Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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14 THE ECHO On the sport page of the Gazette I see that Vic Albonetty has been voted the most valuable player in the Pink Sox League. “Petroleum Prince,” Robert Mullen, after discovering many oil fields has finally retired with his wife Ruth to their country estate in North Hampton. At the “Ritz” Charles Williams and his Hawaiian Harmonizers are featured nightly. Charlie is the best guitar player east of Provincetown. In Wimbleton, England, Arthur Neal is on the Davis Cup tennis team hav- ing Just replaced Donald Budge. Martha Morse is acting as a counselor at a girls’ camp until Art, her hus- band, returns from England. Roger Baker may be heard on Station S. O. U. R. every Monday night yo- deling comboy tunes while his manager, Louis Leonard, travels around here and there strumming up contracts for Roger. Louis was always very persuasive. Donald MacQuarrie, another radio star, has taken the place of the “Singing Lady.” He doesn’t sing, but tells Tarzan stories to the kiddies. Sumner has joyously welcomed the return of blond Phyllis Christensen, to the duties of school dietitian. Yes, indeed, Sumner is coming up in the world. Jimmie Higgins has won so many Olympic prizes that he now considers it merely a pastime. One of Jimmie’s most ardent admirers is that pretty, dark haired Helen Lawrence. I see that Marion Johnson has finally decided to take Luke. They seem to be getting along fine. Good luck to you. What has become of Dot Ward? Oh, yes, she has filled Frances Perkins’ position. She is now Secretary of Labor. Evelyn Hanney wrote another “Live Alone and Like It” novel; however, ‘he hasn’t practised what she’s preached because she’s married to her mechanic and is living in Chicago. Is his name Al???? The current “King of Swing” and “Idol of the Airwaves” — yes, indeed — is rhythmical Billy Townsend. That lad has gone places. He’s showing the crowds what “swing” action really is. The tall striking red-head who now models clothes at Madam “Curriers” is none other than Hazel Buckley. Hazel has decided to become a career girl and forget other outside interests. Allen Flanagan, Sumner’s heart throb, has become a world renowned avia- tor. The appearance Allen makes in his flying togs sets all the girls’ hearts flut- tering. He still remains just as calm and serene as ever. Herbert Tucker owns a racing stable at Narraganset. He makes huge bets but is usually lucky. He knows how to pick the winner every time as you can see by his choice for a wife. Yes, he and Esther are married. Nice looking couple. Sumner’s star athlete. Bob Potts, a handsome laddie at that, now owns a palatial summer resort in Maine. He’s grown even more sociable now — so why not pay him a visit. You certainly would enjoy yourself. Chester Wiggins, that dashing Romeo of Broadway, has been seen escorting a beautiful blonde. Is it possible that it might be “Bunny”? Chet has become staid and settled down! ! ! Yes, miracles do happen.

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THE ECHO 13 CLASS PROPHECY By Alice Franklin As the never-to-be-forgotten class of 1938 completes its four years- of enjoy- able and educational study in dear old Sumner, my thoughts travel forth to the future. By the simple process of entwining my head in several turkish towels and inverting a fish bowl 1 have become a great Hindu crystal-gazer. Fixing my gaze upon the crystal ball, I see the future of my classmates unfold before my eyes — That romantic looking Senior, Billy Woods, has gone way out West and now owns a large ranch. He’s become a confirmed bachelor — Oh, dear! Of course you remember that big-hearted gentleman, C. Caspersen, whose wit and mannerly disposition has finally resulted in his becoming another famous dime giver like the nation’s favorite John D. Now I see that girl with the flirtatious personality. Yes, you guessed. It’s Dot Tibbetts. Dot has revived the interpretation of Clara Bow’s famous “It” girl. Well, well, E. Bestoso is certainly doing all right. Remember his con- genial broad grin? He now poses for tooth paste ads. In San Francisco I see Irvin Long, who is now the owner of his own bus line, “The Long Service Bus Company.” Mildred and Irvin have been married for quite a few years and have two adorable twin boys. Guess whom I see flying in an airplane over New York City — none other than our own cheerful Elinor Welsford. She’s a stewardess for the T. V. A. Air- lines. The class pet, Harold Eldridge, is now the president of the combined First National Stores. Harry has become very dignified but has lost none of his scin- tillating charms. Russell Cann, the peppiest dancer our class had, is now featured at the “Cocoanut Grove.” Benny Goodman is furnishing the swing music for Russ, but even Benny is forgotten when Russ begins his own popular world-round rendition of truckin’. The star of stars in Hollywood is the reserved Senior who gained much popularity when she gave her conception of “Anne Shirley” in the Senior Play. Virginia Clark, the second Marlene Dietrich, has changed from her portrayal of a little girl to that of a glamour girl. The quiet, reserved editor of the Brockton Enterprise is Robert Cole, who has climbed high since his boyhood days. The diminutive red-head, Frances Lyons, is now a famous dress designer in Hollywood, and she designs all the dresses of the stars. Frannie was always very artistic. The songbird of the airwaves is Mildred Harty — I knew that golden voice of hers would bring her fame. Last year Mildred was awarded the Famous Gold Cup for having attained the honorable position of First Lady of Song. A pompous looking gentleman has entered the limelight. Yes, it’s James Mahoney. This jovial young man has become a bank president and a very fine manager he makes.

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THE ECHO 15 The President of the U. S. Steel Co. is our class president, George Gagnon. This young steel magnate is ever so happily married to Lois. It’s surprising what a change a little rest can bring in a person. Rena Woodman and Harry T. have opened a new florist shop in Brockton. Elinor Thomas, now a mechanic’s wife, lives in Brockton and is kept busy taking care of Frank, Jr. Dorothy Schofield, the quietest girl in the class, has become a political orator. She can talk steadily for hours and hours. That certainly is a different girl from the Dorothy we knew. Edith Day is settled down and happily married to one of the Cushman Bakers and still handles all the orders for her husband. Ruth Clooney is a competent secretary and is also keeping up with her gym instructions in her spare time. Ruthie was our star girl athlete. Marilynn Chase is working in a telephone exchange in Boston. If any of you want to hear Marilynn’s pleasant voice, just lift up the receiver and hear her say “Number, please.” Viola Mossesso is working as private secretary to the President. My, but that girl has gone up in the world. Myrtle Churchill is now referred to as Mrs. George T. Porter, Jr. She’s residing in a pent-house on Park Avenue. Of course Myrtle is just as big- hearted as ever and tries to help all those who are not as fortunate as she is. Margaret Callahan now owns a beauty salon in Paris. Working under her supervision are many famous hair stylists. Remember Margaret’s own black shiny locks. In Canada I see Alice Franklin who manages a Private School for Girls. At this school all sports are indulged in, especially swimming. The teachers and the girls consider this type school veritably a “heaven on earth.” This certainly is a surprise. E. O’Connor who held such admiration and love for her History lesson (I wonder?) is now Mr. Neal’s capable assistant. She must have been joking. At Washington I see C. Jervey addressing a group of prosperous business men. Steve has just finished a delicious, savory dinner so consequently the speech is running along smoothly. It seems he’s their candidate for President. Steve, my boy, you’ve proven yourself worthy of your Sumner High diploma! I’m once more back in the present after revealing the future life history of all the scholars in the class of 1938, so now I’ll unwind my turkish towel, place my fish bowl right side up and become my true self. He was on his way home with his new car which was absorbing all his at- tention, when it struck him he had forgotten something. Twice he stopped, counted his parcels, and searched his pocketbook, but finally decided he had everything with him. When he reached home, his daughter ran out, stopped short, and cried: “Why, Father, where’s Mother?”