Greenfield High School - Evergreen / Exponent Yearbook (Greenfield, MA)

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Monday, June 19, 1950 THE EXPONENT Page Three Uflt BARBARA ALLEN We are gathered here on this ninteenth clay of June, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fifty, to read the last will of the graduating class of the Greenfield High School, city of Greenfield, county of Franklin, and state of Massachusetts, being of full age and sound and disposing mind and memory, do make, publish, and declare this to be our last will. To the juniors, we wish to make clear that all our debts should be paid before you can become full-fledged seniors. To the sopho¬ mores, we leave all back corridors and secluded spots to all couples who wish to make good use of them. To Mr. Watt, we return his high-powered binoculars to spy on any sleeping sophomore in the balcony, which were given to him by the Class of “48” and taken away by the Class ot “49.” Phyl Rogalski leaves her place on the basketball team to Fag Gardner in hopes that next year’s team will be successful. Isabel Levy leaves her “LaSalle to Barb Allen—the junior. Leo Maniatty leaves his ability to get around to Art Dyer. Mary T. Hanley bequeaths her dancing ability to any graceful junior, if there is one! June Louden leaves with three cheers for the Navy. Dick Metelica leaves his “Little Black Book” to George Staf¬ ford. Pat Meech leaves her duties at the Girls Club to Ann Hamer. Jane Haskell leaves still wearing a size “3J ” shoe. Phloise Koonz leaves her ability to be late for typing five days a week, every week, to Marilyn Ricker.. James Phippard leaves still hoping for a Republican victory in “52.” Beverly Putnam leaves her spot on Pro Merito to Joan LaPalme. Delores Ivestyn leaves her pitching ability to Peggy Dedinas. William Hawkins leaves his many hours of detention to Ray Gagnon. Betty Babcock leaves her school spirit to Pauline Bibby. Bill Dobbrow wills his colorful shirts to Roland Emery.. Betty Drew transfers her interest in Turners Falls to John Pochus, who seems to have strayed towards there. Gordon Cobb leaves his quietness to Harry Williams. Mary L. Hanley leaves her constant good-naturedness to Anne McGuane. Dick Sautter leaves his four years of English to any sophomore who wants or needs them. Carolyn Striegel regretfully relinquishes her place on the cheer¬ ing squad to Pat Murphy. Betty Chesk leaves glad that the ordeal has come to an end to 360 sophomores and juniors. Katie Mastaler leaves her basketball ability to Barb Clifford. Larry Masicllo leaves his singing ability to Clayton Peters, hoping that he will make the forthcoming musicals a success. Jeanne Paquette leaves her ability to be seen and not heard to Nancy Bosworth. Karlene Sasche leaves still day-dreaming. Nonnie Gagnon is keeping her booth in Rita’s for future enjoy¬ ment. Louise Richardson leaves her knack of accomplishing tasks quickly and thoroughly to Evelyn Lewis. John Rau leaves gladly. Theresa Barry leaves her “foolish heart” to Rosemary O’Hara. Claire Boisjolie leaves her flying fingers on the typewriter to Amy Bergeron. Ann Beaumont leaves her extra package of gum to Barb Clif¬ ford. Nook Burniski leaves his long hanging hip pads to Billy Lewis. Eleanor Davenport leaves her DAR Good Citizenship Award to anyone deserving enough. Joyce Waterman leaves her “Oh, My Lord” to anyone else with large vocabulary. Tommy Ryan leaves his ability to run Greenfield to next year’s selectmen. Donald Cardwell leaves his extra excuses from gym to Ralph Akey. Ann Caron leaves her speaking voice to Connie Duffney. Jane Crepeau leaves fond memories of the Senior Play to Mr. JAMES STAMATOPULOS Hubbard, hoping that it will give him strength enough to carry on. Eugene DeNofrio leaves his yellow suspenders to Sammy Wade in an even trade for Sammy ' s red ones. Reilla Emery leaves her ability to lead the cheerleaders to Mary Jo McNicholas. Franny Goodale leaves her outside interest to Amy Bergeron. Sonny Allen leaves his fine athletic ability and his muscles to John Joslyn. Betty Arnesen leaves her magnetic personaltiy and ever¬ present smile to Ellen Erisman. Dorothy Call leaves her ability to decipher Mr. Bush’s com¬ plicated formulas to Bob Chase. Stan Doorc leaves his ability to collect class dues to any under¬ classman foolish enough to try. Marie Couture leaves her