Lynn Classical High School - Classical Yearbook (Lynn, MA)

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GWGWGWGWGWCFFGWGWGNGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGW Class Will Shirley Williams I, Shirley A. Williams, living in the State of Confusion, in the City of Lynn, and being of sound mind fa fact not attested to by my teachers? and being strong of body fthanks to the Murphy muscle-building programi do hereby fafter due consultation with the OPA, CIO and the UNO? draw up and present this last will and testament on behalf of the senior class of 1946. . Our president, Stan Britton, leaves three feet of his towering figure to Shorty Brown, of the Junior Class. To Dave Warden, the shy Class President of 1947, our genial vice president, Don Miosky, leaves his maidenly blush. Tsk! Tsk! Co-Editor Gay Stilian leaves to next year's editors the mad pursuit of run-on sentences and book of never-before-used stories. Secretary Pat Pelley leaves her popularity Cneed I say more?J to darling Marion Howard, the sweetheart of the present Junior Class. With the price of haircuts rising, despite the efforts of OPA, Bob Watson leaves to Ralph Butler a small bottle of hair remover along with his more effective lawn mower. To next year's Flufferettes, the L Sz K',s bestow the secret of their famed Goosie. Look out for him, he bites. As the Captain of the Football team Nitchie Marrama leaves his king-sized pants to anyone who thinks he is big enough to fill them. To some lucky Junior, Charlie Furman leaves his secrets of charm and personality along with one pocket size knife, the device by which he whittles out his secrets. Helen Jacques leaves her twirling baton and all that goes with it to Barbara Mudge, though Barbara does all right for herself. Barbara Kent throws into the lap of Margaret McCabe the whole Drum and Bugle Corps., with its snazzy uniforms and all. To Rose, Nuccio, Roy Garber leaves his bass voice so that she may sing duets with herself. The Senior Representatives leave the pleasant atmosphere of the Lecture Hall to the lucky Juniors together with a goodly supply of tickets so they may get a head start on next year's social calendar. Don Johnson leaves the withered piece of mistletoe which he so hopefully hungover the door of his home room to any boy who is tall enough to tear it down. It doesn't work, says Don. To the timid undergraduates, our class, after consulting with W. Shakespeare, leave its motto: Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Anne Nichols leaves her many secrets for skipping periods and yet maintaining an unsullied reputation to next year's scholar Regretfully, Vinny McCann, the author of How to Elude Detention leaves his most prized formula to Paul Cronin, who isn't practiced enough to make up false excuses. XSNEQQDMSRSQQQKDXSQSQQSQQQSDSQQ eleven

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WGFWGNWGWGNGWGWGWGWWFWGFGWWWWW Class History Thomas Foley Gabriel Stilian Brrring!!! Alarm clocks shrieked, eyes poped opened, and the day began for 281 blissfully ignorant Classical High Sophomores. They hastily donned their new duds. Eagerly they dashed down stairs shouting, Won't have time for breakfast today, Ma. Only have two hours to get to school! Soon pounding feet resounded through the streets of West Lynn as a throng of youngsters hastened toward the center of the city and their first day of high school. So it happened that already at an early hour a crowd of wide-eyed individuals entered the sacred halls of Classical. The boys eyed the girls and the girls eyed the boys. Then the teachers came - and the boys looked at the boys as the girls looked at the girls. The ever helpful seniors told us where to go and how to get there, but we began to doubt their good intentions when a surprising number of us, following their explicit directions arrived at the boiler room. Slowly, very slowly, time passed, and the new students became familiar with the building, the teachers, and a new horror - exams. We soon made friends and from them we elected for our president Gabe Stilian. This was the big mistake of our sophomore year. In contrast our sophomore football team was a decided success, playing good clean ball and winning most of its games. Big Boy Marama, at that time a mere babe, brought fame to our class through his prowess in base- ball as well as football. That year the beautiful young ladies of our school enjoyed marching in the summer sunshine. Peeking through windows and around corners, the boys too enjoyed this exercise, though vicariously. This year, also, marked the advent of our headmaster, Mr. Buckley. Be- sides the wealth of academic knowledge we accumulated throughout the months, we also learned by hard experience how to treat the incoming Sophomores. After a summer of recuperation we struggled back to Classical. History repeated itself. Many of the incoming children, with our help, found their way to the boiler room. More self assured this year we elected Stan Britton, president, with Gabe Stilian, vice president, and Pat Pelly their pretty secretary. Great personalities began to flourish among us. In the sport field speedy John Nai won the Olympics, our juniors on the varsity football team showed great promise for their senior year, and most important of all Charlie Furman was acclaimed Tiddly Wink champion of the state. In the academic field Bernice Coakley heaped fame upon the class of 46 by appearing on the stage of one of our local theatres to receive an award in recognition of her ability in the Ghost Writing Contest. What a pretty ghost she made! Although the seniors disregarded it our Junior Prom was the social highlight of the year. Even at the graduation of the class of 45 we were ably represented by Arnold CContinued on Page 125 aDaEQaDaEQaE2m9aEDaEQaEQwiQwZQwEQaE2m QaDwaE2a'QmSaEQ ten

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GFGWGFCFGWGNGNCFCFWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGWGW Petite Lorraine Britton is bequeathed the quiet and meek ways of shy little Ginney Pannes. To the lucky underclassmen, we, The Seniors, leave our understanding teachers, our large roomy lockers, ample supply of mirrors so well dis- tributed throughout the buildings, desks which carry the history of pupils on their well polished tops, chairs which are the cause of many snags and runs in those hard-to-get nylons, and last of all, our text-books, many of which we have never opened, others which, though studied, still remain a mystery to most of us. Signed, sealed, and witnessed in this thankful month of June by your most humble C?'?J and obedient servant, fSealJ CSignedJ Shirley A. Williams We, the undersigned do hereby swear on our mysterious MacBeth that any truths found in this will are purely accidental. CWitnessedJ Dead Pan Hackett Bernadine Dodd Screwball Reily CLASS HISTORY fContinued from Page 101 Shapiro winner of the Franklin Medal and Gabriel Stilian who was chosen most promising member of the Junior Class. Thus the year was brought to its happy conclusion and left us eager with anticipation awaiting the Senior year. This was it. This was what we waited for. At last we were seniors. This year, we resolved, that we would study longer and work harder than ever before. Within two weeks these resolutions were forgotten and we settled down to enjoy our Senior year, which, under the leadership of Stan Britton, proved to be an eventful one. The year began with our gridiron galopers overwhelming Lynn English, an historic event com- parable to Napolean's defeat at Waterloo. This victory was aided by our all scholastic stars Britton and Miosky with Nitch Marama, no longer a babe, the captain. Our basket ball team under the leadership of Deacon Jordan also defeated the East Lynn aggregation. On the dramatic side, the Senior Drama, Janie, starring Betty Donnelly, and under the direction of Mrs. Benvie, revealed the heretofore latent talent of many seniors. We all enjoyed the Lucy Allen Declamation Contest fit lasted two periodsl which was won by Manuel Helzner. Each one of us could add greatly to this history through his own personal memories, memories of exciting football games with the stimulating martial music of the Drum and Bugle Corps, of the romantic atmosphere of our many proms and dances, and even of the many dear friends made during the social hours of detention. And so with tears flowing down our cheeks, we bring to a happy conclusion three years of our lives, three years which will remain forever in our memories. A QKDQQHDQMMQQXDQMDQQQQQQQ twelve