Huntington High School - Talisman Yearbook (Huntington, MA)

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Class Prophecy It is the year 1960, and one of my classmates, Pat Magargal, and I are planning a dinner party for our graduating class. Although we do not expect everyone to be here, we sincerely hope that they shall be able to come. It is 8 P.M. and the guests are starting to arrive. They come by two's and thx-ee's, and before we know .it the entire class is here. The last four coming through the door, of course, are the Woronoco boys. While waiting for dinner to be served, they all dance and chat with one another. Dinner is served at 8:30, and all are busy getting re -acquainted with all their old friends. We could first hear Evelyn Dunn, jabbering away about her family. She has a boy and a girl who are very cute according to her friends. Kenny, her husband, still has a booming business at the Inn and the Mrs. still waits on tables. Frank is sitting next to Mrs. Dunn, he who used to be the quietest. person in the class. Frankie is a stockholder in Strathmore Paper Company, and is happily married to a girl from Russell. The next thing we heard was June Parish asking for more food. In between mouthfuls she explained that she was living on Chesterfield Hill with her husband and five children. They own a modern home and dairy farm. By the looks of things, they are doing all right for them- selves. 'Snuffy Smith told us that his dream of owning his own home, which he built on his grand- father's property, has at last come true. He is also an accomplished cabinet maker. Oh yes, he's married too. Across the table from Frank Miller, Sally Caron is sitting. She tells us that she is a first grade teacher in a large grammar school, in Boston. She is married to the principal of the school, so there is no question as to who rules in the class room. I-lokie Crum is peeping over Janet Heath's head from the far end of the table. He is a buyer for Jordan Marsh's Department Store in Boston and has made quite a name for himself. He is about to give up women. I guess the right one still hasn't come along. Dotty Mason, sitting next to Frank Miller, is chattering still. She is Superintendent of Nurses at the Walter Reed Hospital in Washington D. C. Her husband has a modern garage and filling station near the Capitol and has many high officials for customers. Pretty Smooth huh! On Pat's right, sits what used to be the champion loafers, Gordon Bush and Dick Langill, both puffing away on cigars. Dick is a professor in Amherst College, while Gordy works in Carlis1e's store window in Springfield, demonstrating how too make a clean sweep with a new golf club. They are both faithful members of the Lonely Hearts Society. 18

