Enfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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The Enfield Echo 9 and Irene for Ipana Tooth Paste. After a second helping of blue- berry pie made by the famous chef, Jean Finch, I realized time was growing short, so I decided to leave. On the way out, I bought a newspaper to see what was going on outside our country. I turned to the page where that renowned foreign correspondent, Edward Allen writes his column. He told of the success that Bar- bara Carenzo’s new concerto met with in Vienna. Eddie also described how David Bridge was organizing a C.A.P. for the youth of Paris. Back at La Guardia Airport I met Phyllis Miller, now a test pilot for those new plastic planes with nylon linings, and aboard her plane was the lovely hostess, Jean Francis. I decided to stop at West Point and see my two friends. Ken- neth Hapgood who led their snappy military band, and Eugene Girard, who was the Physical Education Instructor. Those boys were doing a grand job at the Academy. In a few minutes I was over the gold dome of the nation’s capitol. Here Doris Blaney was the current news, for she was go- ing to be our country’s first woman president. Her business man- ager was that great politician, Priscilla Birdsall, with Lillian But- ton head of the ICUBAEQP bureau. While talking to our future president she told me that Richard Zawada was recently made Dean of Harvard. I also met Alice Starr, hostess at a social given in honor of Miss Blaney, and Marjorie Sauer, the guest speaker. She gave a review of the year’s best seller, “How to Study,” which had been recently written by a well-known novelist, Wanda Zaczynski. Also here was America’s most famous artist and her latest paintings; the work of Jean McCracken. Leaving the tea, I entered that wonderful new building established for the study of criminal psychology by Ruth Bradley, assisted by her efficient sec- retary, Hazel Lee. By this time I grew tired of city life and decided to leave on a cruise over that bounteous farm land of Connecticut. I was passing over some of that colorful country which looked so invit- ing, I decided to land. Whom do you suppose were the owners of this rich soil? None other than those scientific farmers, Henry Curry and John Labis. These boys were really making headlines with a chicken that lays 10-pound eggs and a cow that gives 40 quarts of milk a day. They gave me a slice of watermelon which was 16 feet long and seedless! Just about now I began to get tired so I hopped on my carpet and began whizzing around—

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8 The Enfield Echo CLASS PROPHECY Part 1 (By Ernestine Bourque) It was June, 1955. Something wonderful happened today! I borrowed an original magic carpet designed by Russell Maylott and manufactured by the Bigelow Sanford Carpet Co., in the great metropolis of Thompsonville. Since it was commencement week, memories of high school days returned and I thought of an exciting adventure! 1 would fly around the world and see what my former classmates were doing. I called the magic words and —I was off!! Now to see who’s who from the Class of 45. After cruising about an hour, the lights of New York City caught my eye, so I parked my carpet in La Guardia Airport and took a taxi up-town. Well, there I was in little old New York, just in time for the famous night life. What did I see dazzling before me? Why it was the Coco-banana, owned by none other than Billy Lynch. I decided to go in and say “hello.” Entering the door, I recognized the sweet but sizzling music of Chick Parakilas’s or- chestra. His band was featured in “Tune In” magazine last month. I thought I’d look around and see if I could spot any celeb- rities. Whom should I see but Corinne Mercik! I heard that she had won an Oscar for her superb acting as “Fuffy” in “Jr. Miss” for GMG. I hailed the head waiter and to my amazement it was Billy Robinson all decked out in a black and yellow striped tuxedo. He gave me a table next to some famous Conover Models, three beautiful girls, my former classmates, Adeline Farrick, Jeanette Mercier, and Irene Whiteley. I learned from them that Adeline models for Miss Hattie Carnegie, Jeanette for Dream Shampoo, Those who were outstanding in sports were Gaetani, Buscemi, Girard, Secondo, Sokol, Mankus, Hunt, Golon, and Adamcheck. Among those who left oUr class to join the Armed Services are the names of George Thomson, Samuel Scavotto, James Misuraca, Nicholas Gaetani, Eugene Girard, Kenneth McNiven, Donald Golon, Edward Falkowski and John Labis. They will always be honored and respected both by the school and by us their classmates. Tonight we, the graduating class of 1945, are on the threshold of life. Many of the “men” here tonight will soon join the others in the services of our country. Therefore, we here give thanks to Enfield and its teachers both for the four glorious years we have had here and also for the splendid opportunities given to prepare for the Future.

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10 The Enfield Echo Part II (By Josephine Viola) It’s really fun flying through all these soft feathery clouds! I guess I had better stop for a while though. I can just make out the office of Buster Angelica, founder of the nationally talked- about Clippy Barber’s Association, whose main purpose is to pro- mote ways of saving the customer’s ear from being clipped off. I mounted the carpet again and saw a shining yellow Pullman whizzing by, carrying Miss Marian Aratti on a tour of the coun- try for new hair styles to present in her style revue coming up soon in California. What’s this? Well, right now I am looking at the illustrious Oskalcosebrain University, and 1 seem to make out that great explorer and head hunter, Nicholas Gaetani, heading an expedition to the dangerous Bungali country in Africa. He is on the mysterious search for purple rabbits—without ears. Stand- ing by are his two distinguished European scientists, Jennie Krawiec and Helen Bonk, just returned from the jungles of Borneo. I glided through many large cities, and noticed the tall colorful buildings, but as I reached New York, my eyes rested on the famed Metropolitan Opera House. I was just in time for Miss Ernestine Bourque to give me a free pass to her debut at the Opera House, singing in ‘“Gardenia of the Danube.” It’s surprising how many of our small town friends have settled down in New York. Oh dear! 1 didn’t fly high enough! I collided right into the high top of Rockefeller Center. Now that I’m here, I may as well look around. I descended the roof and I heard some exquisite music coming from the stage of Radio City, so I quietly peeked in, and whom should I see but Ruth Blackmore and Barbara King, among the celebrated Rockettes. What graceful dancers they make! Aft- er leaving their delightful performance, I flew to the streets and' lights of Broadway. I saw a striking purple and red polka dotted car waiting for that new editor of Charm Magazine, Louise Egan. At this moment she is expected at the president’s party. She is dressed for the occasion in a dashing mink and ermine gown, ex- clusively designed by that fashionable dress designer from Paree —Madame Carmel-Christi. By the way, Carmel married a Ru- manian baron and is now debating whether she will have enough room to live in a 3,000 room mansion. (I think she will manage). After all this traveling I think it is about time I stopped in to get a bite to eat. I found myself in front of the Hotel New Yorker, so I decided to visit the swank terrace room, remembering it from our class trip in 1945. Here to my surprise, I met the two lovely hostesses, Peggy Cole and Catherine La Joie. Together we reminisced old times. They told me that Allan Decker dis- covered oil in Oklahoma, and is now top oil millionaire in the United States. They advised me to hurry, so I would be in time to see some of my former classmates at the Faldorf-Castoria roof.