Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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Raymond: Come over here and sit down. (Points to a bench — the two walk over to it and sit down.) We can talk better here. Muriel: What have you been doing with your- self lately, Ray ? Raymond: I am the heating engineer for the Earl L. Elliott Company in Ipswich, and I am in New York to attend the annual National Heating Engineers’ Convention to be held on Long Island this coming Friday and Saturday. By the way, what are you doing? Muriel: I am the secretary for the National Can- cer Association here in New York. Raymond: That sounds like a good job. You always wanted to be a medical secretary. Muriel: Today happens to be my day off. Raymond: I was reading an article in the paper the other day on the Navy, and it recalled to me the letter I had received from Pete Tyler in which he said he had just taken a stiff exam. Muriel: That’s right; Pete left us in our senior year to join the Navy. Well, how did he finish? Or didn’t he dare say? Raymond: Oh, he told me all right. Yes, sir, he passed with flying colors to become chief cook and bottle washer on the U.S.S. Sink’um. Muriel (laughing): I’m quite sure Pete will do well in that position. Say, that reminds me -— while we’re on the subject of the Navy and posi- tions, have you heard the latest about President Bouchard ? Raymond: What do you mean by the latest? Muriel: Why that he appointed Terry Ames Ad- miral of the Pacific Fleet. I was so happy to hear that. His career was well-suited to him I should say. Just imagine — an admiral before he’s thirty years old. Raymond: Look at George Bouchard, though, president of the United States, no less! Muriel: George has always had the ability and, most important, the perseverence necessary for success. I think we all knew we’d be hearing great things of him. He .certainly didn’t let us down. Raymond: Say, we’ve talked about boys, and that pleases you .... Muriel: Why, thank you, Mr. Tarr! Raymond: Oh no offense meant — but let’s get on the subject of our old female classmates. That would please me! Muriel: So that’s your angle. I should have known something was boiling in that handsome head of yours. Where shall we begin? Raymond: How about Theresa Tondreault? It seems that she sat near me in Study Hall our senior year. Golly, I remember when she turned over in her father’s car on the Turnpike. Muriel: It’s strange that you remember that, Ray, because now she is the manager of General Motors. Raymond: Oh, she’s playing on the safe side now. In case of a smash up the car will easily be re- placed. M uriel: Yes, than maybe she’ll get a convertible (sigh). Theresa helps keep Sally Smith in business too, but Skinner Weagle heads the list as her best customer. Why, do you know that he ... . Raymond: There you go again — you women never let a man get a word in edgewise. If you must tell me this, please begin at the beginning. Muriel: Well, you knew that Sally always wanted to run a gasoline station .... Raymond: No, I didn’t know that. Muriel: Why, yes, for as long as I can remember that was a great desire of hers, and upon graduating from the University of Massachusetts she bought a small gasoline station which she manages on the side after writing un her article for the Reader’s Digest and between publishing her novels. Our little Sally has come a long way. Raymond: Now what in the world did Skinner have to do with Sally owning a gasoline station? Muriel: Well, what do you think busses usually run on? Raymond: Say, that’s right too. So Skinner still has the bus service between Ipswich and Hamilton. It must be bringing in the cabbage, too, from your previous statement. Muriel: It certainly is ... . and do you know that everyone has his slogan on the tip of his tongue? Raymond: How’s that go? Muriel: Around the block? Don’t Walke; To be in time for dinner, Call on dependable Skinner. Raymond: Well, now I’ve heard just about every- thing; leave it to him to think up such a way for advei’tising his business. When you mentioned Sally writing and publishing novels, it set me to think- ing — there must have been others in our class who have tried their luck at journalism. Muriel: Ihere certainly were. The one who comes to my mind now is Mary Chadbourne. Raymond: Is that right? I remember that she was chosen the most popular girl. Muriel: And now Chaddie’s making good use of her title. Raymond: What do you mean? Is she in a