Framingham North High School - Archon Yearbook (Framingham, MA)

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14 THE PHILOMATH farewell and went in the direction of their respective homes. Coming from the tele- phone office I saw operators Mary Ford, Nina Cunningham, Barbara Scott, Louise Gruppi, Louisa Salvi, and Laura Rivers, who greeted me with their well-known Helios. With them I strolled by Emilio Brandolini ' s shoe store. He and his assist- ant, Enio Facchini, were playing the Side- walk Serenade, and Betty Perry and Mary Piso were dancing a jig. I noticed a placard in the window bearing the words, Paul Martin to Play the Classical Ver- sion of Tschaikowski ' s Concerto in D Minor. Kenneth Linnehan and Rita O ' M alley to Sing Modern Version, ' To- night We Love. ' We walked by the Edison Company ' s Office and saw cashier Bertha Woodward and Manager Margaretta Thompson dem- onstrating their newest appliances to Ste- phan Leograndis, Fire Chief, and Mar- garet Elwell. Two doors away, at Mavis Jensen ' s dress shop, I met Virginia Fair and Priscilla Donoghue exchanging their nurses ' uniforms for evening dresses, which they were going to wear to debu- tantes Adeline Preservati ' s and Olivia Bratica ' s debut. Phyllis Abbott was the saleswoman who waited on them. I left the business district and turned toward my home in the country. I passed a prosperous chicken farm run by Dorothy Whittemore and Dorothy Larsen. I next caught sight of Ruth Small and her per- sonal aide, Josephine Tersoni. Ruth boast- ed that Josephine could cook the best fried chicken in town. At the present mo- ment, both were looking for rare specimens to add to Ruth ' s stone collection. I turned to look back in the direction of the Memorial Building. I gazed with awe. Those who still strolled outside and talked of old times were staring at a low-flying green object which appeared, speeding down Union Avenue. The object soon materialized in W ' timer Smith ' s Ford, out on a tailspin. Bob King was in the co- pilot ' s seat. The last thing I saw was Win- thro p Savage lending a dime to Barbara Hill, who immediately made a down pay- ment on a novel pair of shoes. On reaching home, I trudged wearily up the stairs to bed. Ho-hum — it was a love- ly party — had a grand time — such a nice dress — (yawn). Mario Ablondi, Shirley Mason, John McManus, Lorraine Resteghini. SNAPSHOTS 1. Boys. Fourth Grade. Roosevelt School. 2. First Grade. St. Stephen ' s. 3. Girls, Fourth Grade, Roosevelt School. 4. John Hanagan. 5. Barbara Harrington. 6. Giovannina Piscitello. 7. Edward Kenway. 8. Helen Foster. 9. Dianlha Seaman. 10. George York. 11. Laura May Coady. 12. Jean Clapp. 13. Gertrude Gavin. 14. Robert Whittemore. 15. Malcolm Boynton. 16. The Woodward twins. 17. Ruth Small and Belly Alspaugh. 18. Herbert Leach. 19. Bennie Bartolini and Michael D ' Amalo. 20. Joan Balch. 21. Charles Hickson. 22. Gene Murlagh. Tex Crane and his kid brother. 23. John Halpin. 24. Anne Larnis. 25. David Flood. 26. Michael D ' Amalo. 27. Malcolm Boynton (Yes, again!) 28. Rita Oliver.

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16 °- THE PHILOMATH We, the Class of One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-two, being the most illustrious and noisiest class ever to enter the portals of F.H.S., do, in a somewhat debatable and cloudy state of mind, here- by and forthwith make our last will, testa- ment, and what have you. First: To the Juniors and Sophs, who should swell with pride at the very men- tion of their name in such a worthy docu- ment as this, we leave any broken pieces of chalk, and also all the pencil stubs that were thrown down corridors after the last class. Second: We also leave an acute paper shortage which we hope forthcoming classes will make the best of, and herewith remind teachers that if any pupil is caught whispering he is doing it only to save the paper he could have used for a note, which would have been much safer. Third: To the Student Crier we leave an automatic typer which types anything set before it and types until it is done. We thus save two minutes from the afternoon notices with the constant plea for typists. Fourth: Also to the Student Crier we leave a ten-cent bottle of ink so that one issue may be readable. Fifth: To Mr. Brooks we leave a pack- age of Wheaties (2 for 15c), which he will certainly need if he rides his son ' s bicycle to school every morning, leaving Junior wailing on the front steps. Sixth: To Mr. Dooling we leave neon marshal badges so that when he sees a gang gathering about one spot he can find the marshal in the middle without taking his life in his hands trying to get through. These badges are free with the compli- ments of the Moonshine Ginger-ale Co. and will be sent on receipt of mailing charges which come to $17.52. Seventh: To Miss Squires we would like to leave another Victor Saulnier, who knows his literature all the way, but sorry- to-say we can ' t find one. Eighth: To Shelley Glew we leave a Buck Rogers Flying Belt so he can always be right there with his camera for the big moment, and also to Shelley our sincere gratitude for the way in which he has en- couraged our teams. Ninth: We, the more classical members of Student Council, leave our oratorical powers to any oncoming class which has as many Mexican Athletes. Personal 1. I, Peggy Come on, dear, mow ' em down! Davitt, do hereby relinquish my honorary position as inspirer of the F.H.S. glorious gridiron victories to Rita Boland, hoping that she will carry on the highly established, honored tradition by cheer- fully consoling the captain for the few de- feats and joyously rewarding him for the many victories of the season. 2. I, David Lend me just a nickel Tomb, leave to anyone who can ' t find women to spend money on, my ability to lose it in slot machines. 3. I, Mario Look at my Cary Grant profile Ablondi, leave my glorious face to any sophomore who happens to have the good fortune to possess a face like mine. 4. I, Joan Slow down for curves Balch, leave my Come up some time and see me ways to Molly Ducey, who in another year or so will become as experi- enced as I am now.