Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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THE ECHO 9 Turning to the happy side as well as to the unhappy side, the class giggler is Lorrell Keller, and the biggest fusser is Arlene Cote. Over-tired from work, the following list of miscellaneous titles was com- piled: Businesslike Anne Smith Fastest typist and cutest girl Marjorie Smart Most conscientious and charming Shirley Cook Most original, agreeable, and artistic Jean Hollis Most versatile Hilda Terrazano Dietician Doris Estabrook Most athletic girl Muriel Quincy Best singer and coquette Phyllis Wilson Worst penman Burwell Caspersen Most sociable Catherine Mosesso Best actress Stacia Czapla Shortest girl Ruth Andrew Idealist Class of 1942 One most likely to succeed Class of 1942 Procrastinator George Carter Realizing to the greatest extent that this class is one in a million, these important decisions will be entrusted to your memories. CLASS PROPHECY By Jean Hollis Ah! The prosperous and peaceful year of 1952! Will the world long remem- ber the richness and greatness of the country as it now stands! After nearly ten years of saving here and saving there, I feel that I must take advantage of the abundance of supplies to see if all has fared well with the Class of 1942. I then shall climb into my brand new, shining car with its new, black tires, with the tank flowing with gasoline, and take leave of my duties in the Art Department of the Boston Herald-Traveler to start on my journey to the far parts of the country to find my classmates. It was while touring Cape Cod that I chanced to find the first of my class- mates, Lorrell Keller, who was shopping in an A P store in Buzzard’s Bay. After much embracing and exchange of greetings, she told me that she had picked her man and now was living comfortably in a little white cottage over- looking the canal with a beautiful view of the Bourne Bridge. Bidding her good- bye, with promises of returning, I continued on my way. Later in the day, I pulled into a spacious gas station and was very much pleased to see Richard Croft emerge from the office. He told me that he was doing a prosperous business — as could easily be seen — and was very happily married. From Dick. I learned that Chet Ignatowitz was still drinking in the sunshine on Waikiki Beach. It seems that after driving the Japs from Hawaii’s shores, he took a liking to his surroundings and the surroundings took a liking to him; so he has taken up permanent quarters there. All along the road I noticed the absence of the Johnson’s signs and the replacement with the name of Hooker. I stopped at one of these advertised stands and was greeted at the door by a charming young lady. Hold on there!

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8 THE ECHO great su ccess. A mysterious comedy, “Tricking Tricksters,” was presented. The part of Grandma Gavin, owner of the famous Gavin Garnet, was played bv Stacia Gzapla. Everyone will agree that she did a grand job. Harriet Marshall, her secretary, was played by Shirley Cook; Grandma Gavin’s granddaughters, Margaret, Mary, Honoria, Ellen, and Lucy Lee were played by Beverlv Higgins, Lorrell Keller, Elaine Megley, Jean Hollis, and Phyllis Wilson. Hazel Rogers, an international gem thief, was played by Catherine Mosesso. and her accom- plice, Kit Carson, was Chester Ignatowitz. Gilbert Reeves, Mary’s hov friend, was Edwin Paul. Patriek Ryan, a State Trooper, was very well pla ed by Walter Donovan, and Lena, the maid, was played by Hilda Terrazano. The class was very unfortunate this year to be a class that will graduate in this crucial crisis. Because of the war it was unable to take a boat trip, and because of the gasoline shortage, automobiles could not serve our purpose. Graduation is at hand at last. The first event is this Class Day. and this year this is accompanied by a banquet. The reception is to be on June 12, the baccalaureate service on June 14, and finally graduation on June 16. It is with regret that Sumner High is left, for it holds many pleasant memories, hut since the class is so outstanding, it will be successful when out in the world. The Class of 1942 hopes that the coming Senior Classes will not find it too difficult a task to live up to the dignified, illustrious, great, outstanding Class of 1942. THE CLASS STATISTICS By Lorrell Keller The illustrious Class of 1942 met to vote on class statistics. All applied them- selves seriously and industriously. Finally, a