Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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16 liet- entered the theatre. As I groped for a seat I was startled when Brace Maxwell, now an usher, stepped out of the darkness to help me. The news flashed on the screen, showing scenes of Palm Beach with Shirley McLean, Polly Milligan, Thelnza Darir and Florence DeC0llihzr.r lounging on the beach. The first feature started. It was the latest in the thin-man series starring Charlie Allen in Shadow of a Doubt. The other picture was Terra Takes a Vacation, starring Theresa Ahelli. The pictures ended, and on my way out I stopped to buy a three-cent paper for five cents from T O'Graa'y. Returning to my hotel room, I picked up the Daily Harri- rane, a newspaper owned and edited by john MacKinnon. Glancing through it, I noticed that F.H.S.'s oomph girl, Ann Wychstronz, was a big success at the Old Richard f Howard that used to be until Dick Lager took overj. Also on the same billing was Dulcy,', alias Anna Pellegri. Both Ann and Anna were talented in singing. Reaching for a cigarette, I found that I had none. So I went down to the lobby and asked Vic Sfillwell, the hotel manager, where I could obtain some. He told me from Claire Dzrnphy, the cigarette girl in the lounge. Entering the lounge, I met Frea' I-Iahantrion and joe MrQ11acle, now stars for the Bruins. After exchanging remembrances, I found that joe had come downtown to get some more polish for his hockey trophy, when they decided to stop for a bite to eat. Also seated at another table were Alire O'Leary, Nancy Darzfir, Norrna Zanella, Dolly Firlelfo, jean Con- nelly and jorephine Conligiani. Their sewing circle was enjoying supper. After I had bought the cigarettes I wasn't very tired, so I decided I would go THE PHILOMHTH for a walk. As I walked, I thought how much the town had changed. I could look down the street and see john N eal'J sport- ing goods srore, Arthur Cuneenlt photo- graphic studio, Ealrnzznal Orfonlr machine shop, Millie D0oley'r beauty salon, Evie's Lunch, run by Evelyn Rerliher, and jinz Brillharf and Dick Bzizzelllr candy store. Walking along, I met Mary McGrath, who is a secretary for the firm of Freal Garfigan and Ray Solari, lawyers. Starting back, I found I had walked farther than I had anticipated, so I rode back in Frank Dacey'5 taxi. I stepped out of the taxi as Chick Barr drove up in his car Qthat's what he calls itj. George Avery, Chick's chauffeur, jumped out and opened the door. Chick stepped out of the car, but as he did he bumped into Dick Szieleney, who was carry- ing a 500-pound piece of ice. There was a discussion, and when it ended I called the ambulance, which came almost prompt- ly. flt took them only an hour and a half.j The driver and doctor, who were john MacLeod and Phil Morre, jumped out and gently threw Chick on a stretcher and away we went. We arrived at the hospital, where Lorraine Near, the night nurse, checked the patient in. How long I sat in the waiting room I don't know, but it was seven copies of E5qaire later when Lor- raine told me Chick was all right. All that was wrong was that a bone was pressing on his medulla oblongata due to his fall- ing on his cranium. Then I retired to my hotel room to decide on what four should obtain the money found with the copies of Popular Science. After hours of deliberation I ar- rived at my decision - the cash would go to Pefe Ka.rlrineli.r, Terera Cirilenga, Loir Maron, and john Paul. And why not? We wrote the prophecy.

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THE PHILOMHTH written, produced and directed by Charlie Pantie. Before I had quite recovered, Keteria Correa came running toward me with her assistant, jean Taylor, carrying a first aid kit, casualties are their specialties. They informed me that Mary McLellan was married and a model housewife. I also learned that Marjorie Thomas was dating a different boy every night and that Dirk Murphy was taking up this practice. He had a regular schedule posted for dates: Monday, jean Flynn: Tuesday, Betty Mit- cnellg Wednesday, Louise Beaton: Thurs- day, Margarite Loonzer, Friday from 7:45 to 11:50, Rose Sinzonetta and from 11:59 to 2:40 P.M., Margery Preserzfatig Satur- day, Pauline Maloof: and Sunday was used for recuperating. These girls were consid- ered the Big Six of Hollywood Society. Having had my fill of movieland, I con- tinued to San Francisco to the Franklin Primary School, of which Dot Randall was the principal. While talking, we heard a great commotion in the corridor and whom did we see but Rosanna Bertolino chasing her first grade pupil, Bob Piaten- tini, jr., down the hall. fTakes after his father, doesn't he?j A few minutes later, Beverly Savage came into the office. She was taking a refresher course in the sixth grade arithmetic taught by Edie Pennucci. It was now four P.M. and I decided to find a hotel to stay in overnight. I was directed by Betty Frazer. who was drawing cartoons on a street corner, to the South- ern Gal hotel, managed by june Galli- nzore and owned by Charlene Tuck. The bellboys, or rather girls, Audrey Morris and Aloina Banda, took my luggage and made me quite comfortable. Doris Scott, in her near green and red uniform, took me up in the elevator to the fourteenth floor, where