Marshfield High School - Tide Yearbook (Marshfield, MA)

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He ' s writing a book titled. Unions Like People. With the rumble of drums and the tramp of feet March Eddie and Elliott down the street. Right go their left feet and left go their right. Their drill sarge, they say, had aged overnight. Straight to the big ark they plod through the rains; In the French Foreign Legion they always rode trains. Where ' s Mary Martins? someone loudly shouted. Oh, she ' ll be here, that no one doubted. There is no cause for panic and alarm She wears her Holy Sock, a good luck charm. This has brought her success and fame Especially for hockey teams, is her claim. There came to the ark, let me hasten to name. An animal doc who put Noah to shame. What ' s an ark without animals? said Rusty to me. If Noah took two of each, then I ' ll take three. Right on the spot, to cover this terror Is Lil Rogerson, who reports for the Mirror; Following her, we find Carol and Jean, (Now as before, close together they ' re seen,) Carol and Co. have designed new creations, Jean says the gownless straps are the sensations. In a matter of days, the marvelous class Constructed an ark which no one could surpass; Yet something was missing, what could it be? This question was answered by Judy Dupuis. This famed decorator with a voice slightly brass. Exclaimed rather bluntly, This joints got no class. It needs lots more color, that ' s what I think. The answer is simple; try orange and pink! The outside painting was done by Ann, (She mixed up the colors as no one else can,) To secretarial work she couldn ' t bound. At last a different job she Kad found! Now often at night when their work had been done. And the seniors relaxed seeking something for fun. Came the call for music, and best for that job Were Taylor and Davis, Nancy and Bob. Nancy, the singer, had sung at the Met, Bob is a disk jockey, popular yet. Together they entertain, my, aren ' t they great; One second — Bob can ' t find the hole in that plate. A handy man on the ark was badly needed. Who would fill this. Lord how we pleaded; The answer to our prayers was Bob, Judy tells us he ' s handy at any job. Then one day it happened, a huge two ton beam Broke loose from its binding, began to careen Towards all those below it, who huddled like ants. It almost had reached them when up stepped George Lantz. Behind him came Charlie, together they caught The beam in the manner which they had been taught. How could they do it? One line tells enough: Physical ed men are always that tough! Now all were aboard this wonderful ark. Bright with gay laughter; outside it was dark. But, wait, said the spirit, there is one more. Who is that I hear knocking at the door? Large Frank Cervelli, last but not least; You notice he ' s right on time for our feast. He played with the Celtics during this season. They captured the crown; Big Frank was the reasoni At last it was finished, the whole ark was done; Hurrah, cried the spirit, the battle is won! Now let the rains fall, let the seas rise. There is nothing can harm us; the class shall survive. Then they waited and waited each day peeping out. Expecting to find only water about. But on the fifth day to their horror instead, They found that the rain had completely stopped dead. They turned in a group to their guardian ghost. Who quivered and sputtered and strangled almost. So this is disaster, a heavenly flood. Just several small puddles and truckloads of mud. Then each of the seniors withdrew from the scene To gather and talk of the fools they had been. They finished in minutes and then they returned To confront the old spirit with visages stern. We ' ve made some decisions, spoke one choked with gall, You lose your commission to guard us at all. Instead we command you to always watch o ' er All senior advisors; they need you much more. The ark we will leave so all students may see How great this class was when they wanted to be. Lastly we must say we ' re really not mad. You brought us together, for that we are glad. And truthfully speaking, I think you ' ll agree. There ' s nothing like spirits in a class prophecy.

