Huntington High School - Talisman Yearbook (Huntington, MA)

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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

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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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W ,. cl.. , ' -. 'wwf 'k I, Jessie Wright, do will and bequeath, to all out-of-town students of H. H. S. my perseverance in traveling to school daily and my title of best ticket seller for class events. I, Kenneth Brown, do will and bequeath, three more students as cafeteria patrons, so Mrs. Fisk won't have to cut down her daily grocery purchase. I, Mary Lagoy, do will and bequeath, to my sister Theresa, my ability to excel in both studies and athletics and like them equally well. I, Stella Siembor, do will and bequeath, to every student my readiness in preparing floor talks for public speaking class, deep down, you'l1 enjoy every moment of ity as I did. I, Sally Caron, do will and bequeath, to Hazel Boyd, my position at Kyles store, my roller skates and all my gentlemen friends, you see, I'm going away to college next year, so I will be able to start anew. We, the Seniors do will and bequeath to: Teddy Porter--A silencer to combat his loud laugh, it really causes a disturbance at times. Myrtie Wood--A new pair of skates so she may go skating more frequentlyg or should we say, a pillow, confidentially we hear she's fallen hard. Leonard Schott--Mr. Magee's lose-pep-quick tablets, we feel if you were drowsy you would keep out of continual mischief. Pat Thibault--A portion of her sister Phyllis' quiet and graceful airs, such assets become yery valuable at certain times. Harold Bergin--A specially edited answer book, fpocket size, so he will always have it with him when he has a question and doesn't have any Senior girl there to answer it. Miss Donnelly--Extra co-operation from next year's Hi-Lights staff, to enable her to carry out her plans and definite schedule for the production of each issue. Mr, Fenton--A soda fountain in his classroom, he could certainly use some sort of beverage to sooth his vocal chords after each class. Miss Albro--A large shipment of Bayer Aspirin, she certainly has a few students who could give anyone a headache! Mr. McKenna--A repetition of this year's French class, we heard that he was very well satisfied with the diligent and ever-learning students of his past French 11 class. Mrs. Gill--A perpetual supply of art paper, my but it disappears quickly when the school year starts! Could it be that school events just have to be publicized by means of posters? Mr. Crane--A high school full of angels, so that he won't have to keep checking up every once in a while, all that walking and watching tends to keep one slender. Right, Mr. Crane? Mr. Kelly--Ah! What we wish for him would take up too much paper, but to summarize the list, success and happiness in everything he undertakes, and pleasant thoughts of his appre- ciative class of 1950! On this twentieth day of June, 1950, A. D. the Senior class of Huntington High School, Huntington, Massachusetts, signed their last will and testament in our presence. By their request, we, in their presence and among each other, hereto submit our names as witnesses. Paul Bunyon D'Artagnan Lady MacBeth Kenneth Brown and Sally Caron given power of attorney. Z1