North Andover High School - Knight Yearbook (North Andover, MA)

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Evelyn Clark leaves her great capacity for self-effacement, whenever three will be a crowd, to Elfreda Withee. Doris Kent to Anna Lorenzo, her self-confidence. Phyllis Pearl leaves to Priscilla Lewis her crowing alarm-clock. Beau Brummel Brown bequeaths his Ford V-8 to Matt Hennessey. Now Matt can go to Middlesex Street more often and in much greater comfort. Barbara Knowles to Edna Millward her favorite seat in the library. In order that Johnson may have a fine basketball team Peg McRobbie wills her knack of getting baskets to Annette Silverstein. Horace Jones Hayman to Wesley Joseph Randall, Jr. his latest dance step, the “Hayman Hop.” Stewart Coughlin leaves his longwindedness and his endless supply of hot air to Ralph Crompton who is no slouch himself- Jackson Hayman wills his gold locks to Paul Hurd. Alice Emmason and Dot Lord to Barbara Hainsworth their love for Coughlin. Mary Wilcox leaves to Bud Howard her well noted trumpet ability. Bud will have less practicing now and more time to see Ruth. Olive Grove bequeaths her well practiced slogan that the longest way round is the nicest way home to Louise Kennedy who no doubt knows it by new. Chester Lundquist happily wills the wrath of Miss Cook to the unfortunate Junior Robert Binns. Harold Raymond West his cave man tactics and his rough and ready man¬ ner to Lawrence Shyne and Edward Fitzgerald. John Klufts the J. H. S. bathing beauty leaves his super, dynamic fiigure to John Fletcher. Dot Rokes to Myra Stillwell her high marks in history. Ruth Drummond to Martha Curran her knowledge of the Stevens Library. Robert Galaher to Frank Coughlin his ear to ear grin- Frances Kmiec leaves her peaches and cream complexion to Catherine Lefebvre. Joe Maker to William Sherlock the price of a haircut; Joe hopes William will get the right size. Walter “Tish” Roberts wills his privilege of arriving one minute late every morning and his size 18 shoe to Allan Towne and Peter Evangolos. Thomas McKiernan gallantly wills his 101 prepared speeches on govern¬ ment ownership to Bernard Champion. If this doesn’t get Bernard into the debating club nothing ever will. Last and least, I mean last but not least, Rachel Kruschwitz leaves her pre¬ ference for banjo players who have cars (with radios) to Georgiana Curley. In witness whereof, We, the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-Seven, hereunto set our hand and the seal of Johnson, this twenty-fifth day of June in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven- Signed in behalf of the class of 1937. Robert L. Sanborn Witnesses: Eileen McAloon John Donovan Alvah Hayes I

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JOHNSON HIGH SCHOOL Pearl Donnelly to Stella Mazurenko her size three and one-half shoe. Pearl sincerely hopes they will fit. Joe Ivattan wills his tough beard and his Gillette Safety razor to Clarkson Earl. We hope Clarkson will use it more frequently than Joe did. Emily Lorraine Sanderson wills her mortgage on the lake and her yearning for the tall, dark and handsome (baggy at the knees) type to Frances Camp¬ bell. Paul Bixby to Robert Carroll his intense desire for a class prom. Oh. yeah ! To Rosealice Hargreaves, Marie Dolan leaves her peachie dramatic ability. Barbara Eldridge to Mary Dandeneau her front seat in room eight. William Horace Roberts Jr. bequeaths his splendid work in oral themes to Robert Young who probably doesn’t know what they are yet. Frank Spofford to Russ Donnelly his mania for one-arm driving. Evelyn Sauvegeot wills herself every bit to Frank Broadhead. Ernest “Terror” Roberts against his better judgment leaves his four year devotion to Prospect Hill to Thomas Sullivan. Gilbert Rea wills his gift of gab and his romantic exp ressions to Edwin Cunningham and Clayton DeNault. Jimmie Williams bequeaths his knowledge of chickens (the kind that lay eggs) to John Delindek, and his Ford roadster to Robert Bell. John Patterson his affectionate manner and his Ipana smile of beauty to Edward Garvey and James Hayes. To Mike Korosky, Norman Stead leaves instructions for getting five in a rumble seat comfortably. Everett Woodhouse sadly but willingly wills his hard won trophies from Tewksbury High to Clayton Kennedy. Walter Fredrick to John James his pair of loaded dice. Ruth Keating to Balbina Mandry—permission to take Bunny out every now and then- Dot McGregor wills her pep and good nature to Velma Lynch, to whom a good share would do no harm. Phyllis Gallant and Alice Hajdys leave to Stello Kozlowski their many bumpy rides to school. Mary Curtin to Elizabeth Rennie the care of the radiator in room eight. Doris Dimery to Elizabeth Walker, her charming personality. Olga Ceplikas leaves her many school activities to Mary Gray. Helen Daw bequeaths to Marcella Costello her method of how to pass with¬ out much study. Annie McNeil leaves her many nights at the bottom of the Shop Hill to Florence Vernile- Dorothy McCubbin to Dorothy Richardson, her devoted attention to all young Romeos. Mildred Dill leaves her wild motorcycle rides to Frances Debrowski, (hop¬ ing Frances will like it as well as she does.) Claire Ronthier leaves her special gifts of candy for a certain senior, to Hazel Winning. Rose McEvoy—her dignity and modesty to Lillian Robertson who could use a generous portion of it to good effect. 28

