Franklin High School - Key Yearbook (Franklin, NH)

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waterfront became the center of attraction, as everyone glided across the Hwharves and piers to the music of the Yacht Club Grches- tra at our own Junior Prom.--Forward to Vic- tory. SUCCESS Yes, we had reached our goal. We had be- come seniors. All the magnificent splendor of being the leading class in school was now ours, as we prepared to live the greatest year of our school career. Immediately upon the opening of school, we elected our leaders. Arthur Frew as president, Thelma Gassett, vice-presidentg Dolores Nadeau, secretary, and Mary St. Cyr, treasurer. Then we elected David as our Editor in Chief and the work on The Key of '50 began. Pictures, name cards, senior prom discussions all became the orders of the day . And then came the hurry and scurry of our last winter carnival. Basketball, bowling, photography, skiing, and sculpturing filled out our days. Each class worked unceasingly to win the trophy, but victory was ours. On the night of Februry ll, before a large throng, our queen Tillie and king Arthur were crowned at the Ball, and the Class of '50 reigned over the Winter Carnival of '50. Truly, this was a great year for us. The Franklin High cheerleaders, including seven seniors, won the Central N. H. Cheerleading Tournament and were presented the trophy awarded by the N. H. Morning Union. The lucky seniors on this squad were Marie Flana- gan, Madeleine Leahy, Winnifred Dumond, Glenna Veysey, Peggy Schmidt, Florence VVescott, and Adrienne Rousseau. Thanks for a swell job, girls. And then at the end of the football season another honor was taken by the seniors. Romeo LaRoche received the most valuable player trophy awarded by the K. of C. Glenice Dearborn was chosen our D. A. R. Good Citizen. Another honor which was bestowed upon us was the opportunity of choosing some of our boys to represent us as Junior Rotarians. These boys were David Bagley, Arthur Frew, Ronald Bailey, Nick Liolis,'Richard Seamans, Paul Lemire, and john Vlfelch. This year also, the senior class was fortunate to have six of its members rep- resent it at the State Music Festival. Rep- lCSClltlllg the glee club were Paul Lemire, Raymond Jeanson, Marie Flanagan, and Dolores Nadeau. Representing the band were Glenice Dearborn, and Barbara Smith. And now came the more serious part of our final year in F. H. S. Gur proud parents joined us in our celebrations at the Senior Banquet. In the elegant dimness of candlelight, attended by the pleasant tinkle of dishes and the low hum of voices, we ate, and drank and toasted our own achievements. VVe were all together, and nothing could break the spell. We were very happy. Class Day-We can never forget it. This year it was our turn to decorate the corridors by hanging those dignified maroon gowns from locker doors. This year it was our turn to march in that gala parade in graduation re- galia. This year it was our turn to clown in the gym, to receive the funny class gifts, and to have tea on the lawn afterwards, while the cameras clicked the day into permanent memory. Suddenly the entire school was topsy- turvyv. Suitcases crowded the corridor and variously attired seniors hurried to and fro. This was Class Trip day-the last time when we would be together as an informal group. Good-bye, have a good time. Bring me a souvenir. Has anybody seen my jacket? Gay banter, high spirits, familiar, congenial companions. We rode the crest of the wave. Then our enchanted evening . Soft lights, sweet music, lovely gowns. The Class of '50 sponsored its last event, the Senior Prom. Baccalaureate Sunday came swiftly, and, at last, our night of nights. We filed into the auditorium for the last time as a part of the student body of F. H. S. In the midst of con- gratulations, smiles, and tears, we received our diplomas, those certificates which told us that we had reached, victoriously, the end of the road. What lies ahead for the Class of 'SOP It is difficult to tell at the present. But when this history is read again, when it has become an- other chapter in the perpetual line of F. H. S. Keys, we, with our eager youth and aspira- tions, hope to have written a happy conclusion to the Idylls of '50, For we shall have lived our Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomor- row.