position in Sullivan’s to Margaret Martin. David Randall leaves his car to Roger Allen. Lois Raymond leaves her curly hair to Curly O’Donnell. Theresa Bergeron leaves still singing “I Was Drunk Last Night, Dear Mother.” Dick Hawkins, Jim McCarthy and Jerry Sherman leave three government checks to any up and coming racketeers. Mary Dalmaso leaves her seat in Miss Dacey’s room to Amy Bergeron. John Alex leaves his fine speaking ability and sense of sportsman¬ ship to Dick Prescott. Barbara Allen leaves her Sears Roebuck driving license to Art Dyer who seems to be in need of one. Ralph Blodgett leaves his fine sense of humor at orchestra re¬ hearsals to Bruce Plympton, his understudy and slave. William Casey leaves his favorite trombone to Mr. Johnson, hoping that someone can fill his shoes. William Dixon leaves his half interest in the First National to Billy Boguslawski. Alice Hume leaves her cat for next year’s Senior Play. Janice Townsend leaves her short hair to Moreen Enderle, hoping that it’s still short. Jimmy Stamatopulos leaves his bashfullness towards women to John Joslyn. Helen Berry leaves her ability to conveniently blush to Anne Davey. Hints For Fishermen 1 1 appears that some of our high- school fishermen have been ha ving fairly good luck on their favorite trout streams. Although cold weather during the first two or three weeks of the sea¬ son caused a slack in fishing, warm May and June weather has finally brought the trout out of hiding. Here are a few of the results: Donald Card- well has caught 10, David Fay 5, Bill Martin 11, Edward Mackevich 13, Charlie Gibbs 28. Walter Wandeloski 70, Ray Gagnon 30, Donald Flood 7. Rodney Teronzo 20, and Allen Ter- onzo 30. Now that the weather has become warmer and the streams have lowered. many 1 fishermen have thrown aside their worm cans and now rely wholly upon flies. Because of the lightness of the tackle and of the fact that artificial lures are used, fly fishing has always been considered the most aristocratic method of fishing. There is a certain satisfaction in fooling a fish with a hand tied fly that can’t be appreciated unless you have had this thrilling experience. Catching trout on a fly also requires much more skill than that needed in bait fishing. Fly fishing is a broad subject, but foi the beginner we might take inti - consideration the three general types of flies. The first type is the dry fly, tied to represent adult insects and meant to float on the surface of the water. These are usually cast upstream and Paul “Tracy” Burdick leaves two hundred pounds heavier than when he entered. Ted Croteau leaves his harmonica to Carl Jordan, just in case Carl loses his trumpet. Robert Edmonds leaves one of his two nimble feet to Charlie Harris. “Jimmy” Harris Laves a fleet of foot to John Taylor, in hopes that John will do his share in carrying future athletic teams to victory. Harry Renfrew leaves his job at the First National to anyone who wants it. Joan Osgood leaves her shyness to Ruth Koziski. Phil Sevene leaves his midnight walks to Chris Collins. Shirley Smead leaves her love for the out-of-doors to Barbara Curtis. Priscilla Van Wagner wills her blonde hair and a gallon of peroxide to June Seyfert. Norma Waite leaves her love for college men to Diane Rood. Herbert Warriner leaves his politeness to Mike Gexler. Jean Mosher leaves her ability in public speaking to Marcia Ingham. Lillian Morrell leaves her ability to keep out of trouble to her cousin, Phyllis Nichols. Gene Washer leaves his mechanical ability to Reginald Sey¬ more. Leo Maniatty leaves his afternoon gym periods and guidance classes to Jim Day, who undoubtedly will be in need of them. Lawrence Masiello leaves an unsurpassed record of tardiness to William O’Donnell. John Meyer leaves one or two exasperated teachers. Harry Renfrew leaves ten gross of absence blanks to Nina Daft. Richard Stone leaves his cock-eyed ideas on how to run the school and world to “Butch” Britton, his understudy. John Sadowski leaves his extra book reports to the Eisners. Donald Cardwell leaves without regret. Cynthia Holman leaves her spot in the corridor to Ruth Ethier. Elwin Baker leaves still trying to sell his 1929 Cadillac, (which he bought for $ 26 ,) {-Sr $50. Joseph Johnson leaves his poker face to John Musiak. Erwin Magoon leaves any future upholstering jobs to Brant Robinson. Dorothy Aiken leaves her