Millis High School - Mowhawk Yearbook (Millis, MA)

 - Class of 1957

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GEASs PROPHECY JOAN COSTELLO Good evening, everyone. Tonight is the night I try out my new 1977 helicopter. Won’t you come along with me? Who knows? You may meet someone you know, or knew. Let’s take a ride to Planet X. It’s really a busy little place. Well look who‘s here to greet us! Friar Robert DiCenzo and Father Francis Judge haye been placed in charge of the monastery garden where they have a variety of money trees. Father Judge has planted an especially large number this year and at present we see Friar DiCenzo carefully reaping an abundant crop. But why do they suddenly scurry for protection? It’s a black and cream convertible jet — the gar- den wall! Oh! John Ellington, famous jet racer, has done it again. What — again? Money frees aren’t the only things that grow on Planet X. A construction crew has just finished a long day’s work. Under the leadership of Ronnie Ganusko, master engineer, the new Mental Health Clinic has just been completed. Let’s take a peek. Why, the chief psychiatrist, Dr. Marilyn Smith, has already begun work. She is analyzing Professor Linda Rosen who is still look- ing for Bridey Murphy. Keep up the good work, Dr. Smith. Oops, looks like we need gas. We'll stop at Gene Smith’s Service Station. Pardon me, it‘s really Gene and Joni’s Service Station. Their two sons are big enough to help them now. But who’s that crawling out from under that old car? He’s all covered with grease—why that’s not a he—it’s Maureen McDonough, girl mechanic. That’s quite a change. On earth Maureen always man- aged to look as if she had just stepped from a bandbox. Now that we are all fueled up, we can continue our journey. Bob Kelly’s Club is really packed tonight. Listen to that music! A few blocks down the street and we hear the cra-azy rhythms of Rita Winiker’s “Rock ‘n Roll Space Show.” As if this weren’t enough to keep her busy, we hear Rita spends much of her time coach- ing that famous girls’ basketball team, the ‘Planet Trotters.” Planet X’s new regional high school is around this next bend. That well-known educator, Billy Rivers, is now principal there. This year he introduced a new course, “How to Ride in a Boat Without Falling Out.” What are all these women doing? They’re waiting for Linda Welch’s Reducing Salon to open. Business is really booming. It must be those cute exercises she demonstrates. On earth, her chief exercise was a daily walk to the post office for those letters from New York, Here comes Chief Planetary Librarian Karin Blom. She has just finished her weekly shopping at Sam Winiker’s Super-Duper Market where Barbara Mael dem- onstrates the varied uses of cottage cheese. Look, here’s another ‘copter coming our way. It’s that familiar traveling salesman, Joey McFetridge. He owns his own business now. He deals in those wonderful anti-sickness pills which were invented (or thrown to- gether) by that famous scientist, Jimmy Fanning. Like the Mental Health Clinic, the Medical Center is directed by a Millis graduate, Dr. Ted Thumith. | think Ted surprised everyone with the work he‘s doing now. At least — he surprised his former teachers. That open space just below is the automobile dis- trict for Planet X. Paul Robinson, as little and shy as ever, has finally built up his own bike factory. Not only that — he gives a free demonstration to every interested customer. Tommy Ward’s car lot specializes in old Cadil- lacs — “The best service in space.” Even with helicopt- ers we still find use for some of those old-fashioned cars. Before we head back, we'd better land for a quick bite. Betty Foster’s Army Canteen is still open, so we'll stop there. Betty does all her own cooking and baking with the help of a certain G. I. Faith Clark helps her with the business end on her days off from the office of Davis, Belmont, and Barrett where she has been employed since graduation. The trial run is almost over. Our new helicopter has certainly lived up to all claims for it. Star 77 is our l ast stop before earth. Ann Kostick keeps her horse farm there. Kenny Tiernan works in his spare time as her chief jockey. He doesn’t, however, have much spare time with all his domestic obligations. What's that strange sound? Oh dear, something is wrong with this helicopter. Maybe we’re out of gas. Looks like you'll just have to wait until 1977 to see if we get back to earth in one piece.

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The rings arrive in September and-are received with due excitement. The Junior Prom is the topic of conyersation throughout the year. Pink and gray are voted for our class colors and the pink carnation is our chosen flower. We work on decorations for many months and the theme being “Under The Sea” we re- ceive the most co-operation from the boys when we fashion the mermaids. A success, the prom is behind us. We suddenly become sentimental and realize several Startling facts: 1. Th e seniors are leaving us! 2. We really liked them all along! 3. Hey, we're the seniors now! We. finally reach the. year we've been eagerly awaiting. Looking forward to our Washington trip and graduation, we find ourselves knee deep in class proj- ects. Our play, MAMA‘’S BABY BOY, under the direc- tion of Mrs. Seibel, is a great success. The footbali team is christened ‘’The Mohawks.” Although we re- ceived quite a scalping during the season, this class will not forget its warrior brayes. Our yearbook is named in their memory. An authority on many subjects, Mr. Doyle gives us a few good pointers on love. ‘Don’t worry,’ he tells us, ‘‘you’ll know when you fall in love!” The question, “BUT HOW?” follows this statement and stumps Mr. Doyle. This marks the first time he is ever at a loss for words. ‘The week of April 29 flies by quickly. Better in- formed on these, our United States, we leave for home on May 3, thankful to the townspeople, our parents, and the school faculty for making this trip possible. The Capitol is now a pleasant memory and a remarkably vivid one. Our scrapbooks are filled with many interest- ing shots, the group assembled in front of the Capitol, less formal candids at Mount Vernon and Annapolis, and finally, the superb and breath-taking silhouette of New York’s skyline as we tour the city before leaving for home via American Airlines. Thus ends the first chapter of our life. Here we are, yesterday's children and tomorrow’s adults. Qur last twelve years have been happy years and their memories are dear to us. These years saw our characters molded and our personalties developed. Today, as seniors, we feel superior to our six hundred underclassmen. To- morrow we will once again be freshmen in an adult world of over two billion people. Perhaps then we will realize more than eyer the true meaning of our class motto: “He who knows others is learned, He who knows himself is wise.’ BARBARA MAEL



