Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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THE PHILOMATH mllllllllnlln 'NH' l' ' 'lllll 'll I ll' l llll I mlullllnl lull nun lnnnlulllllIIIlllllnnnlllunnnlunllunlun We, the class of 1945, being sound in both mind and body, attest to the fact that this document is our official last Will and Testament, and it is with complete realiza- tion and comprehension of the acts com- mitted that we bequeath our bountiful pos- sessions in the following manner. Or, in other words, This is where we pay back the F. H. S. faculty for three years of sweetness and light. To wit: 1. To our dear friend, Miss Williams, we leave, besides our love, a f'Handy-Andy Red Cross Kit, so that she may further investigate the claims of HI'm sick as a dog --I want to go home. 2. We give, devise and bequeath to the capable lunch room staff two things, name- ly: 1. A book, 'CHOW to Butter Bread in Six Easy Lessons, and if this fails-2. A time bomb. 3. To the eminent raconteur, Mr. Cur- tis fcrossing the barb Dooling, we leave a bigger shovel, for it is noticed that his stories and jokes ripen with age. 4. To Mr. Alton fif you passed my course you can call me joej Bush, we leave two phonograph records. The names of said records are Give Me Stout Hearted Men and I'll Never Smile Again. 5. To our jovial friend and principal, Mr. Mayo fMy Hair Is Growing Thinner All the Timej Magoon, we leave a bottle of cue ball polish, a towel and the gentle re- minder, It won't be long now, Mayo? 6. A little red scooter is to become the possession of Miss Mary Hobbs. This should, in other words, enable her to get around faster and accomplish much more. 7. To help combat the food shortage, the members of the Senior Play Cast leave behind all the eggs and corn which were so abundant on opening night. -4419 :nunlIIllullnlnnnllnullnuluru llll nunnlllum Wa!! 8. This year's football team leaves be- hind its victory over Milford to help prove the theory that nothing is impossible. 9. We, the baseball squad, leave to our coach, Mr. Daniels, a message. It goes: f'Cheer up, jack. Next year's bunch can't be any worse. Unquote. The following bequests are of an entire- ly personal nature: 1. I, Bruce Cnow don't tell me that red light is on againj Magoon, leave my jar of sunburn lotion to next year's goalie, with a fervent prayer that he will not be ex- posed to the burning red light as much as I was. 2. We, Killer Kane and Paul Flaherty, leave our cheer leaders' jackets to next year's cheer leaders for the miserly sum of E810 feachj, payable any time, any day, in the Hemenway Bowling Establishment, more familiarly called 'fThe Holef' 3. I, Vivian Cwhile the cat's away the mice will playj Zeller, leave my undeni- able OOOOoomph to any junior girl who can claim 111.1 cases of masculine eye- strain after she merely has walked by. f Pahdawn-did I say walked?j 4. I, Austy CBlind Manj jordan, leave my cane, seeing-eye dog and cup to any poor unfortunate who is as handicapped as I was. 5. I, Lillian faw, kids, donlt you think I should be president?j Moran, leave my charming smile, energetic personality and dynamic driving force to any junior girl who wants to be Uthe girl ahead of the man at the head of the senior classf' 6. I, Russell fdon't let my personality fool you-I'm rea.lly a wolfj Cort, leave my bones collection to the F.H.S. lunch tomb. All proceeds from their sale to be

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18 Lillian Farren at the Earl Theatre there. Lil always was a good dancer. With Oswald Iarussi as her dancing partner she was climbing to the top fast. Ozzie held out on us back in F.H.S. about how he could dance. But Lil brought it out okay. Later, for dinner, they took me to a restau- rant, one of many that were owned by Edward Lewis. I always knew Eddie liked to eat, but I thought that was going too far. After all, restaurants cost money. Ed sat down and ate with us. I had forgotten how he could park that food away, but grad- ually memories came back when I saw him ripping his fourth chicken apart. He al- ways did like white meat. Barbara Leach, our waitress, was chased out of the kitch- en by chef John Liberatore, waving a hatchet. Johnny still gets excited easily. He stopped long enough to tell me that