stenographic ability to Phyllis Bryant. Finally Robert Thrasher leaves the frustrating job of trying to get such things as this will in in time, to some unsuspecting fool of a junior. allowed to float down with the current. Next we have the wet fly. These represent nymphs or insect larvae and sink below the surface. Wet flies are cast across or downstream, allowed to sink a little, and retrieved in a twitch¬ ing motion to imitate an insect swim¬ ming. The last type is bucktails and stream¬ ers. These flies are long and fish-like in shape to represent minnows and are fished in a similar manner to wet flies. The fly used depends on how the trout are feeding. When the fish are rising and jumping to the surface for insects, a dry fly would probably yield the best results. When the fish can be observed feeding on the bottom, a nymph-like fly (wet fly) would be used. Remember also that bass, perch, sun fish, pickerel and many other types of fish can be taken on flies. Of course, the fisherman must have a little knowl¬ edge of such fishes feeding habits in order to be successful in his attempts. Skill in fishing, as in any other sport, is obtained through experience. The more skillful you become, the more fish you will catch. Remember that the fun is in the catching and that it is usually cheaper to buy your fish in the market if all you want is meat. Good luck and “tight lines I L. H. THOMPSON j GAS - OIL - LUBRICATION ACCESSORIES ; Greenfield, Massachusetts « DfLID’S music STORE 27 Chapman Street Greenfield In witness wc have hereinto set our hands and seals this day be¬ fore we grab out hats and run. James T. Stamatopulos Barbara H. Allen Smart Styles at Budget Prices at PEGGY PARKER

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Page Two THE EXPONENT Monday, June 19, 1950 CIIItc Exponent Editors-In-Chief lames Phippard Robert Thraaher Faculty Advisor Mr. William L. Hubbard News Editor Patricia Meech Sports Editors Mary Carroll Rosemary O’Hara Feature Editor Jane Crepeau Business Manager Edward Keller Advertising Manager Annabel Paradis Exchange Editor Anita Cross PublUhcd monthly by the students ot Greenfield High School, Greenfield, Mass. Rates: 60c per year, 10c per single issue. JDNIORPOETRY THE ENCHANTED SEASON The grass is brown; the trees are full; The pumpkin bursts its vine. The frost is painting pictures On trees in colors fine. The ghostly goblins ride their brooms; And wild geese pass unseen. For, lo; the scampering squirrel Brings us to Hallowe’en. Barbara Allen 51 SPRING DRIVER TRAINING For his last printed word on the editorial page, this editor, before leaving G. H. S., would like to enter a plea for the speedy com¬ mencement of driver training in this school. As the writer is graduating from G. H. S. and could in no way reap the benefits to be derived from such a course, he feels free to state his position in the matter. The cost of such a course would be nominal. The car would be sold to the town for one dollar. A new auto shop with adequate personnel would be available to maintain it. An instructor is already available. The few hundred dollars required to pay an instructor and purchase replacement parts would be more than offset by an overall saving in property damage to say nothing of personal injury and death. Three billion dollars are lost every year through motor vehicle accidents; there are fifty million operators in the nation. Simple arithmetic tells us that the pro rata individual driver’s share of this annual national garage bill is sixty dollars. By inaugurating driver training, and by cutting down on acci¬ dents, the citizens of the community would save more than the amount put into the project. Someone will say, Wha t proof have you that the motor vehicle accident rate will be reduced?” We would answer that the American Automobile Association, in care¬ fully controlled checks, has shown that the accident rate among trained drivers is 50% less than that of untrained drivers. It may appear rather materialistic to think of the issue of driver training in terms of dollars and cents alone; it is obvious that the main purpose is the saving of human lives. In 1948, 32,000 per¬ sons were killed in traffic accidents. The appalling number of 1.000,000 were injured, 100,000 of them permanently. Current national publications are filled with articles on Teeni- cides.” These articles point out all