contest? Muriel: Contest! Goodness no. She has just re- ceived recognition on the publication of her book, “How To Become Popular In Two Easy Lessons”. Raymond: Sounds pretty good — but can it be done ? Muriel: Chaddie was thinking the same thing and has already begun a sequel entitled “Men! How To Meet Them, Greet Them, and Keep Them.” Raymond: Right now I wish someone w ' ould write one something like this; “How A Woman’s Mind Functions”. Muriel: Oh, as if women were a great mystery to you! Raymond: Ahem. As you were. Miss Flewelling. I remember someone who surprised us all by en- tering the literary field. Muriel: Who’s that? Raymond: Elaine Eliopoulos. Why I thought she would surely be a physical education teacher. It really astonished me when I learned she was a poet. Muriel: Yes, I think Elio would have made an excellent gym teacher, too, but don’t forget how well she read the poems for Miss Allen in English class, or the good grades she received on her essays. No, I don’t think I was too surprised when I heard of her success as a poet. By the way, did Gage Whittier make use of his writing ability? As I recall, his poems and stories were a great attrac- tion in the “Cub”. Raymond: Well that can be answered by “Yes” and “No”. Gage still writes poems, etc. in his leisure and for the mere enjoyment of writing; every so often he sends a few to magazines and newspapers. However, right now he and Charlie Abbott are kept pretty busy posing for Skippy Graffum. Muriel: What in the world for? Why I thought Skippy Graffum had a daily comic strip in the “Boston Globe”. Raymond: He has, and Gage and Charlie are his models for his two chief characters, “Hi” and “Lo”. Muriel: Oh, that explains it. Raymond: Quite often they are called to work unexpectedly but Janice Levere’s taxi service has been right there to serve them in their need. Muriel: I imagine Mary Bobola is a regular passenger with Janice Levere, especially since Janice features special rates for long distance trips. 24

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of this club, with his many jokes and pranks en- livening the dull moments. Our class lovers, “Gunna ” and “Slugger”, formed our first two-some. A nice match, wouldn’t you say ? The end of ’49 was quite busy with our Valentine’s Dance and selection of class rings. We broke the tradition of having “Tiger” rings and approved of a simple ring with an “I” inscribed on it. Several girls, I noticed, ordered rings a few sizes too big for their fingers. A little romance, perhaps? Our junior year was also busy. We again chose Bill Markos as president; “Choot”, vice-president; Marilyn Gunn as treasurer; and myself as secretary. Apparently liking the way these officers handled their affairs, the class also elected them to the same offices in our senior year. Our class rings finally arrived after what seemed like months of waiting, and we proudly showed them off to everyone. Gordie MacIntyre and Paul Jean left us this year for a career in the army, and many sighs from the female portion of Ipswich High followed them. Talented Pat Sullivan also left us to attend school in Newburyport, but her empty seat was quickly filled by Fred Manzer, whom several people had remembered from grade-school days. An operetta, under the direction of Mr. Tozer, was presented. We were quite proud of the fact that several juniors took part in this successful presentation, and it prophesied a bright future in the singing world for Charlie Abbott, who was one of the principal characters in the play. Although we had a very successful Christmas Dance, the big event of our social life was, of course, the Junior Prom. With stars in our eyes we cut out, pasted, and arranged a spring garden scene on the walls of the gym. Outside of David Caverly’s get- ting stuck on the top of the basketball baskets, and Skippy Graffum drawing crossed-eyes on the rab- bits, the Decorating Committee was pretty success- ful in transforming the gym into a fairy-land. The most exciting event of the dance was the Grand March, when the class formed a large “52” on the gymnasium floor. All in all, it was a grand and glorious evening, a fitting climax to our junior year. Feeling very important, we proudly entered Study Hall and took our seats at the beginning of our senior year. We soon got used to being first in line for cafeteria and sitting down front in assemblies, but we haven’t yet learned to pick up papers under our desks, as Gage Whittier and David