Hamilton High School - Hamiltonian Yearbook (South Hamilton, MA)

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the platform, Ursula v ent out too door, end r-he aixdiGn ' jo ouS the exits i After the fire department naii. put out; the fnre. 1 asked her what the dickens she mixed,. £ho reolied, never did know what was in that bottle so I thought I v ould try it and see what would happen. Things happened all right. That evening, out of curiosity, .e visited one of the hospitals in the city and bumped into Doris Tnie. dho v as night nurse and was walking the floor to keep one Of the babies from engaging in the sport of lung expansion. Just when she thought the baby was asleep, it bellowed forth again and made so much noise that several other babies started up inside the maternity ward, V e left Doris to her job of quieting down the tumult. The next day, as I vralked past a large business building, a fa- miliar name glared from a sign over ' the door,. ' I walked in noncha- lantly and came into the outer office. Uho should be the clerk at the desk but Emily Vifetson. At that i-oment, a man came out of the office door and spoke to Emily. Very well, Mr, Day, she said and proceeded to look in the fjlos for a few letters, Emily had now be- come a filing clerk in Day ' s Supply Co, and was doing all right. Next day, Mr. Future and I set out on the last leg of our jour- ney, We headed for dear old Ha]:ilton. As we v ent past the High School, we could see that the buildjng had been greatly enlarged. Before I went home, I thought I would proceed to the town which had grown into a busy little shopping district. The sign above a store door, McRae Marks, Newsdealers, interested me so I v ent in and there they were — the same tvro smiling faces that used to greet me years ago when I went in for the evening paper. McRae in the corner doing a little bit of ever thing, and Robert right out there in front dishing out the goods. After Robert tried to sell ' me every- thing in the store, we left. On the following day, we looked over the old town to see what changes had been made. First we v ent to the Town Hall. Evidently the old place must have had some v7ork done on it. We met Betty Dodge at the hall and learned that she had married one of the army boys that were there before the war, and she and her husband were now living on his retirement pension. From there, we went to see if Myopia was still surviving. We j v;ere quite surprised to find that Jock Wallace v as the head golf instructor. Ho had taught quite a few v ealthy people tho art of playing golf, I don ' t seem to remember him as much of a golf player in his boyhood days when , he used to caddy there ;he must have improved immense- Mlyl He told me of a now idea that he had. After he l had teed his ball on the first tee, his caddy I would dash ahead and put a magnet in tho hole. When i his ball approached the green, it was drawn tovlard the hole. Well that ' s one way to v in anjw ay. After several days rest in Hamilton, I returned to my college again where Mr. Future and I said good- ; bye and separated, I stood there for a moment, daze3

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he was a tobacco salesman and that he VsTas smoking a new brand of cigars for Women Haters to use to see if it Y ould work. It must have, for there v asn ' t a woman around us while he was there! Ivlartin always did like to puff away on some sort of smoke. Later that evening, vie took the Greyhound Bus to New York, While there, we met an old friend, Dana Perkins. He v as bandaged from head to foot but refused to say 7hat had happened. However, when I bought a newspaper, there on the front page in large caption I read: Big Explosion in Scientist ' s Factory. The article v ent on to explain that the great scientist, Perkins, had been experiment- ing on a nev7 formula for headache pills for factory v orkers and the v rong mixtures. The last thing he remembered was that, ho v;as pouring two chemicals together. It must have been some headache ' povj da? if it could blov the roof off the factory! Perhaps it was one of Mr. Chase ' s formulas that Dana v as trying out! There was another colum.n in the paper that interested me some- what and that was advice for the love-lorn. It wo.s vn?itten by Walter Perkins; w ' as it the Perkins thrat graduated with me in 1942? I wondered if it v as, so I followed him up only to find him sur- rounded by gorgeous girls, v hile he himself was leaning back in his chair j his feet on the desk, and a big black cigar in his mouth. Yes, it was he all right, and v ith the same old Whiffle haircut. Upon leaving the building, I could hear quite a commotion going on in one of the rooms so we thought we ' d take a look. There 7as Theresa Stelline banging away on a tjqjcYTritcr with a group of young men around her admiring her speed. I later learned that Theresa had become a typing specialist and v as now teaching young people in news- paper organizations the Imack of manipulating typing machines. Mr. Future and I then took a plane for Boston where vie stopped at the Copley Piazza. In the morning, ive walked through the busi- ness district, Mr. Future knew a young man who vras studying to be a doctor, so we v ent to see him. He thought it would be a good idea t o surprise him ' by just bursting in on him. I guess v e shouldn ' t have been so hasty because v e found a young stenographer sitting in his lap taking dictation. To my surprise, it v;as .Mary Dewar. Boy, did she blush vrhen she recognized me! I told her not to worry, for the young fellow was a good Icolcing chap and getting along fine in his profession. Unvy was always smart in school, and v;ill make him a fine secretary. After we left the building, ? e almost burst with laughter only to find out later that the laugh ' ?as on us--Mary was married to the intern. The young intern met us that afternoon and asked us to join him. at the Chemistry Club. We accented his kind invitation and went. Ursula MacDonald was one of the authorities of the day on Chemistry and I awaited her performance with Keen interest. During the course of the afternoon, Ursula mixed a half-dozen differen t formulas which amounted to nothing but a lot of gasses. At last she mixed two for- mulas together and there was a burst of flames that went all over

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at v;hat I had witnessed the last several months. It’s funny hov; one ' s classmates turn up all over this globe of ours in places one would never expect them to be. My journey now had ended, and I had many pleasant memories to scan over in my mind when I had nothing to do but to daydream. I was certainly glad to know so many members of the Class of 194-2 ' had f unfilled the ambitions of their youth. Donald L. Sanford Class of 194-2 MUSICAL IDENTIFICATIONS OF SENIORS Allen, Stanley Armstrong, James Cullity, John Cunningham, Martha Dewar, Mary Dodge, Betty Dolliver, John Horn, Ruth Jackson, Henry MacDonald, Ursula Marks, Robert Martin, Robert Perkins, Dana Perkins, Walter Pooler, Rita Porter, Sally Sanford,, Donald, ' Schofield, Mary(. , Shaw, Dorothy ' ' ' --tiill Stanl ey, Charlottelll V Stelline, Theresa ' m ' [.{ Thimmer, Doris True, Doris Wallace, John Wass, Anita Wet son, Emily •is- is- Modern Design Juanita Take Me Out To The Ballgame Pier Soldier Boy I Cover The V ater Front There ' s Something About A Soldier The Three Little Fishes I Love Me A Hunting We Will Go Smoke Gets In Your Eyes The Girl On The Magazine Cover I Vfant A Girl Margie Lemon In The Garden of Love My Rosary Love Is Just Around The Connor Music In My Heart F, D, R. Jones The Marine Hymn From Taps Till Reveille Small Fry Watcha Know Joe ? Let ' s Have Ona..MorG Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Before ¥ e Say Goodnight. In My Merry Oldsraobile Jim Oh Johnny] Oh Johnnyl While unearthing the news of the high school, a Hamiltonian reporter came upon a bit of sad news for the students. After being Industrial Arts teacher for five years at Hamilton, Mr. Wales is resigning his position and will start his new term as Industrial Arts teacher at Parker Junior High School in Reading, Massachusetts.