too graphically the horrible potential which exists when untrained youth and the automobile are paired off. This writer cannot urge too strongly the adoption of a driver training program. It cannot be assumed that all young people who drive are going to receive skillful training elsewhere. Here is a chance to train properly many of those who otherwise would not have the advantage of personal, professional instruction. Oh; what a beautiful morning. The busy bees are buzzing Tunes that make you Wan I to sing. A bre|eze is drifting Through the air, Bringing with it The pungent scent of Spring. Anne Hamer ' 51 ASSEMBLY The hall is silent. Suddenly the band Strikes up a stirring, rhythmic, martial strain, And then, as if some superhuman hand Were tipping over barrels filled with rain, The crown begins to pour into the hall. They throng through every door, down every stair, They come from cracks and cran¬ nies in the wall, Up through the floor—in fact, from everywhere. One runs ahead to giggle with a friend, While others are content to sit and smile. The boldest jostle forward to con¬ tend For much-disputed seats upon the aisle. Oh, surely by no ordinary means Could all these come so quickly from their rooms; They must arrive on flying jet machines Or whiz in here on countless magic brooms. FOREVER ONWARD Tomorrow evening, June 20, 1950, will usher in the beginning of a new era of our lives. At long last our high-school years will be behind us; the entire world with all its opportunities lies stretched But, through this wondrous scene gives rise to doubt, It ' s nothing when compared with going out. Pauline Bibby ’51 out before us.. Yes, in this land of freedom the entire world lies before young people who desire to succeed in it. What a wonderful thought this is! In no other nation on earth can a young person have so many opportunities as here in America. With these great vistas opeining before us it is vital that we take care as to what field of work we shall enter; it is very import¬ ant that we set a goal for ourselves and continually strive to attain it. It does not seem necessary to tell why a definite goal in life is necessary; the reason appears to be so obvious. How can one succeed in this fast-moving world with competition on every side if he does not at every minute fix his gaze on one desired achieve¬ ment and work toward it? ■ Of course this goal should not be set too high; discouragement would be the only result. Rather, this goal should be subdivided; one should advance toward it a step at a time. One can not expect to realize all of his ambitions as soon as he leaves the auditorium on graduation night. Finally, let us not be discouraged at our difficulties. These are to be expected. There were certainly difficulties encountered during these past school years. At times, maybe some of us felt we would never graduate. Yet, these difficulties have been overcome by sincere effort on our own part, and we have finally reached our first goal. So will it be in the years to come. But let us remember always that we have the power to overcome our difficulties; let us enter the world with determination to reach a fixed goal and to strive for that same goal until it is attained. DENEAULTS 1 Greenfield Appl. Inc. ■ Zenith Radios 275Main St. Dial 9838 j FOUR LEAF CLOVER Bernardston Junction { Routes 5 and 10 | Will rE or BLUE FORMALS For Rent Coa ts, or Complete Suits 48 Hour Service MICHELMANS Odds and Ends Editor’s Scratch Pad That Younger Generation A small boy went with his mother to visit the home of a friend. As they entered the lovely living room filled with beautiful fragile objects artistically arranged in every available spot, the boy ex¬ claimed. “Oh, Mother: Look at all the pretty no-no ' s. SMART LAD A couple couldn ' t find a baby sitter the other night, so they talked their son, Junior, 9, into sitting for himself. “We’ll pay you 50 cents an hour,” his father explained, and time and a half for overtime. Overtime will start when you go to bed. Just as the parents got to their party, Junior phoned that he was ' in bed and starting on overtime. LITTLE ONES LEARN QUICKLY Mother was absent from the even¬ ing meal, so Dorothy, aged seven, sat in her chair and pretended to take her place. The child ' s solemn assumption of matronly airs an¬ noyed her brother, who challenged her position with the remark: so you’re