Huntington High School - Talisman Yearbook (Huntington, MA)

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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

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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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fait? ww Class Will We, the class of 1950, of Huntington High School, Hampshire County, State of Massachusetts, being of sound and disposing mind, memory and judgment, considering the uncertainties of this frail and transitory life, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament and do earnestly desire that these, our last requests be carried out as hereinafter directed: I, Dorothy Mason, do will and bequeath, to French students of succeeding years my intense interest and seriousness in that particular subject. I, Richard Langill, do will and bequeath, to Norman Beals, my cave-man way of expressing my affections, bruise marks are becoming, aren't they girls? I, Janet Heath, do will and bequeath, to George Bergin, my mathematical mind which slightly resembles Einstein's. It proved to be a great asset to me while taking Algebra and Geometry. I, Robert Smith, do will and bequeath, to Robert Campo, my shy retiring manners, and my reluctance to express my opinions at school meetings. I, June Parish, do will and bequeath, to Carol O'Brien, my ability to be faithful to a one and only. At least be off with the old, before you're on with the new. I, Raymond Crum, do will and bequeath, to unattached Ronald Knowlton, my progressive way with the women, perhaps this will enable him to fill up his little black book. I, Patricia Magargal, do will and bequeath, to Gwendolyn Frew, the blush which l so frequently display, it's color clashes with my hair. I, James Hoey, do will and bequeath, to Wayne Fisk my languid manner to dilute his pep to an ordinary level. I, Evelyn Dunn, do will and bequeath, to Beverly Hays, the ability to chew gum musically, few people can do it as well as I can! I, Gordon Bush, do will and bequeath, my secret formula for a permanent permanent to all the girls who find it necessary to appear with pincurls the day of an important event. I, Carol Vance, do will and bequeath, to the many underclassmen, my fluency in public speaking, so that there may be more opinions expressed in school affairs. I, Frank Miller, do will and bequeath, to Felix James, my irresistable way with the girls at H. H. S. Particularly, when I have that come hither look in my eyes. Z0