Perley can testify. Our barn dance, sponsored by the Boosters’ Club, was largely attended and greatly enjoyed. The Refreshment Committee hid doughnuts in the steam kettle and drank enormous amounts of apple cider, but otherwise it was a quiet evening. We also had the traditional Senior Day, got a little over-ambi- tious, and ran through the corridors of the school gaily singing Christmas carols, and promptly got a good dressing-down, which we undoubtedly de- served. Class meetings became more and more interest- ing: we voted for class colors (maroon and silver), navy blue caps and gowns, “Tiger”, class pictures, and a senior play. This play, “Seven Keys to Baldpate”, was successful, and everyone agreed that every actor was in character. In spite of the fact that there were never enough keys to go around and frequent pistol shots frightened the actors, and numerous other minor difficulties presented themselves at rehearsals, the cast and managers really enjoyed themselves and will look back on March 1952, when the play was in preparation, as one of their pleasantest memories. We think it also worthy of note that we had the male talent in our class to produce a he-man play that was a little different from the ordinary. We lost two more members of our class this year. Peter Tyler and Terry Ames seemed to find the navy more attractive than homework. (Who can blame them ? ) As spring grew near, we became busier still — class pictures were taken, caps and gowns were ordered, class day and graduation parts wei’e given out, and excitement ran high. We have enjoyed our stay at Ipswich High School with all its fun and work. Ahead lies our future — school, work, or marriage — new scenes and faces — but our fondest thoughts and memories will al- ways return to I. H. S. Class PROFK CV TIME: 1962. CHARACTERS: Raymond Tarr and Muriel Flewelling. SCENE: A park in Rockefeller Center, New York City. Ray is reading the inscrip- tion on the pedestal of a statue; Muriel, studying the features of the same statue, comes upon Ray. The two collide. Muriel: Why don’t you watch where you’re going? Raymond: I beg your pardon lady, but you bumped into me. Muriel: I bumped into you .... Gosh you look awfully familiar to me. Raymond: I don’t think so. Miss. You see I hail from Ipswich, Massachusetts. Muriel: Ipswich!! Why, I come from there my- self. Say .... I remember you. You’re Ray Tarr. Raymond: Well, you know me, but I . . . . now I know you, you’re Muriel Flewelling. We were classmates back in good old Ipswich High. Gee, I haven’t seen you in a long time. How ai-e you? What are you doing? Are you married? Have you heard anything from any of our old class- mates ? Muriel: Hold on there a minute. I can answer only one question at a time. 23

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Raymond: I like that dress you have on. But what gets me is how these women’s styles are al- ways changing. Lately they have been quite daring. Muriel: Daring! Why, the very idea! I’ll have you know that this dress was designed by Irene Smolenski, who is employed by Bonwit Teller, and is the finest money can buy. Marjorie Wilkins is on the other end of the production line — making the clothes as fast as Irene can design them. Raymond: Yes, it’s a small world in which we live. Muriel: Yes it sure is. Just last night whom should I tune in to on my radio but Peggy Graves. Peg has taken over ' fallulah Bankhead’s, “The Big Show”, on which she had previously been a guest star many times. I know the program will continue to be a success under the direction of our class songstress. Raymond: Have you done any traveling lately? Muriel: No, I’ve been too busy with my job. Raymond: I was riding through Vermont last week and stopped off at a little village in the hills to see a public auction. There was Sam Taylor on the block yelling, “Going, going, gone”! Muriel: You don’t say. How did he happen to become an auctioneer? Raymond: He attended Billiard Academy after high school where he majored in speech, and has since made himself famous throughout New Eng- land in this profession. His biggest and fastest- going item is pool tables. Muriel: I imagine he’s right at home with that type of work. I’ve been away from Ipswich so long I’ve lost track of some of my old friends. What is Mary Parsons doing now? As I recall, she attended the University of Vermont. Raymond: Mary is now the private nurse for one of our former Ipswich High School teachers, Mrs. Nitardy. Muriel: