Marshfield High School - Tide Yearbook (Marshfield, MA)

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was a lot of fun and it certainly assisted in increasing the amount in our treasury. March found our class in a state of confusion as we frantically pre- pared for the on-coming comedy, Time Out For Ginger , directed by Mrs. Martinez. Will we ever forget Liz ' s unanswered call to Mrs. Carol, who happened to be still in the dressing room? Nevertheless, we had a full house and everyone thoroughly enjoyed it. Following in the path of the play was our anxiously awaited junior prom. There was so much to do, yet so little time. However, by eight o ' clock that April night, the oriental decorations, finally completed, filled the gym with quite a different atmosphere. Participating in most every sport, we juniors displayed much spirit and enthusiasm, representing our class very sufficiently. Players, man- agers or cheerleaders --we had them all. In the spring, eight of our class members were elected to the Na- tional Honor Society: David Banner, Linda Clapp, Janice Curren, Bob- bie Ela, Nancy Hobbs, Carol Mackintire, Kevin Murphy, and Carol Stengel. Elected to Girls ' and Boys’ State were Carol Stengel and Mike Bissell. The final fling of our junior year was, of course, the Senior Recep- tion given by our class in honor of the graduates. Money seemed to pour into the treasury at the last minute after putting into effect the new rule of excluding from the reception all those who had not yet paid their first semester dues. Charles Bean and his five piece orches- tra provided the music and our junior year was brought to a close with a big success. The hardy French II class begged and pleaded to go to Boston to see a real French movie and eat in a French restaurant. Mrs. Gadaier (Miss McBrien) just had to give in, but we may as well have eaten in our own kitchens for what we ordered was anything but French! Per- haps we should have eaten after the movie; for Diabolique scarcely aided our digestion. We are now seniors and our high school days are rapidly coming to a close. Having all congregated in roo m 9, we chose our class officers who were to assume a great responsibility during our senior year. Kevin Murphy was once again unaninmously elected to lead our class with gavel in hand and aided by the support of Donald Golden. Nancy Hobbs moved into the office of secretary and was certainly kept busy recording every motion corrected by our democratic advisor --Mr. Blackington. Our class finances were well guarded by Carol Mackin- tire, while Janice Cunen recorded every high light of our senior year so that it could be passed on to underclassmen come June. Everyone seemed to display high hopes of a college education until the day when the experienced colleagues came to M.H.S. to talk. Nevertheless, pamphlets, catalogs and applications were the main at- uaction right up until Christmas vacation and some still desire to fight the battle. Immediately the Tide got underway with Bobbie Ela as our year- book editor and Mr. Peratta and Miss Ellard as advisors. Those dead- lines came hard and fast, but somehow we managed to meet them, or did we? January Thaw , held in the latter part of October, again packed the gym to its capacity. Perhaps the audience wished to see a repeat performance of Donny ' s breath taking football game in last years play. Rodney did not inact the winning touchdown but no one could save a cow from a roaring fire like he did, hip boots and all! continued on pg. 61 27