mother tonight? Well, if you’re mother, tell me—how much is six times nine? Calmly and without hesitation. Dorothy retorted, “I’m busy, ask your father, SUCH IS LIFE There is a wonderful example in the life of an ant, began an un¬ suspecting kindergarten teacher. Every day the ant goes to work and works all day. Every day the ant is busy. And in the end what happens? That ' s easy. Someone steps on him, replied a little pupil, promptly. PRESIDENTS ADDRESS With this issue of the “Exponent we conclude our “very enjoyable stay here at G.H.S. Before we do anything else, we want to thank all our staff members who helped in any way on our issues; Mr. Taylor and his boys in the print shop for their fine efforts to get this paper out on time (in spite of us!); and, finally, Mr. Hubbard, whose few remaining hairs have turned a little bit whiter during the past year. It certainly doesn ' t seem that this year is over at last. Of course, the most exciting moment, for tjie seniors, still remains. Just think how much money our class could make if we charged seventy-five cents a seat! We certainly hope all of you enjoy the “Emerald, a booklet which is given away (for S3.00) with this issue of the “Exponent. After all the work done on it, it’s certainly good to read the finished (?) product. By the way, this would be a very good place to give some credit where it is due: The cover of the Emerald was designed by Jane Crepeau; Joe Johnson originated the idea of the drawings in the activities section; the idea of the light and dark type in the senior section is credited to Jane Crepeau; and the art stages were created by Bernard Ethier, Mr. Adams, Richard Stone, and their committee. Before saying goodbye, we want to wish Ronald Hall and his staff thy best of success on the Exponent” next year. We are certain that the new staff will do a great piece of work— or elsel That’s all for now. Here’s wishing all our readers the best of luck in the years ahead. j RITA’S ! Ice Cream i! Candy ! O ' gggggggggggggggggggggge Parents, Teachers, Classmates: Generation after generation of graduating classes have expressed words of praise and gratitude towards our parents and teachers, who have successfully guided us to the finish of our course of education in Greenfield High School, but no matter how hard we try, we can never really do justice towards both. We realize how many sacrifices our parents have made for us and how hard our teachers have labored to prepare us for the future, and many of us feel that you, our parents and teachers, should be honored here in our place. Any gains we are attributed in the future, we can more than partially thank these same teachers and parents. On behalf of this class, 1 want to sincerely thank you, and to express my appre¬ ciation to you, in hopes that we do credit to you in future years. I know we all feel what words cannot express. Classmates: We have come a long way together, and all have had experiences in G. H. S., which we will continually relive in the future. No matter where we go, or what we do, there will be nothing material which will be able to take the place of our years in G. H. S. After leaving these halls, we will go our separate ways, but in leaving we will take with us something many of us never fully appreciated before: an appreciation of our teachers, parents, and fellow classmates. It’s going to be hard leaving friends and class¬ mates, but before us is a world which is issuing a challenge which we must tackle and master. If wc should ever come together in the future, I am sure it will be with the same feeling of fellowship towards all.

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Page Four THE EXPONENT Monday, June 19, 1950 SENIOR PLANS Maniatty, Nichols Junior College: Claire Theroux, Fay School; and Priscilla Van Wagner, Bay Path. Schools of nursing have attracted several girls. Those planning to attend Burbank Hospital include Marvanne Rogerson, Phyllis Rogalski, Annabelte Paradis, Jane Haskell, Delores Kestyn, Patricia Meeeh, and Eleanor Daven¬ port. The last two have also been accepted at Childrens’ Hospital. Jean Mosher is planning to serve on the staff of Franklin County Hospital. Only one student, to date, is planning to enter preparatory school. This Paul Burdick, who has been accepted at Hebron Academy. Finally, Judith Schucker and Alex¬ ander Banach, post graduates, have