Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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THE ECHO 9 HERBERT WATERS (Herbie) East Division Street “ we could see ourselves as others see us ” Hobby: Chewing Gum Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2; Baseball, 1. Herbie tries to be a sophisticated Senior, but he is unable to fulfill his desires. JOHN WATKINS (Johnnie) South Franklin Street “He will laugh thee to scorn ” Hobby: Laughing at other people’s mistakes Activities: Senior Drama, 4; Baseball, 3, 4; Glee Club, 1, 2; Lunch Room, 4. Johnnie played the part of a big engineer in the Senior Play, and what a lover he turned out to be! RANSOM WHITCOMB (Ranny) Adams Street “Saying and doing are two different things ' ’ Hobby: Bragging Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2. Ransom has a habit of talking too much. Miss Megley and Miss Damon have given him some valuable suggestions for the use of his voice but it is of no avail. ERNEST WIGGINS (Wiggie) Linfield Street “Miss not discourse of the elders ” Hobby: Arguing Activities: Basketball Manager, 4; Baseball Manager, 4; Echo, 3, 4; Reporter, 4; Class Treasurer, 4; Treasurer South- eastern League of School Publications, 4; Movie Operator, 3, 4. Ernest has a very influential power of speech. You should see him arguing in Latin and French classes. Ernest is going to Dartmouth too. GOOD LUCK! LUCY WOODMAN South Franklin Street “Let me interrupt my story — where were you last night? Hobby: Talking about last night Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2, 3; Track, 1; Apparatus, 4; Li- brarian, 3. Lucy amuses us with detailed descriptions of her escapades the night before. We’ll miss her tales. All those midnight frolics were interesting. Remember some of those wee small hours of the morn, Lucy?

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8 THE ECHO HUGH SMITH (Swartz) Pleasant Street “Music hath chat ms to soothe the savage beast ” Hobby: Playing the fiddle Activities: Athletic Drama, 3; Echo, 2, 3, 4; Glee Club, 1, 2; Orchestra, 1, 2. Swartz and his fiddle are the reasons why Sumner is built of fireproof materials. The French class could never go on with- out Swartz. He seems to know and is anxious to learn a great deal about the depression, so when he gets going, look out, de- pression! RUTH SMITH (Smitty) Weston Avenue “ That ' s My Weakness Now” Hobby: Visiting Worcester Activities: Glee Club, 2, 3, 4; Reporter, 4; Lunch Room, 2. Smitty has been deeply interested in Worcester recently, but since June is here, her attentions have turned to Brookville. Good luck to the Alumni and Ruth. ALICE SULLIVAN (Allie) Adams Street “ Take me down to the ball game” Hobby: Baseball Games Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2, 3; Echo, 3, 4; Lunch Room, 4; Librarian, 3; Athletic Drama, 3; Track, 1. Allie never misses a ball game, nor a date either. She tells us interesting stories about — Oh, don’t be frightened, Allie, we won’t tell. She also spends many long hours typing for the Echo, but she always gets it done some time. JOHN SULLIVAN (Sully) Snell Street “ None but himself can be his parallel” Hobby: Imitating Mr. Walsh Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2, 3, 4; Echo 4; Athletic Drama, 3; Captain of Basketball, 3, 4; Senior Drama, 4; Basketball, 2, 3, 4; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Commercial Club President, 4. Sully is the school’s “big shot”. Everything that Mr. Walsh can do, Sully can do it better. We will have to keep Sully in School somehow so that the ball team won’t be lost. LEO WALSH ( Walshie) South Franklin Street “ Tired nature ' s sweet restore r — Balmy sleep” Hobby: Sleeping Activities: Glee Club, 1, 2. Leo loves to sleep, especially in study periods, or even a class. It’s all the same to Leo. Get a good rest this Summer, no more school to rest in.

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10 THE ECHO INFLUENCE I HE clock struck three. Both Mr. and Mrs. - Hayden sat up in their armchairs, yawn- ing’. The father was the first to speak. “Three! And he isn’t home yet!” “He’ll be here soon, though, George,” Mrs. Hayden answered soothingly. “Yes, soon! I’ve sat up night after night for the past two weeks, waiting for that boy, and he has never come in once before three o’clock. I’m so worn out that I can’t do my work at the office. I simply yawn all day ! I work all day while my son plays all night! I won’t stand for it!” “Fred is young, George. Don’t forget that,” the mother stated. “I realize he is young, and I do try to treat him as a grown person, but if this sort of thing keeps up, I shall treat him as a child!” “Hush, George, I think I hear his key in the lock,” Mrs. Hayden whispered. “Yes? Well, it’s about time!” “Sh here he comes.” A tall young man, rather good-looking, entered the room. “Good evening, folks,” he greeted them. “Still up? Oh, gee, Mom, you ought to be in bed. You, too, Dad.” “Yes?” his father said sarcastically. “Maybe if you would come home early for a change, we could get to bed!” “Gee, Dad, I just went over to the club. There were a few of the boys there, and, well er, someone suggested a game of cards and, er — I didn’t want to ” “Be a wet blanket, eh?” his father answered. “Right. Well, we kept playing, and I didn ' t notice the time.” “Well, Fred, your mother and I want you to be home before twelve after this. Do you understand?” Mr. Hayden questioned. “Sure, Dad. I promise it won’t happen again.” He started toward the stairs. “Good night, folks,” he said. “Good night, Fred,” his parents replied in unison. Fred went to his room and closed the door. He walked over to his chiffonier and looked at the newspaper picture that he had framed. It was a portrait of a very pretty young girl, dressed in riding togs. Under- neath was written, “Miss Betty Boyd — Pic- ture taken at her Summer home in San Diego”. “Gee,” he murmured, “if only — if only we could move to San Diego!” Fred couldn’t explain to his father that most of the time he spent outside was used in looking up information about San Diego. Fred could tell you what kind of city it was, the population, the different methods of transit, the important industries, the sights worth seeing, etc. He had it all down pat. He undressed slowly and went to bed and suddenly thought that he hadn’t found out anything about the important families of San Diego. “Oh, well, I’ll find out tomorrow night,” he said sleepily. The next night, or rather that night, Fred calmly stated that he was going to a lecture with the boys. “With whom?” asked his father, with emphasis on the whom. “A few of the boys, Dad,” Fred replied. “Where?” “Gordon’s Hall.” “Another lecture?” “Yes. The subject is ‘The Rights of an Airplane Owner’.” “Airplane? You don’t own an airplane.” Mr. Hayden stated. “Er — well, er — that doesn’t matter. Be- sides, I might own one some day.” “I suppose you might as well go,” his father answered. “What time are you ex- pecting to be home?” “Oh, about ten. The lecture will be over at nine-thirty.” “That’s fine, Fred,” said his mother. “Oh, I’ll be home early tonight, mother. Don’t worry about that,” he answered, kiss- ing her. Fred did not come home until after three in the morning. He came down to breakfast to face an irate father. “Don’t tell me that you went over to the club and met a few of the boys. That one is old,” his father interrupted ironically. “Of course I didn’t go to the club. I told you and mother that I was going to a lecture, and I did. When I was coming home, though,