Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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THE PHILOMATH ---39 is ------------- --------------------------------'--------------------------'------------------'----- -------- E1 Ellulunllnnluuulnnlll IlnuIInlunIInullunulnunnnnlllun uInnnnuInnuInnnuslunnluuunnnuuuuuuuuuuuuuunuuu uunluunm June 11, 1952. Dear Diary: Today I picked up a news- paper and nearly collapsed with surprise at what I read. There in headlines two inches high I saw, Admiral Benjamin Montenegro and Lieutenant General John McManus sign peace treaty with Der Fuehrerf' After reading further, I learned that these two officers had received their commissions through hard work, fair play, and seeing the general's daughters first. The peace treaty was signed at the Little Munich Beer Parlor tproprietors-Shen win Goodwin and Byron Seulosj so that Hitler would feel at home. Aiding Bones and Bennie in persuading Little Adolf to come to an agreement were Harley C un- ningham, recently appointed Commis- sioner of the Philippines, and Robert Devine, his First Lieutenant. I read further. The President of the United States had sent Distinguished Ser- vice Crosses to Nurses Janice Meyer and Phyllis MacKenzie, also to Draftsman Leo Bouchard, Chemists John Beaton and Richard Gilliland, and Marine John Han- nagan for his record-smashing throw of a hand grenade. The President also declared that had it not been for the heroism of Warren 1Snuffyl Smith of the F.H.S. graduating class of 1942, we might be pushing rickshaws around the streets of Tokio. The last paragraph of the story told of Selectmen Robert Whittemorc, Augusto Stefanini, and Warren E. Smith planning to welcome the boys home on June 12 with all the pomp and ceremony that could be presented. A large crowd was expected, and the reception committee was to convene at Nevins Hall for a social after the boys had been properly greeted at the railroad station. Of course I'll go, Dear Diary. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow when it's all over. June 12, 1952. Dear Diary: I told you I'd tell you all about it. After I left my home this after- noon, I met many of the graduates of the class of 1942. I walked down the main street. As I glanced to one side, my eye caught the marquee of the St. George Theatre. The current films featured for- mer F.H.S. graduates of the same class. Betty Alspaugh, in private life Mrs. john McManus, and William Wallis were ap- pearing in their tenth successive year as Button and Bimbo in Bachelor Born. Christopher Garrahan was appearing in person, after receiving the Academy Award for the portrayal of Charles Donkin in the same film. The co-feature was Delightful lVas the Dayf' starring Carroll Hixon, 1952's Charles Boyer, and Louise Kitchen, and produced by the brilliant Howard Jones. The manager of the theatre, push- ing the crowds back to the sidewalk, was Ralph Whitney. Virginia Boyle attempted to sell me tickets to the matinee perform- ance, but I had to refuse because of my engagement at the railroad station. Usher- ettes who were dressed in attractive uni- forms were Pearl Foley, Annette Brown, Mary Connell, Marion Greene, and Lena Giardini. As I continued my jaunt. I passed Louise Lez'e.ille's Dairy Diner. She invited me inside to try a new beverage she had just created, carbonated milk. As I en- tered. I heard the noise of scufting feet and tusseling, which mystitied me. Later l found that it was only Alfred Pasqualoni, performing his duties of official bouncer. The strains of beautiful music reached my

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8 E..- humming with the voices of its students. The new Senior class, really the best in the history of the school, made a remarkable showing. Time for elections came again, and what more could we do other than to elect the same four officers who had served us so nobly in our junior year? We had suc- cessful football, basketball, hockey, and baseball teams, but what else could you expect with such daring leaders as Fausto Chiudioni, Eligio Chief Ferrazzi, Frank Kimball, and Tommy George? The traditional Christmas Box Cam- paign was carried on and we achieved a record that would amaze anyone. A super- colossal Meat Fund Show was staged and much was added to it in the way of talent by Professor Mike D'Amato, Eddie Moose Acton, and Francis ffGag Gal- lagher. In May the students in our class had the opportunity to show their great dramatic ability. The greatest Senior Play of all time- Bachelor Born -was held in Den- nison Memorial Hall, with 'fChris Gar- rahan playing the lead and supported by a cast of actors and actresses who played their parts to perfection. The audience was delighted with this superb production. Our efficient vice-president, Emily Lewis, was asked to take over the offlce of the president in April. She continued the good work of this office through Gradua- tion. The next important venture of the Seniors was a more serious one. War Com- THE PHILOMATI-I mittees were established-the first in the history