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JOHNSON HIGH SCHOOL CLASS PROPHECY X SN ' T IT AMAZING how people get around? This is the principal con- jerss elusion I drew from my recent trip around the world. I planned my trip to take in most of the places other people don’t, but would you be¬ lieve it, in just that voyage, I came in contact with just about every member of my graduating class of 1937 from Johnson. In the very beginning, my yacht the “S. S. Woodhouse” was built by the firm of Woodhouse and Klufts, Inc- — and how familiar that combination sounded to me! And my crew — (So help me, I didn’t hire them myself either!) — included several of the gang I used to go to school with. Of course I’m always captain when I sail, but I take my crew complete from the agency. My navigator was Bob Galaher, and down below decks, where the wheels go around, were Stewart Coughlin and Warren Drew. Dorothy Mc- Cubbin, Evelyn Clark, and Evelyn Sauvegeot were stewardesses. “Tootie” took care of the boys (and how!). Well, to get on with my travels. Out in Shanghai one day, I decided to visit the athletic field- What I heard drifting over the fence reminded me strongly of someone who coached athletics back in North Andover. Yes, it must be Mr. Cavalieri—but I was fooled. There in a pair of football pants stood Tish Roberts. He had taken up where Mr. Cavalieri had left off, even to throwing away cigarettes by the dozen. Talking with Tishie, I heard news of several of our classmates who are sit¬ uated in several nearby places- Walter Frederick, Tishie told me, is in the taxi cab business. They call it a jinrickshaw out there. It seems Joe Maker is the chemistry professor in the Shanghai University- I remembered how well Joe used to do my experiments in addition to his own at Jo hnson. Paul Bixby is the coach of the debating team at this same school, and this struck me as definitely fitting. Across the street was a drug store, and being a bit thirsty, I went in. I nearly fell over, when I spied Chester Lundquist strutting around with the unmistakable air of owner- Chester was overjoyed to see me, and offered me the run of the place. We had a fine chat, which brought to light a few more of the class of ’37. Marie Dolan, I learned, was an actress, playing at the theatre down the street in a play called “The Girl from Childs.” As I re¬ membered her acting in a similar play, I thought it natural that she should be the leading lady. As I turned to the book case behind me, my eye caught sight of a familiar name—“How to Coast through Four Years of High School” by Robert Sanborn. It was to be expected that the book be dedicated to Miss McAloon, because he was once her favorite pupil. Near this book was anoth¬ er, written by Oily Grove, “Men Who Have Met Me.” I brought a copy home with me-—it ought to be good. Soon, as my stay at this port was nearly up, I had to bid farewell to Chester, and get back to my ship. My next step of importance was Sydney, Australia. The first person to meet my gaze as I stepped onto land was Mary Thompson, gone native and selling souvenirs. We spent a while reminiscing, and Mary told me I was sure to meet some of my old friends if I stuck around this part of the world for long. Starting off down the main drag, I was greeted by a noise hard to describe. Overhead was an open window and a sign which read, “ 1 he ilcox School of Titillating Trumpeting—Tutelage by Mary Wilcox.” Passing rather hur- 30