Major Edwards High School - Mesa Yearbook (West Boylston, MA)

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of his patients. They give him no competition in talking since they know him too well. Mrs. Severance remembers that Johnny gave her quite some com- petition in this line. A street scene appears — a street in the great city of Boston. As the ball focuses better, she sees a newsboy holding a paper with these headlines: Extra! Extra!! The Laboratory of B. U. exploded this afternoon after Pro- fessor Nowak completed one of his successful experiments for his Chemistry Class . Under Mr. Stubbs ' s instruction, Eddie became quite a scientist. Ha, Ha. Suddenly Mrs. Severance, looking over Madam Zerouni ' s shoulder, sees a familiar scene. When she finally places it, she discovers that it is right in W. Boylston. Chug, chug, chug! Over the hill comes the Novia Construc- tion Company ' s truck. George has finally reached his goal — ten trucks, one Diesel shovel, one trailer, two bulldozers. Now West Boylston ' s streets will always be kept in perfect condition, thanks to Georgie. The scene now changes to the Bethany Baptist Church in New York, Rev. William Oser officiating. This talented young minister is giving his congregation a sermon on the Evils of Communism. Billy was always pretty good at arguing, anyway. The stage is set; the lights dim; and an attractive singer with a beautiful voice floats into the scene. It is none other than Edie. She ' s been packing them in at Frisco ' s Mocambo Club. A group of fans crowd around Edie for her autograph. But singing is only a side issue with her, as she has a home of her own and quintuplets to take care of, besides being the dancing instructor at the Petterson Dancing Studio. Again the scene changes to W. Boylston. In her beautiful new home, a busy housewife is seen with duster, broom, and scrub brush in her hand. Well, it looks like Eliza ' s housecleaning day. As you know, she resigned from Meola ' s soon after graduation, and is kept quite busy with her four little Tommy Jrs. The gym of M. E. H. S. emerges from the black depths of the crystal ball, and the shrill of a loud whistle is heard and Penny yells, You blocked him from the rear . Yes, he ' s a coach at Major Edwards, his old Alma Mater. What a team! ! ! Mrs. Severance knows all future Clark Tourney games will be victorious for Edwards, now. A multitude of marching feet come marching across the scene — and a loud order is heard. Get in line, there , calls Sarge Russo . A1 was always the guy for leadership, being our class president at school for three years in a row. Certainly looks sharp in that officer ' s uniform — Wow!!! The ball begins to move about in a rocking manner, a movement brought about by the motion of a huge ship. Lieutenant Solitro is giving orders to several new recruits. (Poor guys) — Come on Swabbie! Use some elbow grease!!! Mickey was always good at giving orders to lower classmen. It certainly didn ' t take long for him to get to the top. A well-dressed man appears on the scene, and Swenney ' s excited voice is heard, What have you got to lose? Just think, if you die in 20 years, you can collect $10,000 in insurance! ! ! Swenson makes a perfect salesman; he always has a good line. Mrs. Severance was completely satisfied after Madam Zerouni concluded. Now she is able to wish us a happy Godspeed with confidence in the ideals of her 1948 class of Seniors. N. B. Nowak came out from the explosion alive but lost his hair.

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Prophecy Towards the end of the year, Mrs. Severance became worried about the future of her beloved Class of 1948. Finally she took the Oakdale bus to Worcester to see the Great Madam Zerouni, the World ' s Greatest Fortune Teller. Nervously, she entered the small dimly lit waiting room and waited for the Madam to present herself. At last she was ushered into her private office. There, before a small wooden table, sat the Madam with a large crystal ball before her. Mrs. Severance explained the purpose of her visit. The Great Madam Zerouni nodded approvingly, and stared into the crystal ball. Slowly, she mumbled to herself . . . Aha!!!! The year is 1954. I see before me a dashing, handsome foot- ball hero, already famous for his spectacular ball playing for Notre Dame, that great football team of the U. S. In case you haven ' t guessed it, this is Bernie Belles, the sports fan of the class of ' 48. Suddenly in the crystal ball appears a quiet, rural town in Connecticut. A large white house bears a sign in front which reads, Rest Home for Old Maids . Inside, rushing around to get ready for iheir first guests , are Barbara, Jean, and Lois. By some strange coin- cidence she notices a big office across the street, with two large signs in the window. One reads, Rayworth Genelli, Artesian Well Co. ' ' ; the other reads, Whitney Radio Television Shop. Next, a hospital scene appears, and a smiling nurse dressed in a crisp, white uniform is giving orders to several student nurses standing nearby. As you know, Jean Cousins is quite well versed in this art. Her stiff Chemistry course under the instruction of Mr. Stubbs proved helpful for her career in nursing. Now the crystal ball glows brightly and a gay New York night club is seen. Sure enough it is Wayne Downer. His crooning is now enjoyed by millions. Dishes of tempting food fi ll the table, and Madam Zerouni visualizes a jolly chef in Howard ' s Clam Box — a chef who makes the night club even more popular with his world famous fried clams. Every table in the restaurant is crowded and no one has passed away — as yet! ! ! Over the exit door is c large sign, Eat here and die home , and underneath, We can ' t afford the funeral expenses . The view of a cute, white cottage by the side of the road turn her attention to another class mate, Mrs. Paul Conforti. Flip has established herself as the most accomplished housewife in the country. She is surrounded by two cute freshly scrubbed, little boys, and is doing very well keeping them on their good behavior. Bibity bop-bop bibity bop-bop — Crash!!!! Now a splendid office appears. Where IS my eraser? shouts the typist. Ha, Ha! Thought you never made an error, Eva!!! But never mind, you were the only one who ever became the perfect secretary in Miss Riordan ' s Commercial Course. Again the crystal glows. Who is this dignified man with the long brown beard? Ya-ta-ta-ya-ta-ta! Young Dr. Lovell is giving a prescription to one 22

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?gjl] Class Will Be it remembered that we, the class of 1948 of Major Edwards High School in the County of Worcester and the State of Massachusetts, being of sound mind and memory and in perfect health, do make and ordain this, our last Will and Testament. The Senior Class bequeaths to — Mr. Bixby, a plan for a sound proof office so that the noise which exists between classes will not disturb him. Mr. Sanderson, a box of new cartoons to be placed on the bulletin board so that the students unfortunately dismissed from classes will have something to pass the time away with while waiting outside the office. Mrs. Severance, a new marking book so that our English IV grades will not disgrace those of other seniors. They also leave her a book entitled, Arbitration in Class Meetings , with the request that it be required reading in Senior English classes. Miss Riordan, a manicure set so that she will have one for next year in case the present one wears out. Miss Maguire, several jars of bugs, worms, frogs, pollywogs and reptiles for her future Biology students who are yearning to learn. Mr. Stubbs, a book of matches, so that future Chemistry classes will have something to light their Bunsen burners with. Mr. Eaton, a little black address book, so he can keep track of all his friends scattered around the world — the ones he refers to in History Class. Miss Lacouture, an order for a new automatic potato peeler as Merlin is graduating this year. Mr. Kelly and Mr. Morrissey, only our sympathy for having to contend with new and inexperienced seventh graders each year. Archie, a new jacknife, as the present one, which has been in service for four years scraping up gum from floors, seats, and desk covers, is wearing out. 24