Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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TIGER ‘43 Class Day Parts CLASS HISTORY By Maureen Sullivan There comes a time in every one’s life when one must face that long dreaded, long remembered, first day in high school. Our time came back in September of 1939. If the truth were told, that first day is only a mere trifle. The only days to be really feared are Thursdays, when Mr. Whipple’s absence causes the sen- iors to declare a moratorium on dig- nity and to indulge in so-called init- iations. The consequence in our case was that after cafeteria period many of us returned to our classes pig-tail- ed, smeared with lipstick, or minus a shoe! Our class was extremely large, that is to say, in number. In January with much hustle and bustle, about one hundred and twenty-five of us were herded into room 101, where we held our first class meeting. For president we elected the likeable Felix D’ Agnes. His partner in the romance of those by-gone days, Celia Mallard, was our vice-president. Eleanor Pick- ering was elected secretary, and Leo Marcorelle received the heavy-duty job of treasurer. In April we held a unique social introducing such innovations as ping- pong tables, side-shows, fortune tell- ing, and, most remarkable of all, an orchestra composed entirely of fresh- men. By students and teachers alike the dance was declared a great social success. (We shall not mention the financial returns.) As freshmen, our young and adventurous souls were constantly playing pranks and tricks that our dignity would not now permit. Our English teacher nourished a profound dislike for the numerous and annoy- ing squeaks that our Mexican sandals produced daily. Quite naturally our obliging souls sought a remedy: therefore like little Dutch children we left our sandals outside of the door in orderly rc-ws and entered the class barefoot. To our surprise and disappointment our teacher did not appear to like this any better. Not wishing to risk any further displays of originality, however, she decided to just grin and bear it. Mrs. Lord also bore patiently for a while the moustaches, monocles and spectacles that mylsteriously appeared on the little robins and other cherished birds on her bird chart. At length, however, her patience ceased to be a virtue — she grew so tired of erasing “dood- ling” from her winged friends, that she took steps to apprehend the clever artists. Needless to say, the artists 23

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TIGER ‘43 Class Day Program Part 1. “WHEN SHAKESPEARE’S LADIES MEET” by CHARLES GEORGE SCENE: The garden of Juliet’s home in Verona TIME: Problematical and indeterminate Cast of Characters JULIET, from “Romeo and Juliet’’ Joann Ross PORTIA, from “The Merchant of Venice’’ Jane Lathrop DESDEMONA, from “Othello” Carol Harris CLEOPATRA, from “Anthony and Cleopatra” Johanne Black OPHELIA, from “Hamlet” Joyce Bousley KATHERINE, from “The Taming of the Shrew” Eleanor Pickering Part IL Class History Maureen Sullivan Class Prophecy Time: 1963 North Station Characters: Rae Everitt, Thomas Bamford Gifts to Girls Gifts to Boys Class Will School Song 22 Sylvester Conley, Jr Barbara Swain Johanne Black

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TIGER ‘43 tame off second best, and genius re- ceived another setback. By the time we were adjusted to Mrs. Lord’s rules in Study Hall, Mr. Conary’s daily pranks, the dis- grace of dropping a milk bottle in cafeteria, and the proper stair-way to use, we held our last chapel where ' We assumed the dignified position of sophomores on the right side of the auditorium, and scon after — too soon for some of us — we were back in the same seats all tanned and ready for a successful sophomore year. Felix D’ Agnes left us early in the year to honor Lynn English with his presence. At our class meeting we promoted Marcorelle to the job of president. Celia remained vice-presi- dent. Joyce Bousley made an efficient secretary, and Jack Pickard, was our treasurer. During the Christmas season “Barby” Swain developed a sincere and practical interest in Emerson’s essay on “Gifts”. Remembering his insistence on useful gifts and mindfnl also of Lowell’s caution that “the gift without the giver is bare,” she knitted a necktie for Leo Marcorelle. No doubt he appreciated the thought fulness and the classic inspiration but concerning the gift itself we have our doubts. With the dignity and poise that was lacking in our freshmen year we conducted a successful sophomore social. In February many tearful blushes could be seen on the faces of the upperclass men. Why? — because the sophomores won the plaque at the snow carnival. May Mofin pulled over two thousand votes for Snow Queen, tying Helen Pickul for first place. We all grinned in truimph at the coronation though one lad grin- ned more broadly than all the rest of us put together. One guess -who? Finally reaching the elevated status of upper classmen, we started our junior year. Our president was Lewis Clement (a newcomer) and vice-president, Florence Mavraides. The other offices remained the same. To the great delight of the small male section in our class we welcomed some other newcomers during the year: Johanne Black, Rae Everitt, Eleanor Johnson, and Jean Perkins, all of whom have contributed no small part to the total success of the class of 1943. This being a busy year, we spent most of our time in class meet- ing taking a little time out occasion- ally for classes. Under Barby Swain’s keen management our rings arrived in time for the Prom. The Prom! That entailed more problems than even Doctor Anthony could cope -with. Should we have a Prom? What about black-out regulations? Were there boys enough in the class? Ques- tions like these and many others kept us anxious and heated for days. After 24