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CLASS © Wilt We, the distinguished members of the graduating class of 1957, declare this to be our last will and testa- ment and make the following bequests: To Mr. Brown we leave our thanks and our appre- ciation for the help and guidance he has given us. To Mrs. Gavin we leave our sincere thanks for her help and an adding machine to be used in totaling Christmas card: money. To Mr. Doyle we leave 25 brand new P. D. books with the hope that they will last for the next. twenty- five years. To Mrs. Barrett we leave the senior office-practice room, complete with wall-to-wall carpeting and easy chairs. To Mr. Palumbo we leave a rocket ship so that he can take a trip to the moon to see if it really is made of green cheese. To Coach Lavery we leave the girls’ basketball team. Maybe he can make them win a game. To Mrs. Kenney we leave Clem, the friendly senior, for observation in biology class. To Miss Nolan we leave a luxurious new 1957 Dodge. To Miss Johnson we leave the instructions not to blink when she goes through Rowley, her home town, because she might miss it. To Miss Cole we leave 100 recordings of ‘’Falling In Love”’ by Millis High Glee Club, which, I’m sure, will sell like hot-cakes in her Holiday Shop. To Mr. Tim w e leave a new camera; his old one must be worn out by now. To Mr. Young we leave 500 nerve oills to take before he starts next year’s Driver’s Ed. Class. To Mrs. Ferrara we leave a book entitled 71,000 Ways to Disguise Hamburg.” ’ To Mr. Smith we leave the Freshmen girls. I’m quite sure he appreciates the way they swoon over him. To Mr. Rivers we leave a trip to the French Riviera, all expenses paid, so that he can study the French, | mean French. To Mrs. Kenny we leave a map of the jungles of Africa so that she won’t get lost. To Mrs. Seibel we leave our heartfelt thanks for her help and a rattle so she won’t forget ‘““Mama’‘s Baby Boy.” To Mrs. O‘Neill we feave.a gym suit so that she won’t feel out of place in gym ‘class. To Mr. Kinsman we leave a water pistol to use at his other job with Brink’s, Inc. To Mr. Hanley we leave a pair of Elvis Presley sneakers, guaranteed not to wear out, so that he can dance all night. To the Juniors we leave the honor of becoming seniors; also a book entitled “Interesting Hi-Lites of Washington.” To the Sophomores we leave the suggestion that at their penny sale they sell tickets for a nickel each. To the Freshmen we leave the chance to grow up in the next few years. Rita Winiker leaves her studious attitude to Alicia Kinnear with the hope that she will profit by it. Gene Smith leaves for Medway. Marilyn Smith leaves one slightly-used make-up kit to Lyn Thomas. Ann Kostick leaves, taking Allen with her. Ronnie Ganusko leaves to Jeanette Geyer his own personal jokebook. Billy Rivers leaves in his motorboat. Barbara Mael leaves to Barbara Keough her ability to talk faster than sound. Maureen McDonough leaves in search of Tommy. Bobby Kelly leaves his drums to Dotty Sokol as a souvenir. Faith Clark leaves her many happy hours in short- hand class to become a typist extraordinary. Paul Robinson leaves all the Freshmen girls to all the Freshmen boys. Tommy Ward leaves the key to the supply closet to next year’s Senior Class. Bobby DiCenzo leaves his nickname ‘’’Killer’’ to Arthur Duhamel. Joan Costello leaves the scale in the nurse’s office to Bey Main. Sammy Winiker leaves a year’s supply of gum to all the teachers. Linda Welch leaves to Barbara Powell her energy and a book of exercises to be performed only at senior play rehearsals. John Ellington leaves in search of another convert- ible beachwagon. Francis Judge leaves next year’s football captain the title of ‘‘Peachy.”’ Kenny Tiernan leaves Lorna Tedesco, much to his regret. Linda Rosen leaves one pair of basketball shorts, size 30, to Molly Lydon. James Fanning leaves his brother John to all the girls at Millis High. Karin Blom leaves her pair of high heels to Kathy Brodeur in the hope that she will get better use out of them. Ted Thumith leaves his curly hair to Lee Mandell. Joey McFetridge leaves his dancing ability to Bobby Barrett and Louis Gilpatrick. Betty Foster leaves in search of the Army. Signed: FAITH CLARK Witnessed during one of our FRIENDLY class meet- ings by: IZZY FARFOOFNIK That Senior Personality, CLEM CADIDDLEHOPPER The King of Rock ’n Roll, MELVIN PRETZEL This 11th day of June, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and: fifty-seven.

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