She has to be up on her current events for that task I bet. Raymond: Yes, as a part of her daily routine she reads the “Record” to Mrs. Nitardy promptly at ten A.M. Muriel : Before we leave the nursing profession I remembered Nina Davis was training in the Lynn Hospital. Raymond: And as a result of that training she is now the head nurse at the Coburn Home. An- other of our classmates is also employed there. You’ll recall that Harriet Georgakopoulos worked in our school cafeteria her last two years in school. Well, now she is the cook at the Coburn Home and from what I hear everyone there is as healthy as can be. Muriel: I’d say our class was well represented there then. But it still seems there were more in- terested in nursing. Raymond: Jo Brouillette is the new school nurse and Bill Markos, a brain specialist, who this last year established his doctor’s office in Ipswich, is the school doctor. Muriel: That’s two more who made the choice of a medical career. Raymond: Gordon Motley fits into this category too, you might say. You see, he’s established a chain of independent drug stores throughout the country. He owns the one in Ipswich and is manager of the firm the “Independent Drugstores of Amer- ica.” Muriel: And now I’ve had time to think of others — Greta Nordquist and Janet Erickson — I think that takes care of that field now. Raymond: I remember reading of Greta’s gradu- ation from nursing school in Boston, but I don’t recall hearing where she is now working. Muriel: Greta joined the Waves as a nurse and liked it so well that she reenlisted after her first four years were up. Raymond: My but she was a beautiful girl. She must be very stunning with her fair complexion and Navy uniform. Let’s see, she must have the rating of at least a lieutenant by now. Muriel: That’s right, Ray. Janet was also a pretty, blonde girl. Now she’s hiding her baby face among real babies. She followed in her sister’s footsteps after graduation and attended North Shore Babies’ Hospital. And now she runs a nur- sery. In this way she can also care for her own children. She has three you know, Pete, Pete, and re-Pete. Raymond: Speaking of babies — did you know that David Ellsworth, after serving in the Marines, joined his father in the photography business. They specialize in baby pictures; it’s Dave’s job to keep the babies smiling. Muriel: I can picture him now • — but then he’s had experience baby-sitting. Say, what ever be- came of Betty Higgins? I went to secretarial school with her. Raymond: Why Betty is the private secretary to Mr. Small, the manufactuier of elevated shoes in Ipswich. Muriel: That’s a new industry in Ipswich. Betty won’t be using her employer’s product, however. Margaret Stewart was another tall girl in our class. She entered right into the happy bliss of matrimony after graduation . Raymond: She and her husband now own Good- ale’s Orchards, and I’m surprised that you haven’t heard of their famous apples. Muriel: I’m afraid I need brushing up on the farm news; vou’ll have to tell me. Raymond: They have developed a coreless ' apple which ranges between an orange and a grapefruit in size. Muriel: California is known for its oranges and now Massachusetts for its apples. Raymond: Since you say you’re behind on the agricultural data you probably haven’t heard about David Caverly’s invention. Muriel: I knew Dave took up agricultural engi- neering at the University of Massachusetts, but I haven’t heard of any invention. Raymond: It’s a new type of seed. You just plant it the night before, and presto — the next morning you have the fresh vegetables you need for the day. It has made quite a hit with the women. Muriel: I can readily see why. I understand that Cecille Saulnier and Jackie Clancy are in business together, manufacturing A-bombs. If you’ll think back to our high school days both of these girls were very quiet and demure. Raymond: They seem to have conquered their previous shyness if their business is any indica- tion of tbeir present character. Muriel: Say, how is David Perley getting along? He was the cause of a lot of commotion in English 4-A. Raymond: And from what took place in the Chemistry lab, at school last week he’s keeping up with his old tricks. Muriel: What in the world is Dave doing back in Ipswich High after so many years out of school ? Raymond: He’s taken over Mr. Orcutt’s position as chemistry teacher and conducts daily experi- ments in chemistry and physics. Last week, how-