Maynard High School - Screech Owl Yearbook (Maynard, MA)

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, . . ditorials . . . Editorial Bennie Gudzinowicz, ' 40, Ed for Neither words nor actions can truthfully ex- press our heartfelt thoughts of farewell, as we go forth together from M. H. S. into a con- fused world, made thus by dictatorial thrusts for world supremacy. Our moments of pleas- ure and sorrow will pass soon, leaving but mere remembrances; yet the friendships that were formed with our associates, whom we can truly now call our friends, will never cease, but will live on throughout the years increasing as we mature. Our record of achievement, we leave behind us, setting it as a goal worthy to be sought and attained by those classes yet to come We’ve gone a very long way together since we first made our entrance as scared, half-pint fresh- men. Our success can be attributed to the fine leadership and supervision of our class adviser, Miss Fearns, whom we thank whole-heartedly for her loyal support and co-operation during the past four years. May success, long life, and good cheer follow us wherever our respective paths in life lead us, and may we all enjoy good health and closer friendships in the years to come. ♦ ♦ W. P. A. — We Aren’t Coming Virginia Taylor, ’40, Assistant Editor Not long ago there appeared in most of our leading papers a news item taken from a middle western paper relating to a slogan adapted by a recent high school graduating class. This slo- gan was, W.P.A. here we come.” That phrase may have been invented in a spirit of frivolity, but we members of this year’s graduating class would do well to take not as a class, but as individuals, the slogan W.P.A. we are not coming.” We all know the hardships our forefathers had to endure. They cleared the forests, hewed logs to build rough houses, tilled the soil, raised healthy families, and if they weren’t rich i n dollars, they were at least self supporting and. by being such, were rich in mind, rich in body, and rich in soul. We of this generation should first determine to be self supporting. There are now many op- portunities offered us — education and new in- ventions which continually create new lives of industry, thereby, providing more jobs. Look what the pioneers accomplished with little schooling! Then there should be no limit to our heights. If we are to be a credit to ourselves, to our families, and to our forefathers, we should tackle the problems which confront us without expecting to look to others for assist- ance. We can if we have prepared ourselves for life as we should have. Ninety percent of the graduates this year can expect jobs,” is the statement of one newspaper. Let’s show the world that this statement is true with a cry, W. P.A. We are not coming!” Keep Studying The most important time of the year is now facing everyone. But, alas, how do we greet it. Unfortunately, with tennis, golfing, swim- ming, hiking — anything but homework. Per- haps it’s just a case of late spring fever,” but whatever it is, we shouldn’t let it get the best of us. Marks can take a horrible slump the last few weeks of school, and it is most important just at that time that they keep up. Yearly averages mean a lot, especially to those going on to other schools. We’ll feel the neglect when the final exams come — no one can cram a month’s work into one night’s studying, and activities seem to creep up toward the summer months. And pity the teachers, they have their work to complete. They must be pretty tired of us by now, so we should give them something worth while to remember us by, instead of blank faces and out-of-the window stares. We all like to be out-of-doors these days so why not use our study periods to the best advantage and get our homework done when it should be done; and then we will have plenty of time for the great out-of-doors. Virginia Taylor, ’40