of F .H.S.! The members of these committees did much in the way of salvage work, commercial work, defense bond and stamp sales, and other equally important projects very vital to the defense of our country. The annual Band Concert was held on June 3, 1942, and the Junior-Senior Ath- letic Contest on june 9, 1942. Now the Seniors found themselves solemnly marching to their places in Nevins Hall. Diplomas and awards were given and the Seniors again marched, but this time they marched out of Nevins Hall and out of F.H.S. forever. Some were headed for brilliant careers in business and others marched on to continue their formal education. I marched out too, Mom, but not into the business world, nor into any college. I marched into a spot where real marching is done-the U. S. Army! I certainly miss those dear old days, but I have no regrets because I now have a bigger job to do. A job for which the high school trained me indirectly. We'll beat them, Mom, and then I'll be home to you. I have to go to the General's office now. QMaybe he wants to give me a medal.j I'll have to close now, so, until next time -keep your chin up and Keep 'Em Flying ! Love, Bob. Marjorie Peck, '42, C3236 -

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10 lie- ears as I caught sight of Helena Ducey, entertainer, singing to Edmund Burke, barber next door, f'You're just a little shaver, but my, was that close! I had only a few minutes to reach the station, so I reluctantly took leave of the Dairy Diner and went on my way. I didnlt have very long to wait before I caught a glimpse of Albert Colonna, Anthony Manzella, and Joseph Santos, managers of the A8zP, First National, and Brockelman's respec- tively, as they ran to their stores to cut prices for the grand Beans and Buns for Buddies Breakfast, which was going to be cooked by Thelma Needham and Mary Cintolo. As we passed Newberry's, we saw Dorothy Hart and Mary Kiely clean- ing counters as usual. Patricia Coyne was on top of a ladder, painting a new sign. I neared the station. I saw Paul Burr, notorious gum-chewer, waiting for Joan Balch, one of the USO hostesses, and James Early, anxiously anticipating the arrival of Helen Foster, who had joined the Morale Boosters Unit of the 144th Regiment. Meatman Bennie Bartolini had come down to the station to await Eleanor Connery, Lieutenant in the Red Cross Nurses, Training Corps. I proceeded to- wards the reception platform, where I greeted Air Hostesses Jean Davis, Jean White, and Connie Decina. They in- formed me that they were waiting to wel- come home with open arms their heroes, Buck Privates Norris Bjork, Charlie Adams, and Eugene Fiorio. I talked for a while with Ruth Skinner, secretary to Miss Wiley, class adviser back in 1942. Frank Pew and Edward Kenway, editor and ace photographer of the News, were gathering material for a special edition. Virginia MacDonald was hastily jotting down fashion notes for her society column, and Florence Gallivan was picking up tid- bits for her gossip column. On the bill- board behind her I spied a portrait of Ada Barwell advertising the health-giving properties of carbonated milk. Walking THE PHILOMATH among the crowd at the station, trying to find a pail of dried steam and ten yards of shoreline, were the mad Professor Michael D'Amato and his assistant, Charles Mas- terman. Mary Leverone was still waiting for Donald Kingsbury so that they could finish shopping for furniture. Watching the trains come in and go out was Isabelle Ayoob, holding hands with Albert Cooper- smith. The F.H.S. Follies of Fifty-two were practicing their routine for the per- formance they were going to give the boys when they arrived. In the group were Betty Shay, Mary Falconi, Eleanor Car- ter, Florence Cavatorta, Barbara Kane, Betty Hilliard, and Pierina Ponzio. In another corner of the platform was Peter Haranas, who was looking for new recruits for his jitterbug Review. We learned later that he finally found Mildred Bishop, Laura Coady, Lloyd McLean, Leonora Tredicucci, and Clifford Saulnier. Arnold King and Nancy Woodward were doing very well with their hot dog stand, and sis- ter Janice Woodward was helping to keep the crowd from being thirsty by peddling pop. Jennie Tognacci was passing out chewing gum and pop corp. I greeted all who waited for the train, including Nancy Meyer and John Shee- han, the train callers. At the present mo- ment, however, they were shouting things I found hard to understand. Rose Carletti, standing next to me, informed me that the choo-choo'l from all army camps and training centers was rolling along towards the station, bringing the boys home at long last. The huge engine steamed past the platform, as the passenger cars halted directly before it. The confusion was tre- mendous as uniformed men poured out into the waiting crowd. After glancing twice at the engineer's cabin, I noticed that the drivers were Wil- liam Speer and Tom Burr, and the firemen were Peter Stefanini and Albert Trombi. The band, led by Joseph Farren, managed to squeeze its way out of the train and on