Millis High School - Mowhawk Yearbook (Millis, MA)

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20 To Mr. Young, we leave the good fortune of finding a few Junior girls who are as much enthused about manual training as a few of our Senior girls are. We wonder why? To Mr. Wilmarth, we leave a perfect Senior class for next year with hopes that they will stay awake. To Mr. Robbing we leave a brand-new Cadillac with the hopes that he won't have as much trouble getting to Millis on cold days next year as he did this year. To the Freshman, we leave the privilege of enjoying three more years of fun and learning. To the Sophomores, we leave our congratulations for having so many of their boys represent our football team. You've done a swell job boys, and girls--you should be proud of them. To the Juniors, we leave Mr. Robbins and the Senior home room and hope that they have as much fun as we did. In witness whereof, we make and proclaim this, our last will and testament. Signed: Patsy Brodeur Doris Veiner Witnessed by: Dean Martin Jerry Lewis

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To Joan Thatcher, Joanne Gannon leaves her red hair with hopes that it will help her to find someone as nice as Charlie. To Albert Gurner, John Young leaves his position at Herman's Academy--gladly! To Gerry Christian, Doris Veiner leaves her good luck in re- ceiving letters from a certain someone and strength to answer so many. Gerry will be in the same position as Doris when the spring rolls around. We, Patsy and Doris, have decided to leave Richard Kasakaitis's wonderful leadership to every president of the future senior classes. We certainly have appreciated all he has done for us. To David Clark, Joshua Mael leaves his school-girl figure. He certainly can use it. To the highest bidder, Helen Ward leaves her adorable face. How much is offered girls? To Barbara Olson and Barbara Burdows, Alice Simarrian leaves her good attendance record--at home! To Carol Greene and Cynthia Simpson, Anne Louise Congdon leaves her newly published book, How to Get Your Man at a DeMolay Minstrel Show. I'm sure you girls know what we mean! To Mr. Brown, we leave our sincere thanks for all the help, advice, and understanding he has given us during our twelve years in Millis High School. To Miss Fiola, we leave a bigger French room, not one that is two by four and has only one table!!! To Mrs. Magraw, we wish that we could leave Anne Louise, Evelyn, and Lorraine; but as we can't, we leave her her choice of three Junior girls to act as her secretaries. To Mrs. Gavin, we leave a large solid geometry class for next year, or did you enjoy the smaller one, Mrs. Gavin? To Mr. Doliner, we leave a record that says, Keep quiet Senior girls, for use in his third period study. To Miss LaLiberte, we hope that her future gym classes will be more willing than we were to put on our gym suits. To Miss Sellers, we leave a bottle of grey hair remover in case next year's Senior play is as cracked as ours was! 19

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CLASS PROPHECY Anne Louise Congdon Rosaline Winiker It is the year 1964 and the first in a decade that I, Rosaline Winiker, have returned to my home town. I am now a reporter for the NEW YORK TIMES; and my boss, Evelyn, the editor of my paper, having a most understanding heart, decided to give Doris and me a joint va- cation. Doris is another small town gal who made good in the big city, for she is none other than the columnist of How to Make Friends and Influence People fame. What a reunion we had with both our families! It was wonderful to see the folks and the old homesteads once again--grand to see the town itself and marvel at its growth in our absence. One of the very first stons of my tour of the town was the school. No longer is it consolidated as in my youthful days, but Millis now boasts of an ultra-modern building that accommodates some six hundred students. This is our new Junior-Senior High School, while the building I at- tended from kindergarten through high school is now for grammar grades only. Hesitantly, I entered the newer building and soon found my way to the office marked, Superintendent. A young man of medium height answered my knock; and for a moment I thought I was mistaken, for there stood Sam Aaron, saying, Ah, yes, what can I do for you? Sam Aaron, I all but shouted, and then only did he remove his glasses and say, Upon my word, 'tis Rosaline. He invited me into his office and there we enjoyed a lengthy chat--reminiscing a bit, then informing each other of the progress we had made and that of some of our classmates. Margaret, he informed me, had recently captured the honor of having sold more life insurance than anyone in the New England area. I wasn't surprised for wasn't Margaret always a super saleswoman. Her generous nature did much to help her attain her goal. Imagine my surprise when I heard Janet was a member of the school committee and was giving her every effort to the advancement of education with especial emphasis on history and problems of de- mocracy. Could this woman be the same Janet of old that I recalled. The years must have mellowed her former thoughts. Never has Millis had such an enthusiast on its educational board. Finally, I was escorted to the gymnasium where, lo and behold, there was Lorraine running and whistling and yelling all at once, 21