my room was located. I are my supper, made by Rita Dangelo. the head chef at the hotel. The fioor show consisted of a duet by Penny Slaoup and Editla Tanzbollio on the piano and bass 15 fiddle, the guest of the show was the comedian Editla Speigel, who put on a three-act play by herself. After supper, I met Connie Norton, who invited me to a party at Rapnaella Palladino's apartment. fThe two inseparable pals are both ace newspaper reportersj I gratefully accepted the invitation and met Estlaer Zanella and Olizfe Ralston, who were there with their friends. We were enjoying ourselves and singing to our hearts' content when joyce MacDougall and josie Maselli Qfrom the neighboring apartmentj came barging in to inform us that we were disturbing their families. Ah, me! It certainly is a woman's world. Hold your seats everyone. Here comes the prophet of the age, jackie Paul. As I wandered into the Civic League and took my seat among the spectators, I saw Vivian Dalalrotla, Ployllis Knutson, and Edith Sliaugnnessy fnow Mrs. Sebastianj, watching a game. On the fioor playing basketball were Buck Sebastian, Ray Savi, Art Zinck and joe Tonzasi. They were playing for a team called the Framing- ham Screebersf' During the half time the Framingham Girls' Professional Basketball Team took the fioor. Among its players were the former stars of F.H.S.: Kay Gornzley, Erannie Sanders, Dotty Derslio- zvitz, Dotty Robelen, Doris Zinznternzan, Geraldine Clark. Much to my surprise I found Howie Nickerson was coach and Fran Gazfin scorekeeper. After the games were over, I headed for the St. George Theatre. On the way I stopped at Toni Connors' drug store for a coke. Leaving, I noticed a large poster in front of the Memorial Building, VOTE SQUARE DEAL, Sanz Wallis FOR SE- LECTMAN. Continuing my walk, I noticed Ed Onticciolfs fish market. Finally I arrived at the theatre. I stepped up for my ticket and was surprised by a cheerful hi from Marguerite Wood, working as a ticket girl. Receiving my change, I next

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THE PHILOMHTH I lass We, the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Forty-seven, being of both mind and body, however unrelated the two, do hereby ordain and establish this document to be our last will and testament. In so doing, it is our expressed desire that this docu- ment be accepted as final in its entirety, that no disparagements be omitted or over- looked in any way, shape or manner, and that no clause, phrase, or word be inter- preted as laudatory. In more common par- lance, Qquotej To the faculty: Here's where we get on and you get off fun- quotej. CLASS BEQUESTS I. To the junior class we, the seniors, proudly devise and bequeath our expert knowledge and skill, gained through years of experience, in cutting classes, writing our own excuse slips, and abstaining from homework. II. To Mr. Magoon we leave a dam fspelled D-A-Mj, complete with hydrau- lic pumps, electric turbines, et cetera, to stop the flood of tears which students will shed upon the sounding of those prophetic words, This is the last time you will hear these familiar notes-ding, dong, ding- over the P.A.', fP.S.-Sob, sobj III. To Mr. jones we leave an auto- matic pull-up and push-up counter to elim- inate the excessive amount of gold-brick- ing prevalent during calisthenics. IV. To Miss Squires we will an elec- tric-eye to open and close the door. It is hoped that with this bequest will come the end of those lethal cries from 229, Close the door, Mar-rrr-vin! V. To Mr. Vodoklys we bequeath a baby's rattle to keep his hands occupied while briefing the football team before a game. VI. To Miss Hobbs we leave forty -4417 CZQMI bales of paper plus fourteen dozen pencils with which it is hoped she can complete her much talked-of textbook, entitled How to Be Perfect in Ten Easy Lessons , also, the latest recording of her trig. class's favorite song, I Don't Know Why, But It Does. VII. To Miss Stanton we leave a free course in pole-vaulting plus a Happy Landings parachute with a lifetime guar- antee in case of failure to operate. VIII. To Miss Phillips we humbly be- queath a gyroscope and an automatic pilot to be installed in her automobile in the in- terests of public safety. IX. To Mr. Bush we leave the follow- ing comment to be inscribed on a plaque and hung above his desk in the office. He, who laughs, lasts! fperiodj, otherwise entitled The Grass Is Greener on the Other Fellow. To quote his very words, Since time immemorial, men of gray mat- ter have considered this statement more fundamental than the now obsolete Law of Gravity funquotej. X. To Miss Williams we leave funds to provide her with a complete course at C.I.C. fthe Camptown Institute for Clair- voyantsj so that she may further increase her capacity for detecting beforehand the excuses students are to give for being dis- missed. PERSONAL BEQUESTS I. I, joseph Tomasi, do hereby cede to Dick fthe Kidj Acton, all legal tenure over my title as B.T.O. of the senior class. In so doing, I reiterate, That's the breaks, Dick, that's the breaks! II. I, Richard QSkipj Ballou, other- wise known as Dapper Dan and The Little Spoke in the Big Wheel, leave to joe Coco my ability to sleep through classes, which has earned me yet another name, The Big Sleep.