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

Page 30 text:

CLASS Imagine our delight, one warm June evening in 1965, when George Dolan, M. C. for the Tele and Tell giveaway show, called and asked us the big question. Before we knew what was happening, we had won a round-the-world cruise! We lost no time in boarding a plane for New York, the starting point of our journey. On the way, we couldn’t resist stopping at North Andover, our old home town. As we landed at the North Andover airport, we spied Bob Banks, the ad¬ ministrator leaving his office. While Bob was showing us around the airport, we were joined by Camy Cristaldi, his private secretary. They brought us to the office of Dick Harvey, world-famous meteorologist, who was about to give his nightly weather forecast on T. V. Dick told us that if we wanted to get to Main Street, we’d have to take one of Taylor and Rodger’s aerial taxis. We dually located one, and found to our astonishment that it was being piloted by Ruth Morin and Claire Connelly. The girls flew us to Gravel Manor, a very high-class hotel, operated by G. G. Gravel. Gerry told Richie Hanson, captain of the bell boys, to see that we were well taken care of. No sooner were we settled, when Gerry Dubois, the switchboard operator, called to tell us that Mr. Gravel was waiting to take us to the new Alvah G. Hayes High School, to see the senior graduation. On the way to the school, Gerald explained that Tony Galvagna was prin¬ cipal, and ruled the pupils with an iron hand. Mary Boyle was teaching English, and Jay Stewart was running the French department. We slipped into the spacious auditorium just in time to see Jack Pearl, mayor of the now busy city of Boxford, present the diplomas. Everyone cheered loudly when school committeeman Dale Doherty rose to present awards to the outstanding athletes. Mr. Doherty introduced Joan Nery, guest speaker from M.I.T., who addressed a few well-chosen words to the graduates. Next day, although we hated to leave North Andover, we realized that we had to be getting on to New York. To our despair, we found that all planes had been grounded because of high winds. Fortunately, as we were standing in front of the hotel, pondering over our dilemma, Eddie Saul came along in a shining green truck. By a lucky coincidence we found that he was going to New York to deliver an order of sun¬ glasses from Pauline Boeglin’s sunglass factory. On the way, Eddie told us that he planned to visit Radio City since Dawn Tompkins and Charlotte Mattheson were danc¬ ing with the Rockettes. We were all hungry, so we stopped at an eating place, “Addie’s Inn,” run by Addie Marrs. Margie Kleiner, the receptionist, showed us to a table, and Dolly Cousins came to take our orders. When Eddie finally left us in New York City, we hailed a cab and found none other than Noranne Mahoney behind the wheel. Noranne became so excited at seeing us again that she unconsciously started speeding. Immediately a mounted police¬ man galloped after us. Luckily it was Ray Gile, and when he learned the cause of Noranne’s speed, lie let us go on. While in New York, we attended a performance of the ballet, starring Alsine KI lifts. We also went to watch the T.V. show, ‘‘The Loves of Larry,” starring Barbara Flockerzi, Shirley Foster, Kay Lynch, and Betty Weingart, written by Florence Maude. Finally we went down to the harbor, and boarded the cruise boat. We were thrilled to find that our boat was captained by Dick Banks. He told us that Charlotte Adler, now a famous Powers Model, was on board. We hunted up Charlotte and spent the time talking over old times until the Steward, Walter Lumb, announced dinner. The dinner was delicious; it had a unique flavoring that could have come from either accident or skill. Suddenly we heard a familiar voice coming from the galley, and leaving the table quite rudely, we rushed there only to find our old friend, Fred Marland, mixing a chocolate cake. The voyage was uneventful, until one day when a sailor, whom we later recognized as Norman Heaton, spied a raft with five people on it. It turned out to be Tommy Spedding, Ellen Driscoll, Doris Jones, June Stead, and Joyce Gillespie. It

Page 29 text:

WILL Bob Cole is set to knock ’em over with the winning smile left him by Jay Stewart. Barb Flockerzi leaves her quiet ways to Mary Valcourt and Flo Towne. Joan Nery leaves to Margie Blodgett her tortoise-shell rimmed glasses. Also a book entitled “How to Appear Sophisticated in Specs.” Dick Hanson, to his buddy Jack Sheehy, wills his love for school and his good record of attendance. Ed Finn receives Norm Heaton’s ability to get along with the teachers. Doris Jones wills to Mildred Flanagan her love for dancing. See you at the Commodore, Millie. Martha Seymour leaves her friendly personality to Gioia Giribaldi. Hope you make as many friends with it as Martha did. Jack Pearl leaves his gentleman-like manners to Dan Forgetta. Margie Terret, a girl of few words, leaves to Pat Smith her well-observed rule “Silence is Golden.” Pat still feels rules were made to be broken. Noranne Maho. ey wills to Joan Kilton her athletic ability. They won’t be able to beat the Community Center now! Bay Gile endows Milton Long and Joe McLaughlin with his hurried manner. Barb Watts leaves Marion Bamford her “Class Beauty” title. Jane Broderick wills her nonchalant attitude to Joanne McAloon and Chris Kane. Believe me, girls, there is enough for both of you. Ann Gioco wills to Arlene George all her beautiful clothes. Arlene has to build a third closet now. Albin Seyfferth leaves his nice clothes and neat appearance to Jack Haigh. Margie Kleiner leaves special instructions on how to treat a camp counselor to Mary Walsh. Think you need them, Mary? Jack Zuill, star southpaw, leaves his talented pitching arm to another southpaw, Jim McMurray. Mary Boyle gladly cuts off and wills half of her walk to school to Evie Stone. Better plan to get up a little earlier now, Evie. Paul Driscoll leaves his skill of leading a football team to victory to George Knightly and Jack Shottes. Ann Hickey wills her unfailing devotion to homework to Dot Detora. Claire Connelly and Shirl Foster leave two well-worn typewriters to Laura Licciardello and Lorraine Sabin. I think there is enough for both of you girls. Eddy Saul leaves his knowledge of Geometry to Bob Lundquist. You should have left him your book too, Eddie. Tisha Maynard wills the mischievous twinkle in her left eye to Barb Saul. Oh boy! What a knock out! Gerry Gravel bestows a few inches of his height to Nick Cardwell and Bill Enaire. Think you could use it, boys? Lorraine Kelgin wills to Fay Belanger all the laughs she had in S. S. S. 4-1. Does the mark go with it, Loraine? Fred Marland leaves his knowledge of all sports, plus his ability to help Mr. Lee coach, to Doug Alexander. Dick Harvey leaves his Packard to Dana Freeman. Marilyn Zemba is tickled at the thought of receiving a few of the many letters Kay Bose wrote. I hope Kay will part with them. Walter Lumb leaves his many words and opinions in class discussions to Jimmy Mac- Cannell. George Schofield is the lucky recipient of Bob Snell’s good looks. Mary Gucciardi leaves her well-guarded formula on how to please teachers to Jane Doran and Joan Stoessel. Think you girls can use it? So we lower the lid of the casket and bury the class of ’51. Now nothing remains except— Evie and Bob

Page 31 text:

PROPHECY seems that Tommy, a rich playboy, had taken the girls for a sail, when a storm had blown them out to sea. The sailboat had capsized, but luckily Tommy had had a rubber life raft on board. When we rescued them, we found that the girls had been chosen the top secretaries of the year, and that part of the prize had been a week at Tommy’s estate. At last we landed at Normandy, and while viewing the quaint fishing villages, we met Barbara Deighan who was painting a water-front scene. We took a scenic tour up the Seine to gay Paris, where we attended a showing of Robert Stewart’s latest hat creations. We recognized Jane Broderick as one of his charming models. Returning to the boat, we traveled down the coast to Spain. Following the custom of all tourists in Spain, we went to the arena to see a bullfight. The champion of all bull-throwers, Don Roberto Snell, was due to meet the most ferocious of bulls. Just before the event, a lovely senorita stood up in her box and tossed him a rose. To our astonishment, we recognized her as Ann Gioco. While touring Rome, our next stop, we met Mary Gucciardi, who told us that she was acting as agent for Ann Hickey and Roger Camf. Ann and Roger were touring Europe, giving performances. They had won wide acclaim as the greatest violin and piano team of the century. Back on the boat, we went to Cairo, Egypt, to take on provisions. Taking advantage of our short stop, we were wandering through the crowded streets, when Paul Driscoll came galloping after us on a camel. Paul had become a missionary, and after spending years among the natives, he was happy to see faces from home. Our westward journey brought us to China, land of mystery and intrigue, where we called on Peggy Willett, lady ambassador to China from the U. S. Peggy told us that our friend, Margie Terret, a world-renowned authoress of mystery stories, was in China gathering local color for her latest book, “The Case of the Careless Coolie.’’ Leaving Peggy, we traveled to the land down under, Australia. We had arranged to make a special stop here to visit Evelyn Roche’s famous kangaroo ranch. We were just in time to watch Evelyn teaching them to play basketball. She told us that she was expecting Kay Rose, United States roller derby star, who was coming to help her teach them to roller skate. In Australia, we also met Bob Dill, studying Australian methods of farming. After visiting several South Sea islands, we landed in Hawaii, the last stop before home. While we were enjoying the sunshine at Waikiki Beach, and drinking Hawaiian sodas (which couldn’t compare with the ones that Noreen Curley made in her restaurant in Lawrence), we met Jean Calder, and her confidential secretary, Helen Mandry. Jean was vacationing after a trying season of singing at the “Met.” She confided that she had often seen Barbara Watts searching the beach. It seems that Barbara had never given up the hope of some day finding a fortune in ambergris. We found a newspaper from home, and read that Albin Seyfferth was direct¬ ing a big movie in Hollywood, starring Martha Seymour, cowgirl singing sensation. Martha’s secretary, Lorraine Kelgin, was kept busy answering fan mail, and Nancy Hamilton, successor to Hedda Hopper, had predicted that Martha would win an Oscar for her performance in Albin’s latest picture, “Two-Gun Theresa.” Although we enjoyed the cruise, it felt good to be back in the U. S., and to be just in time to watch Jack Zuill pitch in the world series. Respectfully, Tisha and Mike