Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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I think you are, it’s only natural. Jim: Why! I don’t know how to take that. Personally I’d take it as a little — Kay: Well I glanced at that ha- rassed face and I couldn’t help but recognize you. Jim: And such wholesale flippan- cy could not come from any other person than — Kay : Catherine — just as sure as 1 used to sit behind you in French class. Jim : I can see where this will be a litt le more interesting than I an- ticipated. I’m glad I recognized you. Have you time to talk? Kay: You mean I recognized you. If I hadn’t recognized you, you would have sat there in complete oblivion. And I always find time to talk. Jim : That’s fine. Kay : Let’s see if your tongue is as lively as ever. Tell me about yourself. Jim : Oh me. There is nothing to say. I board the seven-fifteen for Lynn every morning. I’m correspon- dent reporter for “The Daily Rec- ord.” Nov let me know what you’re doing. Kay: Just what I said I was go- ing to do. My contract with R.K.O. Keith’s in Boston has just expired, and I ran down here to take in the reunion. It does seem mce to see the faces of our former classmates, to forget about the cares and wor- ries of the day, and to live over again the days at dear old Man- ning. Jim: You certainly hit the nail on the head, Kay, and what’s more I think if more people did a little more thinking and a little less wor- rying, the number of pessimists would decrease rapidly. Kay : Philosophy from you is sur- prising. Do you commute? Jim: Yes, but not alone. Do you see that business looking individual sitting over there with an inquisi- tive frown on her face? Kay: That’s Anne Patch. Jim: No less. She’s a journalist on my paper, and we see consider- able of each other on the train. Just at present we’re using the paper as a medium to promote John Bialek’s presidential campaign. His face is easily recognized. Kay: Yes it still has retained its sunburned hue. I’ve been talking with some other members and gleaned some facts as to their do- ings in the last twenty years. You see Clifford Bradstreet and George Blodgett? They’re in the garage business now. Jim : What ! Bradstreet in partner- ship ? He always appeared to me to be a lone martyr of a lost cause. But it seems to me he did have a leaning towards that in the first place. What do you think of the new high school and principal Pet- er Retales ? Kay: Well, it’s one consolation to know that the pupils won’t have to dodge falling plaster. Look at that conteirmlative man there with the beard. Who can it be ? Jim: Well I may not be good at remembering faces but that’s Ern- est Smith or I’ll eat my hat. What did you find out about him in your quest for information. Kay: He’s a man of letters now. He went far in the fields of chem- 28

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parting from dear old Manning was not far distant. At our first class meeting our officers Ervin Lang- maid, president; John Bialek, vice president; Margaret Hamm, secre- tary; and Sylvia Todd, treasurer, were elected. In November we had a junior- senior social at which everyone had an enjoyable time. Mr. Conary, in an exhibition of what he called the “Consolation Hop,” proved himself to be as entertaining as ever. In keeping with tradition we pre- sented a three act play in the Town Hall in February. This time it was “Tweedles” by Booth Tarkington. In spite of Austin’s bashfulness he was persistent and made a “hit” as a lover. Eleanor Mitchell as Mrs. Albergone plaved the part of an elderly, dignified, vet charming la- dy to perfection. However, no des- cription of the play would be com - plete without me ntioning the ap- nearance and actions of Hayes and Sholes. Haves is our class bluffer anyway ; so his actions on the stage were only natural. Everyone in the cast deserves much credit for his hard work and co-operation with the coaches and managers. Immediately after the senior play, rehearsals were begun for our operetta “Jerry of Jericho Road.” which was presented in the Town Hall, April 6. Since this was one of our last public appearances, we strove to do our best. Eleanor Mitchell as “Jerry,” Margaret Hamm at “Let.” Murray Adams as “Pete,” all did fine work, not to mention Harold Sholes as a “detec- tive” and Earl McCormick, our class pest, as “Corn Bean” with his ever- present hot-water bottle. The col- orful scene of the masquerade was by far the best throughout the en- tire show. With the efforts of Mr. and Mrs. Tozer our attempts were fruitful, and the operetta was a suc- cess in every way. After the operetta, our thoughts then turned to the preparations for graduation. But our preparations this year were somewhat limited because of the work of “Old Man Depression.” However we broad- minded seniors looked the situation squarely in the face, took every- thing into consideration and agreed to simplify our graduation festivi- ties. Both the boys and girls tucked away their pride in their deepest pockets when it came to the sub- ject of clothes, but in spite of this we looked forward to our gradua- tion with great anticipation. And so with graduation we come to the end of our high school ca- reer. Over many a rough and diffi- cult road have we traveled but our ambition was and will be in the fu- ture — to achieve success in lives of service. Class Prophecy By Catherine Lucey and James Austin Time: 1953 Place: Auditorium of the New Ipswich High School Scene: Class Reunion Banquet Jim: (Picking up nlace card) Found at last. Did you have as hard a time as I in finding yourself? For a time I was completely lost. Kay: Well if you’re the person 27

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istry and has discovered many new ideas and theories. To think, though, that the baby of the class should change so Tn twenty years. Jim : I thought he was cut out for an orchestra but one never can tell. Now you can’t fool me on that face. That’s Albert Anzuoni. But why the worried furtive look on his unshaven face ? Kay: Can’t you see? Do you re- member that quiet reserved little girl who semed to have an option on Za ? Jim : Why, Ilene Smith. Kay: Just so. She isn’t quite sure of Za even now, but I guess it’s pretty certain. She still looks like Ilene, doesn’t she? Jim : Certainly does. Do you know who’s responsible for all those cute little delicatessen shops that seem to be popping up everywhere ? Kay: Why it sems that Helen Galanis always had a burning de- sire to own a group of stores and now she’s satisfying her ambition. Jim : A lot of us had high flung ambitions. Take Mable Currier. I haven’t seen her. She went out to seek her fortune. Kay : She was sitting over in the corner with some other Rowleyites. It seems she found a berth in the new high school teaching American History. Jim: Back to the fold, eh? Kay: Yes. and that’s not all. Rose Poirier teaches French in the new institution of learning. Jim: Please don’t mention French. Tt was one of my stumbling blocks. Go on. You seem well post- ed. Kay: I need no urging. I’ll wag- er those two quiet looking people sitting yonder are unfamiliar to your eyes. Jim : Ask me something hard. That’s Ervin Langmaid and Beatrice Austin. What are they doing, though ? Kay: Happily married; at least to all outward appearances. They sort of team up, don ' t they? Elea- nor Mitchell and Theodore Rice combined talents and found success over the radio as “The Harmoniz- ers.’’ Jim : One moment. I can see one person I don’t have to ask about. Kay: And that is — ? Jim : Barbara Arthur. She cap- italized one of her most effective and dangerous attributes. She rolls her eyes now, and Hollywood pays, and the whole world sighs. Kay: Other people have been basking in the floodlights of public notoriety. While I was in Boston the other day, I was attracted by a bill-board. Jim: Yes, go on. Who was re- sponsible ? Kay : The same one who is enter- taining us to-night, Lillian Player. She is a dancer and in great de- mand. Jim: Well, one usually falls into the groove that fits him best. We follow our calling. If we start off on the wrong track, it doesn’t take long to find out and make a new start. Take Jane Bokron, she cer- tainly takes the part of an artist. I think the starvation diet of the ar- tist is helm ' n her avoirdupois. Kav: Yes, but there are always a few who keep the home fires burn- ing. That contented couple, talking 29