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TIME SCIRTIECIh OWL PUBLISHED THREE TIMES A YEAR BY THE STUDENTS OF MAYNARD HIGH SCHOOL PRICE, 25 CENTS JUjr L,, 1|C)40 TABLE OF rnxTTFXTTS PICTURE . . . Commencement Speakers Frontispiece EDITORIALS Page 8 LITERARY DEPARTMENT 9 SUB-LITERARY DEPARTMENT . . . Verse and Worse 13 SENIOR PICTURES AND WRITE-UPS 15 SUPERLATIVES 34 PICTURES . . . Screech Owl Staff and Student Council 35 EXCHANGES 36 ALUMNI DEPARTMENT 38 ATHLETICS 39 PICTURE . . . Baseball Team 40 PICTURES . . . Track Team and Golf Team 41 ON THE SPOT . . . Activies 42 WISE OLD OWL 44 CROSSWORD PUZZLE 46 SCREECH OWL STAFF = Editor Assistant Editor Business Manager Assistant Business Managers Alumni • Art Activities Exchanges Jokes Athletics Circulation Staff Photographer Assistant Photographer Uterary Priscilla Marchant Marion Sheridan Typists Florence Dudzinski Annie Hamalainen Faculty Adviser Walter Luoma Leona Arcizewski Jennie Kulik Helen Kaziukonis ...Bennie Gudzinowicz Virginia Taylor William Le Sage Eugene Sjoblom Urho Mark ( Leo Nurmi Margaret Crowe Jean Davis Marie Flaherty Dorothy Tierney i Anna Allard I Robert Johnson j George Whalen J Glady Boeske J Urho Mark I Leo Nurmi Walter Luoma Francis Crowley Helen Arcizewski Charles Fouratt Wilbur Walls Jennie Girdzewski Frances Shymonowicz Leo F. Mullin

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An Amateur’s Ideas on Music Ernest Luosalo, ’40 Music is a funny thing. It may be explained as a succession of notes in harmony, that arouse the adventurous, wonderous, intellectual, poetic mind of the person who is listening. It takes little concentration to follow the smooth strains of beautiful music; that may be one reason why it is enjoyed so much. Music may be defined as truly great, and those who appreciate it will explain that it ranks highest among their sources of entertainment. It is queer then, that something so wonderful is enjoyed by so few; these few, who alone, seem to know that life is something more than just physical being. By music, of course, I mean music — real music which takes your mind away, and your mind only. Jazz and swing music are altogether different, and effect a person differently. Clas- sical music has not been composed to stimulate your animal instincts, or whatever it is, so that you feel like jitterbugging all over a dance floor. It is rather something which is meant to give you pleasure. It tends to smooth out your high tensioned nerves and bring about relaxation. One day I turned on the radio. It was a Saturday afternoon, and I was in a tired mood. I soon heard music; it was opera. I had often heard it and I wondered what people really heard when they listened to an opera. I resolved to find out. I listened all afternoon, and I remember I was not in absolute bliss the whole time. I did not understand most of it, but here and there were parts which I decided were really very good and worth remembering. The afternoon was tire- some, but I figured that if I were to learn to like this music I must listen to it every chance I got. I have listened to it every week since then, lik- ing it more and more. If I hear the announce- ment of a familiar opera, I wait impatiently to again hear those familiar strains. Your brain becomes alert when you hear the Dance of the Hours” from Pinchielle’s Gio- conda. You will never forget the wonderful music from Wagner’s Die Walkure, or Verdi’s 11 Trovatore or Traviata. The secret of liking this music is simply that you must learn to like it. The same applies to symphony. Symphony is not just one long drawn out mess of notes. Listen closely and you will quickly be able to distinguish melodies — melo- dies exactly the same as those used in our popu- lar songs. Listen to Shubert’s Unfinished Sym- phony; it is composed of melody, and nothing else. If you listen, you will soon be able to dis- tinguish the works of different composers. You will easily recognize the dramatic and warlike music of Jan Sibelius or the simple fairy tale music of Rimsky Korsakov; and by listening to the lighter classics, you may learn to like much of the heavier music. Critics praise all books that awaken the per- sons who are not music lovers, especially the books that tend to awaken the younger genera- tion to the fact that there is such a thing as music. This fact alone must mean something to you. It means that the music critics, persons who ought to know, want you to learn to enjoy music because there really is something to it. When you go to see a good moving picture you tell your friends. Why. You tell them because you want them also to enjoy it. I don’t care for that dry music.” Of course you don’t, and you never will, un- less you learn to like it. You learned to ride a bicycle, and you learn to swim. Learn to like music, and I guarantee you as much, if not more enjoyment; and I bet you won’t regret it.