North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)

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New England Interscholastics 21 Durup 29 Dunn 41 Goodie 46 L. Terrio 73 Campbell 80 Erickson 100 Schofield Pictures of the Quincy Game, the Football Team, and Cross-Country squad will appear in the Year Book. Look for them. ll' Sk il Uk if There was a young man of Bulgaria, Who said to his girl he would mar- ry her. When it came time to be wed, The young man, he was dead, But he left her a little fox-terrier. Jdfmes N. Castle '43 'fi Q7 if glgu! :ar-11.1.15 :vi lm: 0 iff? T 9 'QQ i'FQ51mQ,UTUmg So oo 1 eww .ev-H ff' 'ea l 'xii I v ' iz: ,1 ' g Ajax- 1 L 'T- PE - ,' -v .: v. . rf' 1-f ,Q ll- ff: gf 1 ,A X' 4. 5 1.51, ' 4 ,Q - f IZ 'I if I lllllllllllw' W' 'N' vllll ,llluuun 'A f1 lla M951 1 H34 .faggggh -M' .mf in . ., l. l1 ?1-44 . .- P9 -'Z - 'E-Lia-24 'WEL . 195, 'lam .- .1-F ' 'ffl- L 'll' H XM .,. ':-.-.:.,--- '-K ' 'M J-.. ..... l I ouzss rui: aus 'u nz may ueuenuif p.L.nluuvise'a1 The professor was forced to make an out of town visit, so he left the following notice on the bulletin board: Professor Blacke will not be able to meet his classes today. Returning a few minutes later to get a forgotten umbrella, he dis- covered that some Wag had rubbed out the c in classes , He looked at the change thoughfully, and then rubbed out the I , and Walked away with a chuckle. JACK'S CARD SHOP 5 0 BILLINGS ROAD CHRISTMAS GREETIN G CARDS and GIFT IVRAPPI N GS LIBRARY - MUSIC KATHERINE WYMAN School of the Dance All Types of Ballroom Dancing Assemblies GLENWOOD HALL, WOLLASTON Telephone: GRAnite 1603-M MANET 2 9

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NORWOOD TOPS NORTH After three periods of wretched football characterized by fumbles and misplays, an undefeated team from Norwood threw a pass with a prayer to down a slow, weary, be- wildered eleven in scarlet pants. After constantly knocking at the door to the goal line, a poor kick put the Raiders into a hole, which they never got out of. Norwood 6-North 0. HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF A repetition of the Norwood game gave a scrappy, but light team from Hingham a heart-breaking decision over a heavy-footed North Club. Like a baby in Times Square the weighty Northerners were at loss what to do on the field. Gaining at will, they pushed the Crononites all over the turf, but couldn't score. A last-minute pass scored for Hingham. Hingham 6-North 2. NORTH PUSHES QUINCY A brand new, both physically and mentally, Scarlet-britched horde from the North end of the city fought a favored Quincy eleven to a score- less deadlock. After taking all that Quincy could offer, the Raiders started to forge ahead. A disastrous fumble halted a drive that might have ended in victory. A brilliant goal-line stand mocked the day. A fighting North line held Quincy on North's one-half yard line. One finds it headed to pick a star so let's say there were eleven stars on the field all day. An interesting side- line to this game is the awarding of the football to the winning team. This time North's fighting Captain Bill Phinney, carried away the 28 MANET pigskin by virtue of the U. S. Mint i. e. the flip of a coin. NORTH BEATS TAUNTON Since the days of the Zoia regime, an eleven from North has found it hard to bring itself back to normal enough to beat Taunton, but this year it did, and in a fitting manner. Bill Phinney again led his mates to a 13 to 0 victory over the Taunton- ians. Moody plunged over from scrimmage early in the first quarter to put the Raiders in front and then after keeping them constantly in a hole all afternoon, a Moody-Phinney bomb plus a four-yard smash by Phinney climaxed the North scoring for the day. 04.044 Goan-by by Becker Captained by Russ Hardy, the North Quincy High Hill and Dalers completed a successful season with 6 winsg 2 losses, and a sixth place in the New England Interscholastics. Starting off with a close loss to Brockton, the plodders downed Wel- lesley, Braintree, Milton, Chelsea, and Weymouth twice, then losing a two point dual run to Quincy- 27 to 29 and climaxing the season with a sixth place-first among the teams on the South Shore. These boys helped keep the points low: Russ Hardy fcapt.J Fred Campbell Ed Schofield By Isbell Warren Goodie L. Terrio Ken Simpson J. Terrio Paul Durup Dong ' Dunn Andy Erickson

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417141 lay 141 N021-da by Muriel M. Chrystie '40 Well, where do I go from here? Such was my thought as I entered the main door on my first day at North Quincy High. Timidly I ap- proached a door labeled Office. From the numbers of pupils gathered there the popularity of this spot was evi- dent, and overwhelming, to a new comer. 0f course, one cou1dn't ex- actly expect to be alone, but. . . . A very nice young woman behind the seemingly miles long desk must have realized by the lost expression on my face that here was a person in trouble. Out of the distance came her friendly voice. Is there anything I can do for you ? Then, in answer to my stam- mering explanation, What grade are you in? Grade? That was a new one to me. But a little thought enabled me to give an intelligent reply. There- upon she gave me a note and told me whom I was to see. Rather feebly I inquired the whereabouts of the room to which she wanted me to go - and went. After that every- thing happened in such a rush that my recollections are still vague. One thing is clear. A strange girl took me from room to room without, or so it seemed to me, rhyme or reason. I couldn't fand still can'tJ under- stand why every-body sent me to somebody else. I felt as if everyone were watching me. Probably they were. Finally the strange girl took me to my home-room teacher. By this time I was thoroughly lost. But, my home-room teacher! I looked up- 3 0 MANET and up- and up and finally saw his face gazing down at me from the clouds. A friendly face, it must be admitted. That is one good point about North Quincy High, every- body and everything is friendly. I was shown about the building by still another girl. Eventually we went back to the Assistant Princi- pal's oflice. He asked me numerous questions which I answered as best I could. Perhaps the answers were intelligent. Then, at long last, I was sent to a class room. Despite my confusion the day was fairly successful. My only real mis- take came during lunch. They told me to take the second lunch, when- ever that was, and so we went to the Cafeteria, always an interesting place to me. The tempting odor of the soup lured me into taking a bowl. I handed a dime to the girl who collected money. She looked puzzled. Then she explained that it was necessary to have the right amount of change. Embarrassed? Those seconds stretched into hours. Otherwise things went smoothly and I finally escaped from that monstrous building. For monstrous it is. The school from which I came averages about eight hundred and eighty pupils and thirty-five teachers. lk 1 ik Ill t Mary had a little lamb Whose fleas were white as snow, So where e'er the lambie went The fleas were sure to go. Cletus Buddenhagen '38