Framingham High School - Philomath Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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THE PHILOMHTH for the Salvation Army in the park. Bill Dorney was accompanying her on his tuba. Among the group throwing pennies at jackie and Bill, we spotted Nina Anzbrog- gi, Ann Arhnzan, and Rnrrell Clark. Sneaking around on the outside of the crowd was joe Coco, trying to sell Vincent Ferraro a bag of slugs. We found Marty Lynch crawling around under the benches, stealing peanuts from the pigeons. Leav- ing Marty to his little game, we meandered over to Bob Hinckley'r Hash House for a sody. Inside, we found that jacly Rice had been promoted to hostess because of her uncanny ability to snitch tips better than any of the other waitresses, among whom were Linda Pacheco, Mary Carley, Pat Dazfitt and Irene Haynes. Suddenly we were startled by a thick, creamy chocolate frappe which was poured playfully down our backs by soda-jerk Malen Barker. Im- mediately, cashier jean Frazer, bus-boys Robert Benejito and john Grarro, and fioor mopper, Yorke Mnrphy, rushed to our assistance. Before we could stop them, they tore off our soiled dresses, sent them to Dot Zacchi'.r Zippy Cleaners, and gave each of us a new outfit from jackie White'r Department Store. Dishwasher Dolly Frarer then came out to greet us, wiping her hands on one of Mary Agortinellfr hand-made aprons. Following her was Dick Acton, chef of the Hash House. They were anxious to tell us of the outstanding success of Bob Canzpion, who had recently been elected to the office of head yes- man to the seventy-third vice-president of the Fraternal Order of Firecrackers. Overwhelmed by Bob's exploits, we de- cided to take in a movie. Stampeding over to the St. George, we were greeted at the cashier's window by Barbara jones, who willingly took our money. As soon as we reached the lobby, doorman Shernzan Crawford grabbed our arms and twisted them until we finally surrendered and gave him our tickets. More of our money went -'-tif 15 into theatre manager jack Locke'.r pocket when we stopped at the candy counter, un- able to resist Kay Corbin'.r wistful smile. Stumbling down the dark aisle, preceded by Gardner Goalcl and his flashlight, we fell over Loair Zanchi, who told us that he was looking for his friend Tony Stacchi. Finally we found a seat, right beside our former inmates at F.H.S., Ann Dazixron, Minnie Ianiro, jean Hilton, and Nornza Stapleton. They were all sitting on top of Mary Cnnneen, because the five of them could get in for the price of one that way. Oh, well, girls will be girls! We were just settling down to watch the newsreel, which was about Fran Ciccarelli and his football Hot-Shots, when someone reached over and grabbed my candy bar. Naturally, I screamed bloody murder and all eyes turned on Prircilla Leach, who was calmly sharing the stolen sweet with Brace Pfeif- fer, her best beau. Near by was joan Lancl- berg, looking jealously at Bruce. Holding joan's hand and looking jealously at Priscilla, was Eclclie Mahan. fComplicated, isn't it?j We forced our eyes back on the screen and found that john's Only Wife, star- ring john Ratter and johanna Clancy, was just starting. The picture was produced by joe Porcello and directed by Bob Pierce. Chief artist for the picture was Thelnia Grorrnzasn. After the first feature was over, jorie Ceccaroni put the lights on and passed the hat to raise funds for Necl Car- ran'r school for disabled hockey players. josie held the hat in front of us for a full twenty minutes before she realized that we weren't contributing. After intermission we were entertained by Paali Towne, the celebrated bubble dancer. Pauli had some difficulty keeping her balloons inflated be- cause Don Blanchette, sitting in the first row balcony, was throwing darts where they did the most good. The second feature was a comedy with Mackey Thonzar, successor to Maurice

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14 Regan. They were completing the work of the new underpass, which takes traffic under the railroad tracks. just then, the new, non-stop Super Chief, with Frank Faleoni, head engineer, whizzed through town. Farther up Concord Street, I looked in the window of a woman's beauty salon, and saw Charley Wdlk67', famous hair stylist, giving janet Quinn one of his famous creations, while Barbara While, Lnfy Plona, and Dorofby Kelley looked on in amazement. Up the street, joe Shay, dynamic criminal lawyer and his famous adversary, Roberl QHaven't-lost-a-case-yetj Zinrk, Framingham's District Attorney, were coming out of the court house. just about then, I got tired of walking around and headed for the nearest theatre. The Bijou, owned by Allen Cronin, was closest, so I bought my ticket from Marjo- rie Carler, the smiling ticket girl, and en- tered. While groping for a seat, I received a kick in the shins and was just about to roll off a list of words stored up in the back of my mind for just this kind of occasion, when Naney Back came along with her flashlight and found me a seat. In the newsreel Barbara Valliere was crowned Queen of the Lady Wrestlers. Barbara's advice to young hopefuls is, Patience, fortitude, and the will to get ahead, plus a neck-breaking half-Nelson, will make any girl a queen. There was also a short subject entitled, Life on the Riviera. In it I saw Marie Barlien and Barbara Hil- dretb lying on the beach, soaking up the French sun. The main picture was The Life of Marjorie Main, starring Framing- ham's own Margaerile Hayer. Coming out of the show, I stepped into the new Wellworth, which had been re- modeled after the recent gang war staged in town had destroyed the dining room. Betty