Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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THE PHILOMATH Pinchook and Ernest Tullio, a couple of traveling salesmen passing through, were practically mobbed when Jenny La Penta, Luanne King and Julia Martin spied them. The O.P.A. chairman, Elsie Bianchetti, has put a limit on all available men. Each single girl is given two meat points a week. But Mujey Guerra and Eleanor Fantoni seem to have found a black mar- ket, controlled by Richard Giaccomuzzi and Robert Carlson. What a business! Of course, there were many girls, like Anna Abelli and Carmen Chao, who roped off their men before the rationing had taken place. They are considered hoarders by all the other girls. I decided I musn't stay any longer and Ann Stajield and Florence Woodman, two S.S. women, helped me make my decision. I bummed a ride in an old 1945 Cadillac, driven by William H obin, a factory owner who specialized in using lima beans com- mercially. He first started to make rubber out of them, but his scientists, Wanda Tredi-cucci and Nancy Tomasi, had found a receipt for making toll-house cookies. He offered me a few and dropped me off. I threw them away and broke Irene War- ren's CPlease No Squeeza Da Bananaj fruit store window. I was given ten days by judge Alice Machado. I was thrown into a cell with two lady hoboes, Jean Clin- ton and Ellen Walsh, who had landed in jail when they chased a cop and found later he was a she. Why look, t'Killer, speaking of the 'iBums,,' isn't that they jumping off that freight train? Well, my travels took me all over Amer- ica. Here's the tale of my wanderings. After graduating from dear old F. H. S., I enlisted in the Marines, received my training at the University of N. U. T. tNumerous Useful Techniquesj, was sta- tioned at Leatherneck as secretary to Col. Quentin Sewell and was courtmartialed for being A.W.O.L. As a result I was placed in,f'Running Water, a prison for 13 erring Marines. Here I met Helen 'Slug- ger, Devine, and Barbara, HI Love My Al, but, oh, You Kid, Luby. They told me that they had heard Betty Mahoney speak on f'How to Acquire a Slim Figuref' Her principal exercise for losing weight was turning the head from left to right slowly when a second helping was offered. Joyce Campion was walking back and forth on the stage, demonstrating the result of this process. Dr. John, f'Arf , Henderson told Nancy Clements she had acute pleurisy- she gave him a disgusted look and told him flattery would get him nowhere. They also told me that Priscilla Turner was Presi- dent at UU Demon UQ, where Mary Mc- Grath taught typing and shorthandg Rus- sell Cort was gas man in Utopia. He went to Greeley's home, and when Terry Cowles Greeley came to the door he said he under- stood there was something in her house that wouldn't work. Terry said, Yes, Dick is upstairs. It seems that Dick left the Navy because he was subject to le mal de mer tseasickness J. When my sentence at the Marine prison was finished, I hopped a freight to New York, resolving never more to work. To my surprise I saw Virginia Lowe and Barbara Leslie farther back in the same freight I had chosen. They were on their way to star in John DeGregory's and Sij, Gee, the Third one in on the Left Is Aw- ful Cute, Lebewohl's show, Bloomer Girlsfl Billy Feehely and Jeanne Cross were being widely publicized for their very odd duetg Billy is to play the banjo, while Jeanne executes an unusual ballet step. They said that John My Ideal Is Bennyw Brita was to play Love in Bloom exactly as did his idol. Having reached New York. we disem- barked from our luxurious freight car compartments, bade each other a fond adieu and went our separate ways. As I meandered down Fifth Avenue, I saw a huge red and green sign bearing the words, QContinued on page l5j

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E PHILOMATH Vera Buchner Angie Gentili Virginia Egan Iackie Brown Rachel Labazio Norma Benjamin Elsie Bianchetti Barbara Leach Marjorie Quinn Dolly Falconi Ernest Finkelstein Paul Flaherty Shirley Anderson Helen Devine Eleanor Nei Ellen Walsh Robert Iordan Sn Sidney Lebewohl Mary Bertuzzi Marguerite Bengiovanni Iohn Garvey Priscilla Spaulding Edward Stucchi Edward Higgins Viv Zeller, Tony Bianchino, Betty Mahoney First Grade, Hastings School Carmela Mangini Martha Boyle Terry Cowles Tom Donnelly and Phyllis Iost Ralph Sawyer lean Hargraves Iennie Dallamora Luanne King Cynthia Iones Edward Lewis Richard Cassidy Edna Gerrard Iohn DeGregory Warren Buzzell Beatrice O'Leary Priscilla Turner Gene Oliva Phyllis Bater Veronica Brooks Louis Verdy Malcolm Flood Quentin Sewell HIIIIUVLI 'I I I J-I-K, Glafu I7 Flimsy Flab Forced into Physiquefl pro- prietor George Hopkins. Near the end of the next block I came to Dorothy Saul- nier's book shop. Upon entering, I found myself gazing at a huge volume about five inches thick. Blazoned on the Moroccan leather binding in gold letters-The Auto- biography of John Garvey, 'fThe Master Mind. When I replaced the book, Dotty Was coming toward me in a very cute Jane Colman frock, designed by none other than jane herself. She asked me to tea, and having nothing but a hole in my pocket, I accepted willingly. She men- tioned that she had recently received a let- ter from Naney Ford, who was a. teacher at our good old Alma Mater. However, she seemed to be trying very hard to outdo Einsteing she was slaving on a process of making six and six equal sixty-six. In her letter Nancy mentioned that Warren Buz- zell and Jean Hargraves, happily married, were now working at school as custodians. Mary Bertuzzi and Buddy married and were very delighted with Buddy, jr. Irene Pignoni was playing shortstop for the 'fGargoyles, who had won every game that season. Nancy had overheard Gilda Bernardi Calabrese telling her daughter, tContinued from page l3j who was starting out on her first date, to be a good girl and have a good time. The daughter quickly replied-l'Make up your mind, Mother. Tea was now over. I thanked Dorothy and was again on my way. Yes, on my way to Chicago and all points west. The first object to catch my eye as I sauntered along thoughtlessly, was a huge saxophone, dangling in a doorway. On the sign beside it was i'Sax Appeal Taught Here. Co-Owners, Patsy Paradis and Phyllis Kadraf' just then I heard two familiar voices, one explaining to the other the difference between a sewing machine and a kiss. One sews seams nice. and the other seems so nice. I looked over my shoulder to discover George DiCristoforo and Arthur Needham, apparently only re- cently interested in things domestic. One wore a sign, Eat at Falconi's Famous Irish Fish Farm, owned and managed by Dolly Faleoni. Chicago certainly was a windy city-a paper. The Chronicle, edit- ed by Jeanne Allen and Veroniea Brooks, blew to my feet. There in great headlines was blazoned the latest airplane calamity. Betty Clapp, aviatrix, was giving flying lessons to Joan Keir and C. Jones, but