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new swf? -' ' Q' Ur. mzjff. of as BEGINNERS Our story begins on a sunny September day in the year 1946. For some people this may have been a day of sadness, but for us, the Class of '50, it was a day awaited with much anticipation. For on this morning, we were to begin a new school life. From this day forth, we were to be classified as high school students, and we proudly acclaimed our title as freshmen, as teen-agers from everywhere, gathered in the Daniell junior High School schoolyard. The year sped quickly by. New friendships budded and ripened. January arrived with its snow and cold and of course the F. H. S. win- ter carnival. VVinnifred Dumond represented us as carnival queen candidate. VVe put up a good fight, but the seniors proved too strong a match for us. The days flew by until flowers began to appear and spring fever became the major epidemic at school. VVith spring came the highlight of our freshman year-the Fresh- man Party. VVho can ever forget Dolly and john as they waltzed to the beautiful music of Spike jones' Orchestra! Andrew made it vey convenient to catch them on the spot, dir'n't he? Oh, we'l, it was all in fun and the party turned out to be a wonderful suc- cess. .Xt last. came the finale of our first year as high school students. On the afternoon of .lime l3. l947. we received our certificates of promotion at an informal ceremony held in the Dan'ell Junior High School gym.-VVe march ahead. EXPERIENCE Sophomores! That was a great word for us -a word which was to symbolize many new experiences: for you see, we now had moved from Daniell junior High School to the high school building. At last, we were to get a good look at all the wonderful features of Franklin High School. Our good look, how- ever, was to involve many other things-a new routine, getting lost while passing from class to class, and locks that we could not work. lX'hat a time we had, and just as We began to settle down, HANG l-the Sophomore lnitiation. This was one day when feminine glamour and manly pride had to be forgotten, for we looked anything but glamorous with our very stylish hairdos and not--made-up faces. And of course. the boys were not too proud of the bows in their hair, and the monstrous way of wearing their shirts. Then, who could ever forget that Tunnel of Horrorsu? Boy, those seniors could really lay it on ! XfYith time F. H. S. eased back into the regu- lar routine and we, as sophomores, began our more serious duties as part of a functioning school body. To lead us in these duties we elected Floyd Rounds our class presidentg VVal- ter Poisson, vice-presidentg Theresa Dumond secretary: and Arthur Frew, treasurer. Soon the winter carnival time rolled around again. This year, we chose Theresa Dumond to rep' resent us as the sophomore carnival queen. Then, spring marked the second stepping stone on our path to glory.-On we go. PREPARATION As high school juniors, we approached the last mile toward our goal. To lead us on to this goal, we once again chose Floyd Rounds. Theresa Dumond, NVinnifred Dumond, and Dolores Nadeau, as our class oiiicers. NVe immediately began preparing for our senior year, by electing a ring committee to investi- gate the many ring offers which we received. lt was with the arrival of our rings that we began to sense the nearing of our goal. Upon our ever widening horizon we seemed to glimpse the slim vision of success which some- how was symbolized by those rings, and we began to realize that rich rewards were waiting for all who followed in pursuit of this vision. Again the winter carnival. Thelma Cassett was chosen queen for our junior class. This was also the year when Glenice Dearborn and David Bagley were chosen to represent us at Girls' and Boys' State. Of course, during all these other activities, the committees which we had elected at the beginning of the year, were working diligently on our Prom. The big climax of our junior year in F. H. S. came on May 20, 1949. On this night the New York

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CIM flflklf XYe, the class of l950, supposedly of sound mind and body and in the presence of our attorney, Mr. Bughouse Jones, hereby leave this last will and testament to all teachers and underclassmen. To Mr. Connor. with fond remembrances of a swell year in room 23, janet LaChance wills her Hchaw o' gum . Mrs. Chamberlain is the recipient of God- frey Miller's slick English accent. The Senior Class wills to Mr. Ball all of the unclaimed hats left in the lockers. To Mr. Hoban, we haven't the heart to leave Anne Herbst and Sally Colby. To Mr. Cook, we leave a cute angle. Elsie Therrien leaves her gentle smile and charm to Marilyn Murray. jean Humphrey wills her height to Fred Dane. Bill Cannan and Martin Lasak bequeath to Ben Hayes and Clarence Dussault, their paints and brushes-take good care of them, boys. To janet Lal'lante. Gwen Walker wills her A 's. Gordon Pierce leaves his hockey stick and puck to Ronnie Pelletier. information on How To Go Steady and Like lt goes to Grace Hamel from Marjorie Morrill. Evelyn Emerson's quiet ways are to be in- herited by 'leanne Deshaies. To Louise VVescott, Helen Kiloczki offers her cute smile. Paul Lemire bequeaths his outstanding ,Z -fl, hh- LL ' f .4- ' ff? X f athletic ability to Phil Gut. Mary St. Cyr wills her pet locker rat to anyone who can afford to bring two lunches instead of one. Adrienne Rousseau leaves her giggles to Barb Ripley. Keep them under perfect control, Barb. Rita Brouillard wills her bus ticket to An- dover to Hazel Gilman. Henry Dead-eye Deshaies leaves his hot shotsu to Donnie Sylvester. Gladys Griswold bequeaths her little black book on H ow To Get Your Man to Marcelle Auger. Andrew Nadeau wills his hearty laugh to jerry Gauthier. Frank Raymond leaves to Ray Pelletier, the few inches he has, to help him out in years to CUIHC. Mederick Leblanc and Bob Pelletier leave only their memory to the juniors, as they are taking everything else with them. Dot Watson and Steve Jurta leave their ability to be seen and not heard to Annette Pelletier and Rachel Dodge. Ethel and Mary Churas will their pep , vim , and Uvigor' to Pat Jones and Kenny Coen.