Essex Agricultural and Technical Institute - Aggie / Maple Yearbook (Hathorne, MA)

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We, the girls of the Class of 1957, as we leave these Halls of Learning dispose of certain precious possessions as follows------ Sandy Starrett bequeaths her curls to Millie who may have need for them. Maggie Marcoux leaves a generous share of ‘‘boy friend’’ troubles to anyone fortunate enough not to have any. Linda Trembley will give her book ‘‘How to Scrape Up Credits to Graduate’’ to anyone who has need of it. Chris Fowler confers upon Merrilyn Cook her quiet attentiveness in class. Anne Gates gives her ability to get along with the teachers to Judy Sharpe. Barbara Williams bequeaths her quiet sense of humor to Phyllis Craig. Cynthia French leaves her gentle shyness to Eleanor Focht. Lorraine Feilteau’s dimples are to be divided between Rea Burns and Eleanor Rockwell. Pat Clow leaves her artistic talent to next year’s Poster Committee. Virginia Lord’s book ‘‘How to Hold a Man’’ will be deposited in the Homemaking Library as a reference for whoever needs it. Ruth Hackett gives her excess weight to Mable Rogers. Carol Alaskiewicz leaves her ability to get A’s to everyone who finds it hard. Sandra Viles relinquishes her seat in Tommy’s car to no one. Mary Burgess leaves her ability to speed without getting caught to anyone who hasn’t learned the trick. To the Faculty we leave only pleasant memories of the Class of 1957

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Barbara (Barb) Williams William A. (Chief) Wood 145 Dayton St. Danvers 138 Bridge St. » Beverly ‘‘Pleasure and action make the hours ‘‘Our cute little Marine’’ seem short’’ Member of F.F.A.eF.F.A, Executive Committee Vice President F.F.A, « Vice President Horticultural Clube President Horticultural Clube Chairman Christmas Greens Shows Chairman Orchestra Committee «+ Football Favorite subject: Handcraft Activities: Chairman F.H.A. Members ship Com. Sr. Yr. Queen’s Court, Jr. Yr. Butman Prize Jr. Yr.e Cafeteria Helper Jr. and Sr. Yr. MmeASS OF '95 SENIOR TWO-YEAR STUDENTS Left to right First row: P. Foulkes, R. Orne, S. Haddock Second row: F. Kilmartin, A. Carter, J. Duffill, R. Wood

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HOMEMAKING SCHOOL It certainly felt good tobe back after eighteen years in the Orient. As I strolled around the L the waiting room of the Danvers A Municipal Airport, I began to S think about the good old days S at Essex Aggie. Suddenly I realized that more than anything 0 else I wanted to see my class- mates and the old familiar Homes ig making School again. if Noticing a cab parked out- ik side, I walked over and tapped C the sleeping driver on the shoulder. To my great surprise, I found that I had awakened a woman taxi driver and none other than Virginia Lord from our class of ’57. After we had both regained our composure, I asked her how she happened to start driving taxies. She saidthat she always enjoyed driving so had decided to earn her living that way. Ginny’’ told me that I had just missed Mary Burgess. It seems that she had joined the Marines after leaving school and liked it so well she had decided to make it her career. She had just been home on a ten-day leave and had left early that morning by plane to go back to camp. ‘ Ginny’’ had a passenger and had to leave, so I strolled back into the waiting room and bought a copy of the Danvers Herald from the newstand. It seemed good to sit back and relax after my trip, but suddenly the news I read brought me up with a start. There in big headlines I read that Sandra Starrett was running for governor of the state, the first woman to aspire to that office. Apparently she had done so well in politics that she was considered to have a good chance of winning the election. After reading that news, I turned the page and saw a column headed ‘‘Tips for Homemakers’’ by Barbara Williams. Apparently it was a regular feature inthe paper. NextI spotted an advertisement ‘Interior Decorating Service - Satisfaction guaran- teed - Sandra Viles.’’ Well, I thought, my class- mates are surely doing all right for themselves. Surprises and surprises! The comic strip was drawn by none other than Pat Clow. How I would like to see those girls! I began to long so much to see someone I knew that I decided to take a taxi in to the city. I found Danvers had grown so much that it was no longer a town. I got out at Danvers Square and started to browse around. Suddenly I heard my name called and who should it be but Lorraine Feilteau. It was so good to see her and hear the old familiar, ‘‘For gosh sakes, where did you come from?’’ She looked just the same as she did at school. Will I ever forget how she used to keep us laughing when we should have been doing our work! We had so much to talk about, Lorraine suggested that there was a good tea room near by where we could have lunch and get caught up with the news. She also said that I’d see someone else at the tea room whom I’d want to meet again. I didn’t need any urging, so off we went together. On our way Lorraine told me that she had gone to a trade school for two years and taken lessons in dressmaking. After getting her experience in different shops she had opened a tailoring business of her own. As we walked along I noticed a sign on a house reading ‘Cynthia French - Baby Sitting Agency’’. That name sounded familiar! What nice work for Cynthia to do, I thought! I remembered well her love for babies and small children. By this time we arrived at the tea room, and who do you suppose I found was running it? None other than Chris Fowler. The sign on the door read Chrisy’s Tea Room’’. We went in and I wondered if Chris wouldrecognize me. She came in expecting to show some stranger to a seat, but when she saw us she was completely surprised. She told us that we must see Carol Alaskiewicz who came there regularly for lunch and was eating at one of the tables. There Carol was smiling and waving to us. She had recognized us before we saw her. We went over and sat with her at the table. It was such fun seeing so many old friends in the same day, and we chatted as fast as we could. Carol said that she had graduated from the North Shore Babies’ Hospital training school and then had gone to the Children’s Hospital in Boston so that she could get her R.N. Then she had gone to Montana on her first case and had stayed there until about three weeks ago when she had returned to work in the hospital in Danvers. She was glad to be home again. The girls wanted to know whether I had heard from any of our classmates. I told them that I had seen Linda Trembley when I was on a business trip in Florida. She had furthered her education for five years before settling down to a home of her own. When I saw her she appeared very happy and had five of the cutest children I had ever seen. I also told them that Anne Gates and I were planning to open a home in Danvers to care for un- derprivileged children. My husband’s business had taken us to the Orient, but after his death I found myself needing a new interest. Anne’s two children were pretty well grown now and the home surely needed two to manage it, so we had decided to work together again. As a clock struck.near by I suddenly realized how late it was getting and regretfully had to bring our meeting to aclose. What a wonderful day I had hearing about all my old friends! (nhac, gle Siecle Pr crgure Tir tare