Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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THE ECHO 15 Mary McLaughlin To Mary goes this clock — For she is always late. Do you suppose she’d hurry If she had a heavy date? Martha Neal We have a dancer in our midst. Her name is Martha Neal. To her we give these taps to frame And hope some day she’ll rise to fame. Josephine Pepper To “Pep” we give this little pill, So she will never more be ill. We think she’s had enough this year To last her till old age is near. Dorothy Robertson We give to Dot this cook book So she can cook with ease, And when she decides to marry, Her husband she will please. Jean Seeliger To Jean, who comes from Brookville, We give this looking-glass, For everybody knows She’s the beauty of our class. Ruth Smith To Ruth we give this little bow To make her look so neat, So when from Sumner she must go, It will make her look so sweet. John Toomey To John we give this brand new comb And hope that when he’s far from home, He’ll take it out, in field or cave, And run it through his cute front wave. Thomas Veale A deck of cards for Tommy — A lucky guy is he. Just start a bet or argument, And then you’re bound to see. Claire Weatherby To Claire we give this little pen To write her Coast Guard boy, So when she gets her answers back, She will be filled with joy. Robert White To Robert White we give this basket ball, So he can remember the Avon score For when the team began to fall, Little Whitey fought even more. Arthur Winkley To Arthur we give this little car So he may travel near and far. The gasoline shortage is bad, we guess, But Arthur, as always, will get more or less. If Colby were here, we’d give him a clock — He was often late, you know. To Davis and Bishop, our good- looking boys, A doll or two would go. Grover would get a box of paints To draw a picture or two, While DeYoung, who was always so happy, Would get this flower of blue. But Bishop, Colby, Davis, DeYoung, and Grover, too, In the Coast Guard and the Navy Uphold our honor true.

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14 THE ECHO CLASS GIFTS By Dolores Kingsley When you receive a gift today, Don’t feel bad at what we say. It’s just to remember your old friends by. All’s fun today at Sumner High. Robert Bettle To Bobbie we give this poster To pin upon his wall. It’s about a game at Sumner When he was cheered by all. Geraldine Clifford A dictionary we give to Ged, For many words are in her head. She knows big words by the score And from this she surely can learn more. Charlotte Dyer Charlotte gets this pencil blue So she can write of me and you. A secretary she’s going to be. A very fine one you all will see. Barbara Ford There’s a shortage of manpower So we are told. So here’s a toy soldier To have and to hold. Barbara Hogan To Barb, our gal with voice so faint. With high ideals, and an art at paint, We give this palette with which to make A sketch of Sumner for her keen- sake. Walter Jennings To Jennings goes this little book To mark down all notations, For T. B. and the Red Cross He takes all our donations. Madeline Johnson Our Madeline is always so neat. For her a pin is hard to beat. From you we find it hard to part So wear this pin close to your heart. Dolores Kingsley To Dolly we give this cartoon book, And when she’s in a cozy nook, She’ll look the pictures over and over. For they were drawn by Charlie Grover Ruth Lucas To Ruth we give this little net To keep her locks in place So when the wind blows at the beach, ’Twill keep them from her face. Therese Mack To Therese we give this little comb, For a hairdresser she will be. When she combs the customer’s hair, She’ll remember the Sumner Tree. Shirley Malcolm To Shirley, the songbird of our class, We give this little tune. New when her sailor boy comes home, To him she can sit and croon. Eileen Mangott Since Eileen likes to powder Her pretty little nose, Here’s a powder puff, Eileen. You should like this one we chose. William Martin To Bill we give this bright colored car, For his is something rare. Then when “Peggy” falls apart, He won’t have a broken heart.

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16 THE ECHO CLASS PROPHECY By Barbara Ford It is the year of our Lord, 1964. The town of Holbrook has turned out to welcome home her favorite son. Who would have thought nine- teen years ago that Thomas Veale would some day be campaigning for the Presidency? The great man himself is expected to arrive any minute from his trip to Russia where he has been studying social conditions. The airport is crowded with old friends and well-wishers. The entire class of 1945 is expected, hoping for a chance to shake his hand. As a columnist for the Holbrook Times, I am covering his visit. And, by the way, Madeline Johnson is the treasurer of this publica- tion, spending hours searching for an unaccounted dime as she did for the class of 1945. There’s Eileen Mangott, Greater of that famous column, “Minnie the Gossip,” bustling around interviewing celebrities. She seems to see someone of great interest, for she certainly is pushing her way through the crowd. Oh, it’s Bob White, manager of the St. Louis Cardinals, and isn’t that “Butch” Winkley? He’s the idol of the Bobby Socks brigade since he played those splendid baseball games last season. Having duly collected all the gossip she could from these two famous figures. Eileen moves on into the centre of the crowd where two talented members of the class are awaiting Veale’s arrival. They are “Ged” Clifford, the famous concert pianist and instructor of sci- ence at Wellesley College, and Shirley Malcolm, who has been signed to do the lead in “Carmen.” Suddenly with a hum of the motors the crowd cheers and waves as the plane circles in for a landing. The crowd rushes forward to the edge of the field, and Barbara Hogan steps forward to present the distinguished visitor with a key to the city. She looks lovely in one of her own creations. She designs for the dress shop that Ruth Lucas has opened on the corner of Norfolk Avenue and Main Street, formerly Franklin Street. As the plane slows up and comes to a halt, we recognize that old familiar smile of George DeYoung. He is yelling directions out the window of the plane. He has been flying since the close of the war, for there is now no Coast Guard Reserve. Russell Colby has done like- wise, and although he is usually with George on all his flights, he is missing because he is flying Senator Bettle to a special meeting in Washington. Having downed the plane in a professional manner, George brings it to a stop, the door opens, and out steps the charming Miss Dorothy Robertson, who has been the stewardess since she left the employment of Therese Mack at the exclusive beauty salon on the corner of Snell Parkway and Main Street. It’s in the Bishop Building. It seems Rus- sell Bishop went into the engineering feat of building sky scrapers.