Marshfield High School - Tide Yearbook (Marshfield, MA)

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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

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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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From the Washing Well customers to the Mardi Gras mob, Jack Murphy ' s cleaning does quiet a good job! Janet Shaw is now teaching; her pupils find her strict. By next year she ' ll retire --to marry, they predict. Mary Maher is now married, was one of the first. We find in housekeeping, she ' s very well versed. To keep up-to-date on books in the news Consult Sheila Stewart and her literary reviews. In themidst of the festival between boys and girls Skates flashing, Doug Cohee doing dance jumps and twirls. At the height of his frenzy he ' s something to admire. But, look! Who ' s stealing the show now- -it ' s Miss Mackintire. ' What a day! says Stu. I ' m hot from that sunning; It ' s worse than practice and broken field miming. With a strong southern accent, she ' s acquired new speech; Ruth Seaberg ' s enjoying much time on the beach. Discovered by a hockey scout, he travels far and wide; By the laws of the Bruins, Bob Long does abide. Before her next flight to a faraway place. Stewardess Madeline Foote stopped at this southern base. She ' s losing her voice as she did at the game, Sheila Coughlin, whose cheering has brought her much fame. Mow owner of a home for children who have no place at all, Nancy Coggeshall solves their troubles no matter how small. On the shore of the river where he practices alone. You ' re bound to see Earle Roswell and his prized sousaphone. Susan Drake, secretary, is efficient and deft, When four o ' clock comes, no work has she left. Amidst all the crowd, there ' s a political campaign. The opponents take a bow, from speeches they refrain. Both outstanding in their field, successful thm the land, Mike Bissell and Kevin Murphy now take their party ' s stand. Both classical and jazz, music of every kind. An outstanding record collection of Sandra Yasevicz, we find. Fashions galore all sent from out West, Barbara Roderick ' s new dress shop is really the best. In the side show wagon with dmgs many in number. Is medicine man Wells to bring peace and deep slumber. Dave Nicholson is a mighty hunter of game. Shooting African tigers has been his claim. The Dons, Blunt and Doroni are making big wins. By just bowling their best and splitting the pins. Warren Pierson ' s winning, too, in his chosen class; He ' s boating and fishing, catching some record size bass. John Kinkead has changed both in stature and in weight; He ' s rich (been quite lucky) now owns an estate. Judy Rogers has a profession of playing good tennis; On the courts opponents fall; boy, she sure is a menace. A builder is Steve; his work quite prominent. His efforts are known well to all shores of this continent. From an A -1 sales girl at Peregrine White, Margaret Allen sold fine produce and rose to great heights. Simply being a housewife is plenty for Miss Nancy Joe, Having kids and a husband keeps her on the go. As for Louise, her life ' s been well spent; She ' s busy homemaking and paying the rent. Sylvia Drake, from her associate models we hear. Has just been voted designer of the year. As singer of the tops in tunes, Pat Fielding finds success; We find she ' s now a teen-age idol and movie star, no less. We ' ve described our whole class, each member ' s crown and glory. It ' s all been in fun; it ' s just a made-up story. Our prediction to come is now at a close -- Our actual future, nobody knows. The colorful costumes, the gay masquerade. But the most regarded of all --our own parade. 29