House in the Pines High School - Log Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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CLASS HISTORY It was the fall of nineteen forty five That seven freshmen did arrive June, our old girl, greeted us all, And Joan was the first one here to call Sunny vanished to the stable As Nell dashed for the kitchen table Drooly retlred for the first two days While Becker remained completely amazed Daffy entered, light and gay, But Humpy was quite indifferent that day Parties, dances and our hikes Were among our many likes Fattening sundaes, hamburps galore, Trips downtown to the general store Cards and oicnics, riding too, Gave us all a lot to do Nineteen forty six did cone And Daisy joined us, full of fun Classes started with a boom Marks were coming all too soon Alas, the rest of the year did And now we bid our sad goodbye Junior College of 1947 JUNIOR COLLEGE SOCIAL ART SOFT LIGHTS AND MUSIC! J 9 'fly, , . bv AY

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LAST WILL AND TFSTAMENT We, the graduating class of House in the Pines Junior College, being of sound mlnd and about to depart from these scholarly halls, leave this last will and testament so that the chaln of tradltlon and ldeals of the school may remain unbroken I, Elinor Ayers, do leave my wide eyed naivete to nClaudia and my quiet manner to Jane Suhr I, Joan Bachmann, do leave my week end excursions to the Hartford New Haven Rallroad and my bangs to Ishkabible I, Nancy Becker, do leave my chair in the smoker to demand a position with the Dodgers I, Daisy Cordon, do leave my my Roman profnle to the Mint. breezes whistle Marion Humphrey, do leave and my blushing giggle to June Jensen, do leave the at and my soulful eyes to gift of my wind Cynthia boys in gab to Gracie Allen and blown bob to the ocean Atwood. Norton with nothing to the nearest cooker snaniel Louise Seaver, do leave my intellectual curiosity to Martha Bayles and my silence to Dopey I, Daphne Spence, do leave my dance rout1ne to Gypsy Rose Lee and my pleasant smile to posterity I, Nita Sunderland, leave school with a sigh of anticipated jo to improvise the 'Theory of Evolutlon We, door, no We, in hopes We , the Psychology II class, do quietly tip toe out the back more to contaminate our fellow students Nell, June, and Sunny, bequeath our unique hiding places, for bigger and better radios. the Junior College Seniors of '47, will our initiative to future Hedges students, that they may join us in nThe Hall of Famen We, the Junior College Seniors, do leave Miss Cleveland, Miss Sparlawk and Mrs Jordan in tearsqoq I I l O Q . U - fl O - NJ I 4-J O I, V .L KD E I, ' if 9 I, , I1 N 1 C I I ' Il Y 0 KJ O ff cs Q 0 LJ 'V I 'y . -an-an . . 0