Sullivan, the head waitress, waited on me personally. She told me that most of the food I was eating had been raised on Clijord Knighfff collective farm. I THE PHILOMHTH paid my bill to Virginia lV0rrey, the cashier, and bought a package of cigarettes from Dorofby Diafalezii, the cigarette girl. Stepping out into the street, I encountered Adele Terroni, who told me she was now a career girl with an advertising agency. It was just about time for me to leave dear old Framingham, so I headed for the railroad station. I bought my ticket from Arlene Arbour, and proceeded to wait for the train. I noticed that Irene Dellaranla was running the magazine and candy stand in the station. Finally my train arrived, and as I was getting on I met Rorenzary Doran and Barney Batfrey getting off. These two girls had the unfortunate fate to wind up being old maids. However, they are having a swell time running a fraternity home for men. I'll let them tell you about it. WILLIAM ABLONDI. After we left Billy, we saw as we passed the railroad tracks Eddie Croafti, Carlo Knock-em-dead Galzfani, Claarlie Pon- Irenzoli, Francis Vitlori, and Dorn Slim Zajfno, hopping a freight to escape George Lentoni, president of the State Teachers College. Leaving the boys in their sad flight, we saw joan McLellan and Margaret Fanloni, co-owners of New- berry, Inc., in conference with Web Brock- elnzan. Listening in, we discovered that they were making plans to import Dona Mayo and Shirley Ellir, who, at that time, were demonstrating the latest fashion in horseshoes on Dave Pop Flanders' farm. Going by the bus stop, we saw sitting be- hind the wheel of a bus, jinnny Wal.rb, who had only recently won the Adele Afkinr award for slow drivers. jimmy told us that the new rocket buses were owned by Cynthia Baller, the reformed speed demon. Suddenly our ears were smitten by the strains of a beautiful song. Peering around the corner of Newberry's, our amazed eyes beheld jackie jewel! singing

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ie The Lip Chevalier, and Beffy Sleczr- leozixfki, successor to Vera Vague. Ann Garbarino and Anflrey Finkelsfein were rivals for the affection of Loziir Trazfaglini. On the way out of the cinema lthat's Chinese for moviesj we noticed George Railizfonyk, surrounded as usual by a bevy of beautiful girls, among whom we saw Greta Bjorknzan, Aflele Higginr, Barli Miller, and Par Dernzonil. Outside, on top of the National Bank, we saw a huge billboard heralding the arrival of Kafie Qninzani and her famous all-girl orchestra, featuring Dolly Earley, as vocalist, Marria Ring and her hot trumpet, and Marllaa Wfbifing and her violin. Next we went into the Reform School for Drifting Debs and Floating Fellows, which was owned and operated by Par Maroni and joan Meliigan. Joan and Pat told us that they had just brought in two of our old classmates, Ray Croflay and Clarence Snzitli. This was Clarence's second offense. He'd done a stretch before for ringing in false alarms. Leaving the school, we were immediate- ly run over by a jet-propelled automobile. Then the driver, none other than Nicky Melegor, picked us up, threw us in the back seat, and asked us if we'd like a ride up to Farm Pond to see the newly opened boat yard. Not seeing any means of escape, we said we'd love to. Off we went and we reached the pond in two and three-quarter seconds. fNicky told us that her car ran by atomic power!j At the pond, we fell out, and whom should we see swabbing the decks of one of the yachts but Alan Kendrick. Alan told us that he got his swabby experience from his many years in the Navy. V7e also learned that all the boats were the prop- erty of Reil King, mayor of the town. We were glad to hear that Red had graduated from a Harfoot to a flat-headed politician. Speak of the devil, as the saying goes, and in came Red, dragging behind him his THE PHILOMHTH wife, Lorraine Lanelrbarg, and their thir- teen little devils. You can see that Red's not superstitious. The reason for this fam- ily get-together was the christening of a new boat by Nanny Haagliey. The boat was to be christened The Shack. We said good-bye to all our friends and got into Nicky's Atomic Auto. Getting back into town, we were thrown out by Nicky's boy friend, Emil Marzira, who needed all the room for his many Olympic medals, which he always carried around with him. We landed on the safety island in front of what was formerly the Memorial Build- ing, but which now housed the offices of Emilie Moxon and her Clean-Up Cuties, a new name for the Board of Health. As we passed, we waved to Emilie, and then we went into I-Iughes', which was owned and operated by Wanda Brailley, Ph.D., A.B. C., X.Y.Z., the head pharmacist. Wanda told us that she had added a floor show for the entertainment of the high school crowd. The show featured jane! Mitchell, as vocalist, and Playllir Grady and Carolyn Marlilen, can-can dancers. After a short one fcoke, that islj we went out on the Avenue and noticed a new dress shop run by Rifa Capra and Mary Tagliaferri. As we passed, we saw Irene Offazfiani cutting off some of the New Look dresses to make them over into the Newest Look dresses, which were fourteen inches above the knee. Iner Anzeffi almost knocked us over as she came rushing out. She cooled off just long enough to tell us that she had tried in vain to get Mary and Rita to go into business with herself and Margaret Main, co-owners of an exclusive Men's Store. Walking along, we stopped in amazement in front of the new high school. Rushing in before the last bell for old times' sake, we trampled over Bob Belnionle, the re- cently appointed principal of the school. Dusting himself off,'Bob gave us permis-