along the snowy slopes. Though our Christies were mediocre, we evidenced much promise at the Alpine sport. Every pleasure must end sometime. During January we added the terms Cramming and Blue Book to our growing vocabulary. The crisis of the Mid- year Examinations passed successfully and we began the second semester. The melting snows brought forth the Diamond enthusiasts. Much to Fr. Cunniff's perturbation, muddy foot prints marred the floors of St. Joseph's Hall. The racquet and golf fans treked to the clay courts and the fairways. In early May Parents, W'eek-End was in the limelight. Our mothers and fathers happily noted our maturity. We were well on the road to manhood. We were outstanding scholastically as well as athletically. Bill Coakley, Jorge Cordova and Bryant Langmuir were exempt from all exams with ninety averages. They left us a week early. The rest prepared for the final drive. It was with happiness and sorrow that we successfully completed this crucial year in our progress. Summer faded, and the first cool breezes of Autumn whispered welcome. Eagerly, we thrust shining keys into the locks of our new residence. Surveying Berchmans, now as upperclassmen, we breathed its rarified air in sophomoric splendor. There to greet us as only a corridor prefect can, stood our guardians- to-be, Fr. King, S. J., and Mr. Kennedy, hopefully reviewing the Old Boys and the newcomers. Among the latter appeared three denizens of the Empire State -Ed Considine, Elmira's pride and joy, and our impending President, Bill ui? XRHQ Page Tu enty-six , Q QL .1 A?

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Healy, the Babylon fur trader, and Bill Hickey, Larchmont's Old Reliable. Lee Bradley left Baltimore for the blustery Berkshires, and Long Jim Ruppe brought us shy folk songs from Lake Linden. While Vic Cieszynski traveled from New Britain to join the fold, Hartford's favorite son, Bob Shea, also made his appearance. The promising year began auspiciously with the usual three-day retreat. After we started on the daily classroom struggle, football took up most of our free time. Sophomores swarmed over both varsity and intramural gridirons. Pete Gillespie became a major hero when, despite size and sickness, he held down the Hrst string fullback berth. Perhaps the most spectacular play of the year was his ninety-seven yard run after having stolen the ball practically on the oppo- nent's goal line. Bob Mullane and Larry Eagan also enjoyed considerable success on the field, as did Man-Mountain Vogt and Charlie Murphy. The season came to a Htting climax when the frosh were crushed in two mighty battles, 27-6 and 25-O. Of course, the exciting Yankee-Dodger World Series provided the setting of another Stevenson-against-all Dodger-fans duel. We still remember how Marc raged when a year's supply of Yankee clippings mysteriously disappeared. For- tunately, they turned up a few days later. Winter arrived rather late and brought with it sleet, snow, shoveling, skating, basketball-and mid-years. There were a couple of crash landings, but no one was seriously hurt. We were slowly learning that things do have a serious side. Seriously, though, most of us enjoyed our studies. Geometry was the popular favorite, while History hnished a close second. It was about this time that Ray Murphy, the Woonsocket Irishman, made his debut. He proved a welcome addition to our roster. rf: c gnu ,f A 4 4' ST. JOSEPH'S HALL u6?HRf GD in E vaix i af 0 '19aQ'Q 57 .o h Page T11 enlx seven S. A f - 'Q SQ 5 QE, Y , - 4' H' g 'A 'iq gu gi rivl df 9