Lawrence High School - Lawrencian Yearbook (Falmouth, MA)

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to shore in his big, brawny arms.” During my talks with my friends, I learned a lot more about my for- mer classmates. I was told that Margaret Papp had a pleasant out- door job. She was a bug hunter for the M. B. L. in Woods Hole. Anna Rogers was an instructor of boys’ domestic science at Plymouth High School. Anna always was rather interested in Plymouth boys. Daurice Boyatt had become presi- dent of the Consolidated Hairpin Corporation, which, with the re- turn in style of long hair, was do- ing a remarkable business. Exzilda Goudreau was thrilling thousands of music lovers as the new opera sensation of the decade. “Bull” Hatch, who was now rap- idly improving, informed me that good old Milton !“Zene” Studley, who wasn’t much of a talker in school, had overcome his shyness and was now a high pressure sales- man selling left handed monkey wrenches. Sumner Hilton, another former quiet boy, was also a sales- man. He was selling electric re- frigerators, ice cube attachments and all, to the Eskimos up near the arctic circle. I was very much pleased to learn that Delscena Mills had gone into politics. She was the Congress- woman from the Cape Cod district, and she was leading a fight for a higher tax on imported filleylooloo- birds. I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Pauline Sylvia was teaching Latin at the new Teatick- et Normal School. Well, she al- ways had a secret liking for Latin anyhow. “Hambie” had a big surprise for me in. regard to Betty Wiswall. “Bets” had taken up missionary work in Africa, where she was de- terminedly trying to teach the natives to wash behind their ears. “Bets” always did have high ideals. “Hambie”, unsuccessfully trying to suppress a smile, informed me about Virginia Leatherbee. Vir- ginia, contrary to my expectations, was leading a quiet home life down in Hatchville. The biggest thrill of the day was when she tied on her yellow sunbonnet and went out to the pasture to lead home “Daisy”, the family cow. I wasn’t surprised to learn that Irene White, known as “Snooky” to her intimate friends, had kept on with her music and was now a well-known French horn soloist. On foggy nights she also works for the United States Lighthouse Service, being employed at Nobska Point where she warns ships with power- ful blasts on her horn It certainly pleased me to learn that our class had some stars of the silver screen. Melissa Freeman and Ethel Simmons were co-star- ring in one of Mack Sennet’s come- dies, and furthermore, “Kay” Overy was the new Clara Bow of the screen. I learned from “Maddie” that Ellen “Buttons” Barstow had just resigned as the head of an old maids’ home to get married. A certain “Jimmie” was a lucky boy. Christine Wright had a sweet job. She was the chief chocolate sampler in a large candy factory. This is what I might have expect- ed “Bert” Haddon to be doing, but Fate had thought differently. “Teddy” Czepiel was head of the Falmouth Herring Corporation, which had a monopoly on the her- ring business in Falmouth. I had now progressed so far in

