Franklin High School - Key Yearbook (Franklin, NH)

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.jshriforicaf .Ish-Jyfea of Me Cfazm of 1957 What is it like to be a senior? One might answer that it feels good to know that it's an end to study, or that it feels just the same as being a junior. But there are many of us who are sorry to leave Franklin High School. These four years have been full of memories, friends and new experiences. And now, suddenly, it's all over. The four years were short-too short. The class of 1957 entered F. H. S. on a sunny September day in 1953 with all the usual confusion, wonder and questions. We were strong and weren't we proud of being the largest class in school! After the flush of newness had worn off, we elected our class officers. Burgess Doherty became our president, Brad Kidder, our vice-presidentg Eugenia McKeever, our secretary, and jerry Audet our treasurer. We all hoped that we were on our way to building our class into something worthwhile with Miss Dololf as our advisor. Then came the dreaded moment, initiation! The seniors had threatened us for weeks and most of us were at least a little scared. We came to school that day looking different, to say the least. The girls wore old dungarees with suspenders and even tried to smoke pipes. But the boys ..... well, who can forget those skirts, nylons, and hats? Everywhere we turned, it seemed as if a new lipstick mark was added to our faces by some senior. The same night we performed our stunts to the blare of Dragnet , After it was all over we could truly say it was fun! We chose Pat Ruel as our carnival queen candidate during the winter carnival. Even though we didn't come out on top we had a lot of satisfaction in our participation. Our one and only annual freshman dance was held in the spring. We had loads of fun preparing it. Suddenly, june was in our laps and one year of high school was gone. Civics classes were just another memoryg but gosh, they had been hardl We returned to Franklin High as sophomores after a summer of work and vacation. It was hard to calm down and return to studies, but after a week or so, school seemed as if it were almost a second home. Mrs. Kidder became our class advisor. Remember how she called us mes enfants ? We elected our class ofhcers and this time we picked Sally Hoitt as our presidentg Brad Kidder, our vice-president, Joanne Roy, our secretaryg and A1 Karlburg, our treasurer. We soon were planning tor our biggest dance of the year, the Holiday Hop. The theme was Winter Wonderland and the decorations were beautiful. Time rolled by so quickly that before we could say jack Robinson the winter carnival began. We elected Bev Sargent as our candidate for queen and then we tried hard to win. I guess we didn't try quite hard enough because we lost and the seniors won. The rest of the year was spent in planning our dance and a food sale. Final exams came and most of us became juniors, much to our relief. We went to Newfound Lake again for our class trip, our final day spent as Sophomores, and we had fun. We were full fledged upper-classmen-juniors. Of course, we had the feeling of almost, but not quite, being seniors, so we returned to high school with enthusiasm. 30

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CLAQQ QONC Words and Music by Joyce Reeves As our high school days draw to, an end, we pause be-fore We leave to ,Q 19 Q H FT e ' :Ll .l l e I' Q grasp and hold what-e'er we caug for to we soon mustcleaveg thanlf film? us thru 1 thes e yearsg a ands' so ll the fu-ture dwell. n 1 53554 all we love and Cher is Eli Mil '?? we bid a fond fare-well!

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34 .Ra 231752: . .1 We elected Linda Dickerson as presidentg Al Karlburg, as'vice-president: .Carol Pandini, as secretaryg and Bev Sargent, as treasurer. When we looked around, we noticed that there were a lot more girls left in our class than boys. This fact always led to a few arguments in class meetings, but they usually ended in a good laugh. A big event of our junior year was the selecting of our class rings. Finally they arrived. It seemed as though we were almost through our school years when we slipped them onto our lingers. The Winter Carnival started without any snow that year, and it didn't seem much like winter. We elected Sheilah Enneguess as our queen. Eventually, it started to snow and it never stopped. We had our snowg but, unfortunately, our class didn't win the carnival. As soon as the Carnival ended, we started planning for our junior Prom which was held in April. We decided that Star Dust would be the theme of the prom and sent away for our decorations. The crepe paper didn't come in exactly the colors we wanted and naturally we ran out of crepe paperg however, the decorations looked fine, much to everyone's pleasure. The snow stayed and stayed and it 'seemed as if spring would never come that year. When spring finally did come, there were the usual number of squirt guns and paper airplane aviators. When the last school days in june ended, we left knowing that we would return as seniors--was it possible? Had we really come this far? In September 1956 the busiest and most remembered year began. We were seniors! The last class elections of our school years were held. Jim Rioux became our president, Sally Hoitt, our vice-presidentg Sheilah Enneguess, our secretaryg and Bev Sargent, our treasurer. Unfortunately, jim moved to Connecticut: so we picked Elaine Roy as our new president. Much to our pleasure, Mrs. Bilodeau became our capable advisor. Our first big job was to initiate the freshmen and initiate them we did. Our theme was Rock 'n' Roll and we really had a ball making the freshmen do as we pleased. When it was all over, we realized that we had made money, too, so we were really thankful to the frosh. Whether they were as thankful as we were still remains a question. ' We held several dances. Remember the annual Sadie Hawkins dance? The kids dressed in Dog Patch style and we picked Sally Hoitt and Sid Seamans as Daisy Mae and Little Abner . Then we held the Soda Pop Hop where we fed everyone sodas and frappes. Our soda jerks were the best and everyone had an enjoyable evening dancing. When winter came, we began to think about the Winter Carnival. Because of our lack of boys everyone remained a bit pessimistic about the seniors winning the carnival. We elected Joyce Reeves as our carnival queen and she chose Arthur Moodey as her escort. We couldn't help but feel as if we were great when joyce and Arthur were officially crowned king and queen of the 1957 Carnival Ball. The rest of the year sped by with many of us working on the year book and devoting our time to the themes for Senior English. We traded our pictures and name cards with a great rush. We ordered our invitations, caps, and gowns with a dignified importance. Then, suddenly, spring came to Franklin and it was as wonderful as springs' in Franklin High always areg but this was the best one. The warm breezes meant the end of the four years that had shaped us into something new. Our ideas and tastes were different. Perhaps, we were just a bit more mature. The Senior Prom came and then we were signing our yearbooks, Finally, we walked in the Class Day Parade as seniors with our blue caps and gowns. It was our final week. It was sad and it was happy. lt meant the end of so much. No matter how many people told us that it meant the beginning of something new and even more wonderful, we still felt sad when we walked across the stage and received our diplomas. Franklin High was no longer a place of teachers and books. It had become a warm feeling somewhere down inside. 31