been accepted at Deaconess Hospital and Northeastern University, respec¬ tively. (Class ' jJruplu ' cy WILLIAM HAWKINS ELEANOR JEAN DAVENPORT Time: Jovember 45, 1965, the year 25 A. C. (After Chemistry.) Place: Caricosto’s Theater (replaces the ‘‘old school building.) Characters: Humperdike Hawkins and Dimwit Davenport. DIYVMIT: I do wish this Abotander Rocket ship could go faster. My, wouldn’t you have thought that, when Andy Anderson and Henry Abbott designed their rocket ship, they would have been able to give it more than eight-hundred m.p.h.? And after having it checked at Washers’ Rocket Garage, it should fly. Wheeps! It is! This darned supersonic car will make us late in getting to Caricosto’s Theater. I wouldn’t want to miss the first night of “Down Memory Lane,” wouki,you? HUMPERDIKE: Gosh no! Isn’t it swell to be back in Green¬ field? It certainly is an up-and-coming town since Phippard’s crooked Reformers came into power. The taxes keep going up and up. Whosh—we just went through a red star. Oh, there’s the theater’s lights. We can land any time now. Well, here we are on the glass roof. Humph—no roof man in sight. I thought Don Flood was the head roof-man. Oh well, let’s slide down the glass banister. DIMWIT: Oh - will you excuse me? I want to go into the powder room. HUMPERDIKE: Sure, I’ll meet you in the lobby. DIMWIT: (In powder room) It’ll only take me a second to spray on my electric face powder. The House of Boisjolie puts out lovely make-up, don’t they? My, you know your face looks familiar. You remind me of someone I went to school with. Why, it’s Janice, isn’t it? Janice Hendrick, what are you doing now? Oh, you’re a private secretary, Isn’t it wonderful to see you again. Why don’t you come to the lobby? Oh! you have to meet your boss!!! Well, bye now! HUMPERDIKE: Hey, Dimwit, hurry up. Do come and look at these advertisements. Why, we know most of these kids! trying to convince Isabel Levy to sponsor a Charity Ball to benefit the hospital. HUMP: Now Dem, can’t you see Carol has to go? Why don’t you look at your program? It’s amazing how many stars we know. And the ads on the back page. Why, there’s Mary Jones’ Candy Shoppe. You can tell she went to G. H. S. Look how she spells “shop. Then it says here, “Dance at Cousino’s Casino.” Cronk’s Cranks play every night. And they play their own interpretations by Enderle. How that boy could write jazz in school, remember? DIMWIT: Look at this charming ad! “Koonz’s Coonskin Easter Bonnets and Sandals at Koonz’s Coonskin Shop. Oh, the the curtain is going up now. Say, it says here Scenery by Bern Ethier and Walt Peters.” Isn’t the scenery beautiful? Remember the work on the “Emerald?” They always could do beautiful art work. And the radar acousters are controlled by our old pal Joe Johnson. HUMP: Say, I wonder if he ever found out about those “flying saucers.” The orchestra is starting to play the music written by Jimmie Stamas and Shirl Williams. I hear the singing leads are Larry Masiello and Carolyn Stricgel. This ought to be good. I never knew Stamas was musically inclined. But it seems to me he was in one of our school musical shows!!! DIM: It says here that Lisbeth Babcock wrote the dialogue. That must be the Betty Ann Babcock we went to school with. None other than Keller is the director. Wonder if he ever got married? I mean people! Look at this one. “Dance tonight at the Emerald Room,” featuring Casey’s Cavaliers with Ralph Blodgett on the trombone! And then they have- DIMWIT: Hump, what or whom are you staring at? HUMPERDIKE: Look at those girls coming in! Get a load of their clothes. That mink must have cost a “couple grand.” Why, it’s Norma Waite, “Babe” Arnesen, and “Terry” Barry. Mmm! I always said those gals could wear burlap nicely! DIMWIT: They do look nice, don’t they? Gee, it brings back memories to see everyone. Not that I’m old, only a day over 21 . Well, we’d better go in. Oh, look at those cute mechanical men handing out programs. They must be remote controlled. Why, look, Hump, they are manufactured by Gavin and C. My, do you suppose they are safe! Remember the time he blew up the chem lab! HUMP: Aren’t you glad Mr. Phil Sevene (owner) sent us two complimentary tickets? Box seats at that! Mmm! It’s nice to relax a while. DIMWIT: Oh-look at all the famous people here. And they ' re all people we know. There’s Senator Alex and his