Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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TO ALTON WILLIAMS BUSH In appreciafion of his faifhful work and coiiperafion Through The pas? years we respechfully dedicafe fhis issue of The Philomafhu

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Ttzge Sigh! Qillllululllnnull lllllnlnln 'Ti-IE CPHILOMATH luunlllllnlllulIllllllnululllulllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQ Eiinnnln uunnuun nlluunuluuuuulnlnlniluninnnuunnuninrlInnnnnlillnnInnuIlullIun:IeInlnninnnlinInInunnulnunuuuunlunllullng Boys' Prophecy As John Delllille seized his diploma and ran on the night of june 17, 1938, he kept on running, and twenty years later we still find him running, this time for garbage collector. He pulled up to the curb of the New Howard Theatre, now built upon the site of the old Gorman Theatre, in his lZ9 ante-dated ramblin' gas buggy. Manager James Capobianco was outside barking up trade and in the background was head cur- tain puller f'Old Howard Garvey, trying to figure out why the crowds stayed away by the millions. Out of the door came a seedy-looking individual dressed in a natty suit of pressed dungarees and shined sneakers. He was the distinguished fore- man of the weeders from Tho-mpson Bros. farm and he went under the moniker of J. John Capstick. John decided to explore the town with the aforementioned Mr. De- Mille. The two then made their way down the great white way of Framingham, now known as Boyle Boulevard, which twenty years ago would have answered for Concord Street. It seems that the town political boss, Henry C. Boyle, Esq., B.A., P.D. and B.O., had developed a yen to see his name in lights and had forcefully re- quested the change. His honor, the boss, presented the two travelers with the skeleton keys to the city so that they could get in and out. Boss Henry had in his em- ploy one Thomas H. Hobin as janitor of the Memorial Building. For this small task Henry paid him 7Sc, which helped to keep him off the dole. According to 'fBossie he was overpaid. Upon request Bossie pointed out The Oasis as the best night club in town. At the door, sporting a large handlebar mustachio, was the proprietor, a suave, portly gentleman, whom they recognized as Vincent Dornestico. Behind the counter, serving as houseboy, was Harry Foley. However, little Harry later became presi- dent of the Rag Swingers' Union. Vincent employed as his bouncer Ray ffHaymaker O'Connell, who could take care of himself anywhere, that is if trouble didn't break out. Vincent said that Beaver Street had another tanktown carnival, so John and his companion leaped into the iron antique and were off in a cloud of smoke. Upon arrival at the dump it was learned that Charles f'Strong Man Palanzi Qbefore the women got himl operated and ran a bull- frog leaping contest. Outside another tent Joe Breezy Pepi was advertising a prize magician. Eddie Shay was Pepi's pride and joy, but people wouldnlt give Joe a tumble. In front of the fat lady's tent Dick Martell was blowing off steam. The big attraction, however, was handsome Ed Sak-ooitz, All-American halfback from Walla-Walla School of Higher Knitting in 1944, Eddie the Apollo. Then a rumbling like thunder was heard, but nobody got ex- cited, as they knew it was only Irving Rubin, with his horse and team, in search of old refuse on the dump ground. After leaving the carnie they pro- ceeded to the armory, and there, in front of the street, was Corporal D. O'Boyle leading the awkward squad in their weekly capers. John DeMille, oncei a member of these graduated Camp Fire girls, stopped in surprise to see Robert Pickering and Francis Orchard, both good rookies, quiet- ly swearing at Leader O'Boyle. John thought his jitney was getting low on fuel, so he hauled into a filling station and as the buggy was being mauled they recog- nized a few attendants. Art Marino was there, dapper as ever, and he promptly proceeded to run more gas on the ground