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Yes, I knew these three people; they were none other than Ellen Hamblin, Madeline Roderick, and Bob SanSouci of that large and somewhat shady class of 1931 back in Lawrence High School. Well, Bob had finally realized his ambi- tion to be a “sawbones.” Here it was the year 1943; so I immediate- ly became interested in learning from these three members of the whereabouts of the rest of my class. As Bob came up with a knife in one hand and a roll of bandages | in the other, I heard a groan from the next bed to mine. I saw big Donald “Bull” Hatch of my high school days. As I later learned, “Bull” had slipped on a banana peel | in front of Dean “Count” Wells’ banana cart. “Bull” had been try- ing to wave to both Alice Perry and Florence Landers, who were driv- ing past in a rather doubtful-look- ing automobile made by the Barry Motor Car Company, of which John Barry was president, general man- ages, sales agent, designer, machin- ist, and shop boy. During my stay in the hospital I had a good chance to learn from “Bob”, “Hambie”, and “Maddie” about my former classmates. I learned that Jennie Baker was the famous movie star who was hailed by the producers as “the best figured star of the screen.” I also learned that Felice Franco was the idol of sunny Spain, where he was known as “the handsome and brave toreador, Don Franco.” According to SanSouci, Harry “Buck” Handy and “Jack” Nichols were employed at the New York Public Zoo, where they could be seen every day busily engaged in skinning bananas and feeding them to the apes and monkeys in the monkey houso. Betty Henry was a teacher, but she had only one pupil and that pupil was “Buck” Handy, her husband, whom she and Harry, Jr. cften went to see in the monkey house. Irene Norris was now a model in a fashionable shop on Fifth ave- nue in New York. This shop was owned by Eleanor James, the “Jim- mie” of our school days. I learned that John Martin was a hard-boiled traffic cop at one of j New York’s busiest intersections, but as usual John always found time to smile and wave to the at- tractive members of the fair sex who chanced to drive by. John | was up to his same old high school tricks. “Hambie” informed me that Olivia Roderick and Lillian Hazel- ton were the proud owners of a neat little bakery, above which hung a sign which read, “If you try our biscuits once, you’ll never try an- other.” I had to smile when I learned of Reger Tobey’s occupation. Leave it to Roger to get a colorful job. He was selling large red and yel- low toy balloons at county fairs. Nathan “Guz” Issokson, so “Don” Hatch informed me, had an inter- esting and easy job. He was em- ployed by Uncle Sam as “adjust- able ballast” for the Navy’s newest dirigible. Idly glancing through a news- paper one day my eye was attract- ed by a picture with the heading “Rescued and Rescuer.” Reading on I learned that “the brave life guard, Joseph Goudreau, had dash- ed to the aid of Loraine Pease, a former belle of Lawrence High School, and had pulled her safely

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getting better that I was allowed to leave the hospital. Saying goodbye to my friends, I left for a quick visit to Falmouth. The first person I saw after getting off the train was Frank Perry. How changed he was! He was wearing a light gray derby, a gray suit with large plaids, a red necktie with large white polka dots, kid gloves, pearl-gray spats, patent leather shoes, and his usual big grin. Under his arm he carried a cane, and to top off the picture, he was just climbing into a racy-looking, cream- colored Packard roadster. Frank was a perfect picture of success. He had made a fairly large fortune in the boxing racket with the in- valuable help of his manager, that financial genius, Gilbert Costa, known to most of us as “Gillie.” “Dot” Barboza, I learned, was the smiling proprietor of the “Blue Lantern”, an attractive and popu- lar “dine and dance” establishment in Teaticket. Margaret Ward (always “Peggy” to her friends) was leading a high life. She was the champion flag pole sitter of the world. I knew that “Peggy” would go high in whatever career she entered. John “Mickey ” McDonald, as Frank Perry smilingly informed me, was a prohibition officer. “Mickey” always was a strong backer of pro- hibition; so this didn’t surprise me in the least. Howard Pease was the big poli- tical boss of the town. His gift of gab, which had distinguished him in high school, plus the persuasive power of freely handed out nickel cigars, had resulted in Howard’s be- ing re-elected as Mayor of Fal- mouth for the fifth time. “Bert” Haddon had become a very popular radio artist. Every night at 7.30, “Bert” could be heard telling stories to the little tots. In his spare time, “Bert” con- ducted a small second-hand store, amcng the articles of which were listed such things as “slightly used cigars,” “rubber boots and raincoats slightly damaged by water,” and “genuine diamond rings at five dollars.” “Bert” was often assisted in his radio program by the mellow bass voice of Richard “Scotty” McLane, that giant mass of muscle of our school days. Joseph Sheehan had a nice, quiet business in town. He was the proud owner of “Sheehan’s Undertaking Parlors and Funeral Home.” “Joe” could often be seen slowly driving through town in his custom-built automobile, his hearse. After visiting for a week, I left Falmouth and started on the long journey back to South Jelopy, that little known about and small king- dom in the wilds of Africa where my friend, Ellsworth “Putt” Head, was sweating away two shifts daily as official back-scratcher to the King of South Jelopy, poor old “Putt” having had to take my shift as well as his own during my ab- sence. Karl Hubert Bohaker. CLASS FAVORS FOR BOYS John McDonald, our class baby, is a very successful hunter. Many boys have tried to capture a certain “Bunny”, and we think it well to give you this pistol to help you maintain your claim on your “Bunny”. Sumner Hilton usually wears a beaming smile on his youthful face.