Irene Tupper was now married. Admiral Cunningham is very happy with his com- mission, too. After johnny had gone, Paul Ford, a singing waiter in Edls restaurant, passed our table. I left Washington and headed for Bos- ton, where I intended to see singer Ger- trude Clements, who had taken time off from her Hollywood contract to fill in for Anna DeFilippo, who ran ffThe Old Hub- bard Theatre. Angie Gentili reigned supreme at the ticket window and Claire Kelly grabbed them at the door. Usher Edna Gerard showed me to my seat just as the curtain went up. Gordon Croft and Jean Langley were the main charac- ters in the musicals written by successful playwright Madeline Hill. After the show, which I enjoyed immensely, I was joined by Anna Joyee and Mary Mr'Carron. They insisted upon bidding me farewell, and asked the number of my drawing room on the train. I told them rail four, third from left, and they snickered right back at me with, f'Well, well. Coming up in the world. hey, Ellen?'l Nice kids. We met subpoena server Dorothy Mahoney, who said that she was looking for Rose THE PHILOMATH Salti. I didn't inquire why. You can draw your own conclusion. Dot offered me a job, as a result I had a bad cough- ing spell and muttered something about an incurable disease, so she went on about her serving. Anna and Mary left me in the South Station, where I proceeded to read the headlines of the papers until C arinela M angini whispered huskily in my ear, 'fWant to buy a pair of thot' nylons? After much discussion, she realized I didn't want them. When I left her she was whispering in someone else's ear. Good luck, 'fMillie. I saw Irene Verrill and hailed her. She was just boarding a west- bound train and she finally convinced me that I should ride in her compartment with her. When we were settled and speed- ing on our way, Irene informed me that she was president of a ladies' lingerie fac- tory and doing quite well. Trying to hide a hole in my stocking, I said, f'Thatls nice, and smiled weakly. Mary M cGrail and Mary Missaggia were junior partners in this firm, and Barbara Pew was over in France at the moment, trying to buy some lace. For trimmings, I believe. Irene told me that they needed another buyer and said she thought Ild fill the bill. The train started to slow down at this crucial mo- ment. After explaining to Irene that I wanted a glass of water, I dashed out. So here I am, kids. Of course I saw all these people recently, but I believe they've gone still higher in their chosen profes- sions. They're all a swell bunch and I'm proud to have known them. I think even the teachers back in Framingham High School are, too. And you know? I think I will look up Irene when I go IVest again. I might even like having a job. BERNARD KANE, ROBERT ABLONDI, JEAN CLINTON, ELLEN WALSH.

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20 Fe A- THE PHILOMATH GROWING PAINS First row: Therese Healey, lane Waters, Kenneth Botty, Thomas Murphy, Terry Cowles, Luanne King, Bruce Magoon, Vivian Zeller, lane Cogan, Betty Clapp. Second row: Norma Benjamin, Robert Wharton, Malcolm Flood, Nancy Ford. Dick Greeley, Richard Cassidy Mrs. Moody, Betty Mahoney, Lawrence Maroni, Ruthe Powers, Ann Stafleld, Ioan Keir, Robert Iordan. sent to Mr. Russell Cort, Backwoods Man- ner, Framingham Centre. 7. I, Jay Quinn totherwise known as the Cisco Kid J, leave my ten-ounce pool cue and my shining reputation as the King of the Hole to young Skippy Ral- lou. 8. I, Thomas Major, leave behind my ghost, which will, following my set pat- tern, haunt the high school for untold years to come. 9. We, Vera Buchner and john fFerdiel llel Prete. leave behind our three years' romance to prove that love con- quers all. IO. We, John twatch me blow this Emullllul horny Henderson, John tdittol Garvey and Larry tGirl of My Dreamsl Maroni, the senior members of Henderson's jump Quartetfl leave behind the strains of our beautiful melodies. Phew. 11. And with that it's time to say That's all f-f-f-folks. The above was recorded on the ninth day of the fifth month in the year of nineteen hundred and forty-live by the duly registered class lawyer, Kenneth J. liotty. Duly witnessed by: NANM' 499-44 1009? correct? Foxzn. PAUL fBurp3 Form, IJoN 1Aw, Lili lXlAt'EACllliRN, Tuoxms 4 Bucky CoNNoLLx'.