decision worthy of being handed down through the coming years was made. First of all comes the class orator and politician — a very difficult decision to make, but W alter Donovan was selected. Also, to him was given the titles of the funniest, the class philosopher, the most alert, the teller of tall stories, the best actor, the most popular boy, and the class photographer. Edwin Paul as well as being the class Night Owl was granted the honor of being the most athletic boy, and the biggest eater. Also in the class of 1942 there is a Dare- Devil who is Richard Croft. To him were given the titles of the shortest boy, best musician, and the fastest driver which means many years of skilled expe- rience. The most popular girl, best dressed girl, and the teachers’ pet is Elaine Megley. The class having both unromantic and romantic minds was separated into two divisions. The class Romeo is none other than Edwin Paul, but the class is sorry to report that no Juliet was selected. Now a little on the unromanic side. Dean Hooker, besides being the most bashful, was selected the woman hater, and the man haters are Hilda Terrazano and Doris Estabrook although this is doubted. Speaking figuratively — not Roman or Arabic numerals — the tallest boy and girl are George Carter and Elaine Megley. As for looks, Jean Hollis and Edwin Paul were chosen best looking boy and girl.

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10 THE ECHO It was none other than Arlene Cote who has become head hostess at this lovely ice cream parlor. She informed me that the owner of this huge chain of stands was Dean Hooker. Unfortunately, Dean was touring Europe with a group of men from a local Bachelor’s Club so naturally I should not be able to see him. However, I had seen Arlene, and that was enough in itself. Being rather travel-worn, I stopped at a cozy inn for dinner and a good night’s sleep. I entered the dining room, picked up the menu, and here got another delightful surprise. At the bottom of the menu were the words, ‘ Doris Estabrook, Proprietress.” I immediately asked to see the owner. It was good to see Doris again, and we had a nice talk about a few of our friends. It appears that Anne Smith is now running a day nursery in New York and is doing mig hty well. One of the children in Anne’s nursery bore the name of George A. Carter IV. I was naturally interested in this, and Doris informed me that George Carter HI was happily married and living on the other side of the city of New York. He is now a salesman for the Heinz Company, so far having sold 55 of the 57 varieties. Later, when I saw George, he told me that our classmate, Beverly Higgins, was touring the country giving free Home Nursing lessons to high school girls. My room at Doris’s was furnished beautifully. I sank into a large chair and began to read the evening paper. On the sports page, these words greeted mv eyes: “CASEY STENGLE RETIRES. FORMER FIRST SACKER, WAL- TER DONOVAN, TAKES OVER MANAGERIAL DUTIES OF BOSTON BRAVES.” I was elated. Imagine Donney managing his favorite team. They’ll be Series bound now! On the radio page, I saw Stacia Czapla’s name. Remember the radio serial, “Dear John”? Well, John met with a sad end, and now it’s “Dear Henry.” Stacia is playing the lead, and I have no doubt that she will do a splendid job of acting. In the morning I said good-bye to Doris and left for New York. While lurning into a gasoline station to refill the tank again, I narrowly missed col- liding with a huge, black limousine. The chauffeur stepped out of the car, and I was about to offer apologies when I saw who he was. Burwell Caspersen! And sitting in the back seat fairly overloaded with glittering jewels sat Hilda Terrazano! We all started talking, I, myself, fairly bursting with joy at the sight of them. Hilda was married to a count and was living in a big apartment on Riverside View. She had seen Burwell in the city one day driving a taxi and had hired him on the spot. I left them then and continued on my way to the city. I attended a matinee at Radio City for relaxation that afternoon. I thrilled at the sight of the uniformed Rocketts going through their faultless routine. Suddenly, I sat up with surprise. The fourth and fifth girls from the left appeared very familiar to me. To satisfy my curiosity, I borrowed my neigh- bor’s opera glasses and peered through them. Sure enough! Those two could he none other than Elaine Megley and Marie Mack. So after all these years, they are still together.