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

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TIM IE SCIR.IEIECIM 0WIL PUBLISHED THREE TIMES A YEAR BY THE STUDENTS OF MAYNARD HIGH SCHOOL M AY., 11943 TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorials Literary . .... Senior Class Roll Pictures — Faculty - Principals and New Members — Alumni News On The Spot Picture — Graduation and Class Night Speakers Athletics Picture — Screech Owl Staff. Senior Superlatives Senior Snapshots Pictures — Class Officers Picture — Student Council Wise Old Owl Page 4 6 ....... 15 - 29 and 30 31 32 - 34 ........ 35 37 ... 38 39 and 40 - 41 42 , 43 Faculty Adviser Miss Vena B. Field SCREECH OWL STAFF Editor .Marion Sheridan Assistant Editor Business Manager Assistant Business Managers Alumni Art Activities Jokes Wise Old Owl Boys’ Athletics Girls’ Athletics Circulation Manager Laura Wasiuk Frank de Grappa j Bernice Greenaway (Walter Zancewicz JMary Moynihan (Rita Schwenke Louise Dwinell (Raymond Wuorio JHelmi Kulmala (Marion Smith jLois Dawson (Anne White Richard Trench (Eleanor Dimery Arthur LeSage Elsie Burgess Albert Sullivan Assistant Circulation Managers j Arthur Carbary (Edward Allard Photography I George Sawutz (Donald Hanson [Roy Helander Ann Chodnicky Nancy Whitney Literary j Barbara Marchant Mildred Maki Eileen Fairbanks [Alyce Thane Sherlie Babb Nancy Gentch [Helen Kuprianchik Doris Newman Bernice Greenaway Secretaries {Ruth Liverman Laura Wasiuk Marion Smith [Gladys Fraser Lois Dawson

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2 THE SCREECH OWL CLASS OF 1943

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☆ Editorials Goodbye to Maynard High School It was only a few months ago that I found myself extending a welcome to the Freshman Class from the students of Maynard High, and now here I am deeply engrossed in writing ’43’s farewell to that self-same school. How the time has flown since that never-to-be-for- gotten day in September, 1939, when we, as Freshmen, entered high school! During our Freshman and Sophomore years it was difficult to get along at first, but soon we began to take an active part in things, attending all socials and athletic events. When these two years ended, we found ourselves anxious to go on to our last two years — to us, themost important of all. Just the thought of them brought to mind what was ahead. In our Junior year the Prom and class rings were foremost in those somewhat silly heads of ours, but like other things they now are only memories. Then came the year 1943. To the Seniors it had only one meaning — graduation. Now as the day draws nearer we begin to realize its full significance. It’s not just dances, an outing, and a banquet, but the time when we shall de- part and bid farewell to our classmates and teachers. Each one will go his own way; the boys no doubt will join the ranks of those al- ready in the service of their country and the girls will assume a greater responsibility than ever before filling the vacancies in business or industry. We must thank the faculty and especially Miss Wilson, our class adviser, for their willing- ness to help us. We realize we have been diffi- cult to manage at times, but, nevertheless, every- thing turned out all right in the end. And so, with always a thought for the days gene by, the class of ’43 bids farewell to its alma mater, dear old Maynard High. - — Editor. Unconquerable Spirit How many of you have realized that China, our ally, has been fighting the Japs for more than five years? The Chinese have no modern equipment to speak of, yet they have held back the barbarous peoples with whom we are at war. How do they do it? It is their unconquerable spirit. Even the children have joined in this struggle for freedom. At the beginning of the inci- dent” between China and Japan, the Chinese guerillas needed time to remove valuable ma- chinery out of Shanghai; so the Japs had to be delayed. The children of a little village organ- ized themselves as the Little Devils,” and ranged from five years old up. They barricaded the town walls, and the Japs, thinking there was an army behind them, were delayed three days. On the fourth, they decided to storm the walls. The children went over the top and threw all the hand grenades they had. When the village was finally taken, not one of the hundred children was alive. However, they did not die in vain. All the able-bodied men had left the village, and the Japs had been detained long enough for the guerillas to get away. That is just one example of the fighting Chinese. Put yourself in the place of one of those children and ask yourself if you would die such a horrible death for your country? Would you? You bet you would, and so would every other red-blooded American youth. But why don’t you show your love for your country by buying bonds, planting a Victory Garden, collecting scrap, and giving up just a few of your expensive hobbies? Yes, some of you will do this, but we’ll need everybody’s full co-opera- tion if we’re going to beat those Axis Rats!” Shirley Weckstrom, ’46. sfc Compulsory Farm Labor One day last week, while I was scanning the daily newspaper, an article headed Compul- sory Farm Labor for High School Students Con- sidered” caught my eye. After glancing through it, I thought no more about it until just a few days ago, when I overheard the conversation of two young high school girls.