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by Richard Micheiini Barbara Turner lie tlie It was dark, all dark, when the word came ' round. And the ocean wailed with a mournful sound. And the world seemed hollow and the sky was cold As the rain fell harder and the rivers rose. It had rained ten days and no end seemed near. But strangest of all was the lack of fear. For the whole countryside seemed unconcerned Though the ocean filled and the rivers churned. Not a voice of warning was anywhere heard; Said everyone, scoffing, Disaster? Absurd! Now in Marshfield High for years had been A haunting spirit who ' d never been seen. Now what was he doing? Why was he there? On this hangs a story; read on if you dare. It was close to the spring of ' 53 When the Senior Class, most peculiarly. Commissioned this spirit to haunt and to roam All the rooms, aisles, and corridors they had once known. And while in its roamings to guard first and last The interests and honor of the ' 53 class. Now the spirit thought as he gazed at the rain, It ' s the end of the world; it ' s all been in vain. I saw Noah run as the first deluge came. And take it from me all the signs are the same. Then thought he: The seniors, the ' 53 class. It ' s my job to save them; I ' ve got to act fast. I ' ve got it, the answer, we ' ll all just embark On the one thing that ' ll hold us; we ' ll build us an ark! So out went the word to all forty-one. That the end of the world was certain to come. That they must all gather at old M. H. S. And there build an ark to dissolve their distress. First came the engineers — electrical brand: Abbruzzese, Taylor, Micheiini, and Rand. Where is it. I ' ll wire it, said Willy at once. Hold on, cried Steve Taylor, This job ' ll take months. I don ' t even see it, said Dick to the bunch, Ho-hum, murmured Kenny, Let ' s knock off for lunch. Yet in a few days they began to improve. And things on the ark really started to move. It was then that she came with all her crew. After much wishing it finally came true. Our class nurse better known as Gwen, Counting the dog, she has children, ten! The whole ark was shaken; some even grabbed rocks When in walked Dave Rich, who now managed the Sox. Here, said the spirit, you ' ll be held in esteem. For who else can manage the shuffleboard team? Dave Totten pulls up in his Caddy slick. He found a good way to make money quick. The card tricks he learned during his spare time Are convenient for making a very fast dime. Now think of the joy when there did arrive Four to keep reading and writing alive; Callahan, Damon, Harrington, Hatch, Teachers incomparable, all without match. Pauline is rugged, a grammar school girl; Marcia says teaching ' s a glamorous whirl; Debbie ' s been dodging her kids ' dirty looks; Joanne is restless; she wants to write books. Who comes from the halls of old M. H. S.? Mr. Reed and Miss Miller would be my guess. But no, it can ' t be, they left long ago. For when we all went, they could stand it no mo ' It ' s the elite Miss Sinnott and Prof. McAleer, English and chem are still tough, never fear. On the next day a loud scream in the sky Awakened the spirit with a tremulous cry. Who is it? he bellowed, Are you of the class? No answer was given; just two specks shot past. In a minute or so, though, two jets had come down. And up to the ark staggered Hubbard and Downs. Each was a jet man of caliber rare. But who in the Air Force had made them a pair? Look! Who ' s in the back seat of Jack Hubbard ' s plane. Clutching a camera and still taking aim. To capture on film the soon-to-come doom? It ' s big-time photographer, Richard Magoun. Here ' s Dotty and she ' s no longer so quiet. Why just the other day she caused quite a riot. She got hold of a book by Barb, Nancy, and Fran, A thr iller for brides called. Now Get Your Man. Among the celebrities present we find Authors of the intellectual kind. We read in the paper — front page, no less. That Barb and Dick ' s book is a big success. For struggling students it ' s proven a gem. Entitled Are Formulas Really Needed in Chem? Then with a racket that deadened the brain. Came two old jalopies dragging down Main. Oh, no, screamed the spirit, not them on the ark! But natch, said Bill Harvey, Let ' s race! said Dan Clark. And so all discovered it really was they. Two big-time stock racers, receiving top pay. There was no surprise; it seemed rather true That things done in school are done in life, too. In from Detroit came the head of G.M., Jon Chandler, who rose from the ranks of grease men. But why, wondered all, if it ' s autos he likes. Does he never ride anything other than bikes? We ' re expecting our space cadet here soon. Of course, you realize the distance from the moon. When Larry ' s not flying from the church house steeple.

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First row: Barbara Lantz, Pauline Callahan, Steve Taylar, Nancy Taylor, Paul Barry, Robert Norton, Gwendolyn Marsh. Second row; Joanne Harrington, Barbara Turner, Richard Seignious, Miss Miller, Elliott Binley, Judy Dupuis, Mary Sinnott. enior It all started early in November — that was when the seniors decided to put on Gramercy Ghost as their class play. Ghosts haunted the halls of M. H. S. until December 5, the day that the ghosts and senior stars made their long awaited debut in the well-filled audi- torium. Although we wondered, especially after a long rehearsal, if it were worth it (just ask Miss Miller), we certainly collected many fond mem- ories of the good times we had. Remember those night rehearsals — Steve ' s love-making technique — Nancy and Parker — the last-minute ticket selling — deciding Judy needed a strait jacket — proving our ath- letic ability on the mats — singing our theme song, Rock of Ages — Ann ' s behind-the-couch prompting — the last supper before dress re- hearsal and Mrs. Dupuis ' delicious spaghetti sauce which, by-the-way, still isn ' t paid for, — Miss Miller ' s party without shoes after it had actually gone off successfully? All of these have helped to make December 5, 1952, one of the important dates in our senior year. 28