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Class History By Janice Curren Another year has come to a close, and our last at M.H.S. But all is not over yet. Let ' s just take a look at some of the highlights of our four enduring but unforgetable years in high school. Poor Mr. Scott. He must have plotted his resignation the moment he heard the roaring mob rushing down the halls, eager to begin its first reunion in room 14. As freshmen we were all in high spirits and definitely needed someone to dampen them a bit. Elected for this job was Kevin Murphy --the most able man for President. But he couldn ' t handle it alone --so Mike Bissell stepped up as vice -president and willingly reinforced the president in times of emergency. Stu Carlton successfully hoarded the class treasury; Linda Clapp wrote frantically at every meeting to keep up with every detail and Janice Curren kept the historian ' s reports. Mary Ann Sullivan very capably represented our class and its wild ideas in the student council body. As school activities got underway, we were all itching to do some- . thing ourselves j ust to show those upper classmen what an asset the freshmen were to the nigh school! So we engaged in the hearty job of selling coke at the home football games, but this was not enough. The big date came April 9th, when we proved an addition to the social success of M.H.S. with our first dance --a record hop starring Alan Dary. Mrs. Arnold pleasantly surprised those fortunate Latin I scholars with a trip to Boston to see Julius Caesar which was fun even though the movie proved a bit beyond our knowledge. The following September we decided to give Mr. Scott a rest and moved on to Miss Ellard and Mrs.Gadaier (Miss McBrien.) Once again class officers were elected, but there were no changes made from Freshman year. In spite of the adding and subtracting of members, our class remained a mob --but that was no major catastrophe. Miss Ellard put us right on our toes concerning our finances by selling Christmas cards, adding $37 to our treasury. Our next big function was the sophomore dance. Each activity period we racked our brains for a new and different title. We finally came up with a novelty -the Sophomore Dance. To compensate for our original name we hired the Collegiates as a band who really made the evening a great success socially as well as financially. Football, hockey, basketball I Suddenly sports seemed to be taking a large part of our time. The first couple of years warming the bench is pretty discouraging but just give us time. As the year came to a close, we suddenly realized that we had completed half our high school years. Just think --next year we would reach the grade of sophistication. But the following September we were sadly mistaken. We were the same old rambunctious group -- wouldn ' t we ever grow up?” Never- theless we managed to hold a class meeting under the able direction of Mr. Blackington and to choose the officers for the coming year. They were: president, Kevin Murphy; vice-president, Bobbie Ela; secretary, Linda Clapp; treasurer, Carol Mackintire; historian, Janice Curren; student council representatives, Mary Ann Sullivan and Mike Bissell. Our first important issue was how to make money. A record hop-- that was the answer. We really taxed our brains this time and decided to call it the Harvest Hop as it was to be held in October. The dance 26

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Class Prophecy By Judith Rogers and Donald Golden The time of this story is of little concern. Our class is gathered down South we learn. The Mardi Gras is the festive scene, Where all of our members do convene. The tmmpets blare; the people shout; Everyone wonders what such noise is about. The colorful costumes, the gay masquerade, But the most regarded of all our own parade. Who ' s driving these floats, spectators exclaim. Riding the comers on two wheels is a shame! From ' neath the hood of their hot V-8 horse, Come the voices of Randall and Mansfield of course. To keep the proceedings very strict and set Officer Rodney Caron is here you can bet. He motions the traffic; the parade he stops; As class flirt he outwinks all of the cops. Before we continue, the weather let ' s hear; Says reporter Dale White, The forecast is clear. What else is expected, states Mayor John Creed, New Orleans ' climate is the best, indeed. Just back from Europe, while searching for news, Dave Banner is feasting until his next cmise. With him a traveler whom he met in France, Mademoiselle Hobbs, Interpreter by chance. Peggy Linskey, soprano, is featured each night; Her voice brought her fame; her career is at its height. Also in the spotlight is an actress from Key West, Mary Ann Sullivan; with great talent she is blest. Two royal recmits have joined our parade, Fred Schlup and Bob Bonney on army crusade Barbara Seignious and Linda Clapp are now Southern Belles, Of gay parties and festive occasions they tell. Life in New Orleans cannot be surpassed. Say the girls, This masquerade will not be the last! In the world of sports, our class is well rated, By a book of new mles, which is far from out-dated. The title is FOUL INC -FORBIDDEN BY LAW! Coaches Curren and Ela, their students foresaw. Everyone ' s invited to the restaurant in town. The meal should be great--The chef is world renown. His name is Stanley Williams; he hails from gay Paree. Of life in New Orleans he says, C ' est la vie! Atop of a float in a tiger skin robe Is a figure of might supporting a globe. His golden curled locli he throws in the air. Hey, Lee cut the act, that ' s a wig, not your hair! At part of the show we were taken aback. When we saw John Ulanowski in his solid gold Cadillac; From the way he was throwing his money away, Diamond Jim Ulie had sure gone astray! To promote their best-seller, YOUR KEY TO SUCCESS, Are Carols, Stengel and Bennett with methods excess. Their field is science; their rank is high; When you read their new book you will surely see why. Bob DeMulder ' s a scientist with some hare brain scheme; He ' s breeding rich cows that only give cream! In the field of new comedy, Don Golden ' s connoisseur. He wrote a book on trapping, its title is WHAT FUR. 28