wife, that glamorous redhead Helen Berry. She’s a retired nurse, you know. He looks worn out from filibustering in Congress. I should think he would, talking for three wc s. y HUMP: Don’t look now, but there’s some society dame heading our way. It’s Carol Spat. DIMWIT: Carol, over here. How are you and what are you doing now my dear? A society reporter. Oh-goody! You can tell me about all our old school chums. What? You just returned from the ballet, covering Mary T. Hanley? She is? A prima ballerina with the “Ballet Russe De Monte Carlo?” Isn’t that wonder¬ ful, and to think that we know her. HUMP: How about that playboy “Fay?” You must have heard some news about Dave. What, he owns a fur salon? “Fay’s Furs”—humph- he must be a better shot than when I knew him. DIMWIT: Excuse me, but can you tell me what ever happened to Pat Meech? Oh, she’s head of the Children ' s Hospital, and she’s HUMP: Golly, I don’t know! By the way, Annabelle Paradis, inventor of Paradis Picnic Pills, told me Jane Crepeau was teaching at the University of Massachusetts. DIM: You don’t say! Heavens! Isn’t that tune of the medley pretty? I wonder what it is. Isn’t that the second song? The program calls it “Sautter Down the Avenue.” I’m sure it’s going to be a hit. You. know, Hump, I think this show’s going to be good. HUMP: Same here. Good! Here’s the opening curtain of Street¬ er-Avenue.” HUMP: The first scene opens with a song by Mary Carroll. Here she comes now. Oh, look, Mary just tripped and-oh-the skirt of her gown fell down. DIM: Oh, that won’t phase Mary at all. Remember the Senior Play? Listen! I never knew Mary was a bass. The accordian player is “Butch” DeNofrio. I wonder if he still takes such good care of his “squeeze-box”? HUMP: Bet he does! Look, Dem, the curtain’s opening again. So she’s playing the part of the vamp. Wasn’t it nice of her to come home and play the part? She’s such a wonderful ac¬ tress. She’s always in constant demand. Remember the school plays? DIM: Look, the curtain’s closing! I wonder what’ll be next. HUMP: Here comes the master of cermonies. (The announcer comes to the center of stage.) “Ladies and Gentlemen” (if there are any.) This is Jim McNicholas your small town little guy who never grew up! HUMP: Wow! That’s the same Jim that went to school with us. Hasn’t changed a bit, has he? DIM: Shh—he’s going to tell who’s next. (Announcer:) Now folks! Burniski and Croteau, the shoe-shine harmonic boys. You know folks, Burniski runs that swank hotel “Nook’s Shack,” and Croteau runs that super-modernized drug store, “Croteau’s Pop Shop,” here in Greenfield. HUMP: Yup: Those boys are the same as ever. “Nook” still uses the bottom end of that stick of holes. DIM: Oh—this act’s different. Golly, it’s a regular “GayNine¬ ties” review. I wonder who’s in the chorus line. My good¬ ness, we know most of those dancers. Weren’t Ann Bailey, Betty Drew, Theresa Bergeron, Alice Pearson, Joan Shattuck, Joyce Waterman, and Priscilla Van Wagner with our class? HUMP: Look, Melvin Scott is coming out. Goodness, isn’t that Herb Warriner playing for him on the bugle? Say now, they’re all right. All we need now is a barber shop quartet. Well, here comes my wishes. Sonny Allen, Orin Gurney, John Mey¬ er and “Soprano” Ostroski are all ready to sing. DIM: They were good. My, it’s time for intermission. Let’s go out to the lobby. Maybe we’ll see some more of our class¬ mates. Tonight seems to be a lucky night for that. HUMP: Well, look over here. Tom Ryan, the muscle man. Say, Tom, are you still running that muscle builder course? You’d never know it to look at you. Oh, you’re playing pro¬ fessional baseball! Great! DIM : Be with you in a minute, Hump. I see an old friend of yours. DIM: Barbara Allen of all people-and Betty Chesk. You say you are both medical secretaries, and you are working for Dr. Call. Say girls, don’t those cigarette girls look familiar? Sure, it’s Ann Caron, Marie Couture, Jeanne Paquette, Margie Cheney and Nonnie Gagnon. They ' re probably talking over old times. Well, girl’s, I’ll meander on. Why, Alice Hume, how are you? Say, did I read that you’re managing a girl’s national league softball team? Oh, Hunsie Grader is the owner. My goodness! Are Lois Raymond, Connie Graves, Mary “The Giant” L. Han¬ ley, Jane Jaworski, and Minnie Graveline still on your team? Goodness, intermission is about over. I’d better meet Hump.