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History In the fall of 1946, twenty-six anxious and distraught Freshmen entered the portals of Huntington High School, ready and willing to participate fully in their new school life. In less than one month, a disastrous fire occurred which changed our entire future schedule as high school students. But as eager Freshmen we wished to advance ourselves and our school with great rapidity. Despite this mishap we anticipated a harmonious future, which would remain with us throughout our four years in high school. We shall always remember our Freshman initiation for it symbolized to us our status as determined beginners in a four -year climb. We elected as our first class President, Stella Siembor, Mildred Labree served as Vice-President: Barbara Dame, Secretary: and Joseph Caputo, Treasurer. We set our dues at 51.505 a figure which we retained for our three succeed- ing years. We are proud to recall that four of our classmates represented us on the cheerlead- ing squad. Our second year found Richard Langill as class President, Evelyn Bergeron, Vice-Presi- dentg Sally Caron, Secretary, and Janet Heath, Treasurer. We realized by now, the importance of securing funds for that class trip to which we were forever looking forward. So, with great audacity we ventured into our turkey raffle which grossed us S50.00. Our Sophomore Hop was our next undertaking and we realized a substantial profit. The surprise of the year, however was our Sadie Hawkins dance. There was a large crowd in attendance and an unexpected profit was realized. Gradually our class was diminishing and at the beginning of our Junior year there were twenty-two of us, as compared to the twenty-six in our Freshman year. Janet Heath governed as Presidentg Mary Lagoy, Vice-Presidentg Evelyn Bergeron, Secretary: Rita Brin, Treasurer. With the approaching of the Halloween season, we made preparations for our Halloween party and dance. This event, marred by an unfortunate accident, resulted in our first unsuccessful project. To remedy this calamity, we sponsored a spirited Holly Hop. Our Easter Ham raffle proved to be successful. For our last activity of the year, we sponsored Gene LaVerne and his Cowboy Troupe. As we entered our last year at Huntington High School, eighteen industrious Seniors, with Dorothy Mason as Presidentg Mary Lagoy, Vice-Presidentg Patricia Magargal, Secretaryg Stella Siembor, Treasurer, again resumed the task of completing their necessary education. As dignified Seniors we found ourselves leading the way in the various school athletic, political and social activities. Our main goal was our class trip to Washington and Commencement. We plunged in, ready to put forth all the efforts necessary to make this, our final year, the most bountiful and the most gratifying. As a means of boosting our treasury, the Down Homers appeared twice during the school year. Hindered before by the lack of a proper dance floor, we had lost out on the traditional Junior prom and so, with the completion of the new Murrayfield auditorium, our long desired hope for a prom came to be. Thus, we started our plans for an Autumn Formal. Our guests for the evening were pleased to find themselves in a small cabaret atmosphere and danced to the inviting music of Al Strohman. Full pressure was expended and the traditional Senior Penny Sale, sparked by our gallant efforts, resulted in a remarkable success. The last few days before our trip found us in a tempo of bewilderment and confusion. Enthused and overjoyed, we journeyed to our Nation's Capital, and upon returning we resumed our role as competent and knowing Seniors. The happiest moment, perhaps the greatest moment in our lives, was when seventeen, shining new parchments, indicating that our goal was reached, were placed in our waiting hands. The joys, the sorrows, the trials and tribulations were bound together, in only a few words and sealed and delivered, that night, June 20, 1950. A Mary Lagoy Janet Heath 17

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Sitting next to June Parish, Kenny Brown and Stella Siembor are talking about Kenny's great business at Cross's Drug Store. He bought this store six years after graduation. He is going steady with one of his pretty employees. Stella and Jimmy Huffmire are living in Jersey City where Jim is employed as a public accountant. Stella is on call as a registered nurse in a near by hospital. They have been married five years now and seem very happy. Jessie Wright, who used to sit across from Stella Siembor in school is complaining of how tired she is from working night and day at Cooley Dickinson Hospital in Northampton as a Nurse's Aid. She has had good luck in her love life and is now going steady with an optomertrist in Amherst. They plan to marry soon. Last, but not least of the male members of our class, is Jimmy Hoey, who is puffing away on his polished pipe. He is an up and coming instructor of girl's physical education at West- field High. It seems he has betrayed his old Alma Mater. He is still an eligible bachelor though, for anyone who can catch his wandering eyes. While dessert is being passed, all attention is focused on Janet Heath, who has changed since high school days. She has given up men entirely since she left Huntington and is looking forward to the life of an old maid. She is a school marm in Peru, Massachusetts and has a large school of ten children with grades from one to eight. The first one to excuse herself was Mary Lagoy. She is employed by Ford, Lagoy, McGillicuddy and Vanderbuilt, Attorneys At Rest, in New York City. She had to leave early to catch the 10 o'c1ock bus back to New York. Since she is the only female member of the firm, all attention is focused on her. We expect to hear that she has taken the fatal step any day. Just then I suggested that we all go into the living room for coffee. While getting ourselves settled, the door bell rang and guess who was there?--Mr. Kelly, our home room teacher. After all the excitement of the new visitor had quieted down, we learned that Mr. Kelly is still at H. H. S. teaching the same old subjects. He then asked me what I had been doing. I explained that I had just been discharged from the WAC's after serving. for six years. I have been married-for six months to a co-pilot in the air force. He is now on duty in Japan. Later I hope to join him. I To complete the class is Carol Vance who has just come downstairs after attending to her children. She has triplets who are four years old. She is living in Hinsdale where her hubby is employed at Frissel1's Super Market. He gets their food at a discount. As the clock struck twelve, we bid each other fond adieu and parted. Carol May Vance Patricia Margargal 19