Lawrence High School - Lawrencian Yearbook (Falmouth, MA)

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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.

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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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So we present him with this cake of Palmolive Soap to keep his “School-Girl Complexion.” Joseph Sheehan, our famous car- toonist, has other interests besides his art. Joe has been going regu- larly to Doc. Wiswall’s house for the past few months. What for? We judge “Doc. Wizzy” is unable to bring about your recovery, Joe. We give you, therefore, this bottle of medicine. We hope it will cure you so you won’t need to go any more to the doctor’s house. John Barry never looked at a girl while he was in high school. He has even been called a woman hater. But he is going away to Worcester Tech, next year, where he will be lost in the mazes of a great city. So, the class wishes to present you, John, with this “girl,” who will try to teach you the art ‘Of getting on with the opposite sex. All through the year we have been watching the many tender glances one of our boys has sent to the other side of the room, and now, Joseph Goodreau, we know where your heart lies. Joe likes flowers very much, and his favorite is sweet Pease. So, we give him this dove to bring Peac (s)e in the fam- ily. There is a saying that “some things come in opposites.” For in- stance, Jack Nichols is small but has a big voice. Likewise, Roger Tobey is large and he has a wee small voice, which can never be heard across the room. So to Roger we give this megaphone, which he can use to magnify even his faint- est whisper so that it can be heard. To Jack we give this reducti- phone, which he should use to tame his voice down. They still depend on Wells to put our fires on Cape Cod. We have an excellent water system, but we like to have Wells around just the same. Where there are wells there are usually buckets. Dean, here is an old oaken bucket. With this you can join the bucket bri- gade and be a real help to our fire department. One of our members is very bash- ful. Milton Studley can never see any girl because he would have to look down so far. Neither can any girl see him, because he is so tall. So we give you this French doll. She is tall enough for even you. Dick McLane is a little fellow who should be seen and not heard. Everywhere you go, you are likely to hear: “Did you ever hear this one about — ?” And the usual ans- wer is: “Sure, Dick McLane told me that one.” So, Dick, we give you this Joke Book. Keep up your re- putation. Karl Bohaker is one of our good- natured boys. He is certainly a shining light in the class. Karl likes golf, his only trouble is that he loses His clubs. So, Karl, the next time you lose a club — in a tree, for instance — you can use this one to improve your game. Bert Haddon certainly needs a telephone. It would save much gasoline and much wear on auto- mobile tires between here and West Falmouth. So, the Class thinks that this telephone will help you to “Gaynor.” It isn’t nearly so cozy as a Ford runabout, is it Bert? This engagem ent book is for none other than our Class Sheik, Ells- worth Head. He is to keep in this book all the dates he makes with those of the opposite sex while he is down in Maine next year. Now, Ellsworth, don’t use it up too fast.