Norwell High School - Shipbuilder Yearbook (Norwell, MA)

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THE SHIPBUILDER JUNIOR PROM Concealed within the darkness By the blanket of the night, Beneath a diamond-studded sky, A girl smiled in delight. She gently felt her flowers, And touched her gown of net, Imprinting in her memory, The thoughts she'd not forget. The Junior Prom was over .... Her date had said good-night. She stood there, in the doorway, As his car drove out of sight. His auto, sleek and shiny, Was a Packard to her eyes. CThe car was in reality, a junk-pile in disguise? ' Her escort, tall and lanky, Was to her a Tyrone Power, Regardless of his whiffle He became Man of the Hour. His dancing was delightful. When they waltzed among the crowd, The gym, became the night sky And she danced upon a cloud. Her lips had tasted rich champagne Though no one would agreeg CHer glass' contained just lemonade, That anyone could see.J The roses on her shoulder Slowly disappeared from sight. -Transformed into an orchid When she gazed at them that night. She was living in a fantasy, A world that few can gain, But in a few short hours, Just a memory would remain. A memory of the Junior Prom That few girls can achieve, The memory of a dreamy night, In a world of Make Believe. A. SCOTT '50 THAT WOMAN B is obtuse C is acute B is greater than C. These were some of the things I learned This morning in Geometry, Robinson: 'fDo you know what a di- vorcee is? Bates: No. - Robinson: A woman who gets richer by decrees. Alice: 'Did you see 'The Jolson Story' with Larry Parks? Cookie: No, I saw it with Fred Sea- quistf' THE JALOPY The day I saw my boy friend's car I smiled and softly sighed, But that was long before I'd taken My initial ride. The motor shook, the headlights blinked, The radiator leaked, The pistons whistled when they worked, The carburetor squeaked. The roof was off, the doors were gone, The windshield wasn't there, And every time he pressed the starter, Biack clouds filled the air. But all those minor broken parts Meant not a thing to me, As I stumbled to the limousine, Before my riding sepree. The first thing that I noticed When I stepped inside the door, Was-there were no boards in there, My feet fell through the floor. I felt the pavement 'neath my feet, And screamed, What have I done? But Richard pulled me up again, And said, Twas just in fun. I scrambled back upon the seat And forced a feeble smile, Richard grinned a gorgeous grin And said, This crate's in style. He pushed the starter, pressed the cluch, And soon we lumbred off, The fumes of burning gasoline Made Richard cough and cough. The day was windy, dust blew wild- It went in Richard's eye, He couldn't see a thing at all,- The scenery flew by. Electric poles came nearer And we missed one by an inch. I hollered when we crossed a lawn CBut Richard didh't fiincnl. We zizagged all around the town, I yelled, Hey! STOP this crate. The auto finally ceased to run, But I had yelled too late. So now we lie in cloth of stripes, Groaning in our beds, With bruises on our arms and legs And bars above our heads. The car is in a junk pile now, And marked, THIS JUNK FOR SALE, For Richard and the car and I Had crashed into the JAIL! A. SCOTT '50 ' Stearns: Pm a little stiff from bowl- ing. Mr. Dixon: I don't care where you're from: get out on the court. Page Twenty-seven

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