Norwell High School - Shipbuilder Yearbook (Norwell, MA)

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CAROLE PARKER TAYLOR I wept Lemme I had no rboefq until I mu' ez man who bad no feet. . . . Skyscraper . . . Tall Shop . . . fashion plate . . . let's go roller skating . . . popular . . . anyone for Boston? JOHN K. WYLLIE Bn! indeed cl friend if never known ti!! ez man have need. . . . Tiger . . . full of chuckles . . . always washing family car . . . competent with live- stock . . . practical . . . twinkling eyes. JOAN MARIE YETMAN Give uf more nzodelr and fewer cfitiey. . . . I'm nervous! . . . fiery eyes . . . alert stenographer . . . vivacious cheerleader . . . loves to pretend . . . mischievous.

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STEVEN MARSHALL NOLAN Everything rome! lo him who u'ai1J. . . . talks a mile a minute! . . . smiles 12 hours a day . . . always ready for a good joke . . . poultry raiser . . . gone fishin' . . . rapid worker. MARILYN JOAN O'DONNELL Silenre if Ike zmdefrlarzdnlg of fool.: and one of the rirtzzef of the uiye, . . . Mal . . . loose-jointed . . . Oooh! . . . the wounded seal . . . hill billy music . . . fightin' Irish . . . seems to vanish almost instantly at two o'clock. PAUL VVILLIAM ROBINSON I 7lt'1't'f lllfe being lvl! ll'ffl'0l1f ,fH'1bllIsQ bark. . . . Dubby . . . personality plus . . . judy's near . . . class athlete . . . artist, too . . . stubborn streak . . makes 'em mad, then turns that smile on 'em.

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V '55, A , eq . ,f wr . is iz, A 11' 5412 V935 'Q 412971 Q I! at 4. P' 1 A fl' it . x A I, ' , D . s I ls 1 l '. lt va-,Q X4 CLASS HISTORY In September, 1951, we the Class of '55 entered into the new and memorable life of the high school student, nick-named the frightened little freshmen by our upperclassmen. But as the year progressed, we proved that we had what it takes to be called the most industrious, most ingenious, and most likely to be remembered class to ever graduate from Norwell High School. Despite the fact that several classmates from our junior high school days were among the missing, we still boasted the largest class in the high school. Mary Sweener and Irene Wells joined our ranks respectively, only to leave us at later dates. At the Freshman Initiation Dance we were welcomed to this new life by the Senior class, the faculty, the whole student body, and Alan Darysa prominent disc-jockey. Following our initiation we fell with vigor and enthusiasm into the continual round of studies until graduation. At this time we diverted some of our attention to the exercises at the Annual Banquet held on Class Night. Foremost in our minds were the toasts to the Sophomores and the challenge of centerpieces. Van Elliott proved to be an excellent toastmaster and under the capable direction of Joyce Gilmour our centerpiece, The Wheel of Fortune complete with music, and a picture of each Freshman on the face of the wheel, we deservingly won first prize. Summer vacation came and went, we were Sophomores. XX'ith sunburned noses and freckled faces, we stepped back into the roll of the hard working student. As the year moved along, we welcomed three new classmates, petite Sandra Litchfield, the little Irish girl, Marilyn O'Donnell1 and the indescribable james Brown. all of whom have proved, faithful to us to the bitter end. Soon it came time for us to try our hand at a high school dance. After much preparation we came forth with the not too successful Sophomore Hop. Again we proved our superiority in creation at the Annual Banquet at Class Night, with our second winning centerpiece, an interpretation of Holland, with a windmill, little Dutch boys and girls, and even sand bags for dikes. The remaining days of our Sophomore year were spend burning the midnight oil and taking stiff examinations. Then the doors of our beloved high school opened and released us until the following September. During the course of our junior year, five new students wisely chose to move to our town, and today, Barbara MacKenzie, Judith McCausland, Vita Maglio, Frederick Hart, and Sidney johnson comprise an important part of our class. That fall we tried our hand at a dance, this time a square dance. Hard work and careful planning made the night a huge success. Wfhen spring rolled around and Prom Season came into view, we were ready, willing, and able to provide the most beautifully decorated hall, a very capable orchestra, and a night to be remembered by all. The theme of the 195-l centerpieces at the Annual Banquet was nursery rhymes. W'e won our third consecutive award with the superb characterization of Mother Goose. In the fall of that same year, we crept unwillinglyn hack into the now familiar rooms for our last and unforgettable year of pulic' school instruction. Here we found Doreen Glover our only new classmate and we set about making her feel at home. We welcomed each Freshman to the new life of a high school student with the Freshman Initiation Dance, which was thoroughly enjoyed by all NVl1UL1IU.'fltlCLl. The time came for us to leave our mark on the history of our school. XX'e introduced the college form yearbook. Ifagerly we worked to finance. to put together and to perfect the most complete Shipbuilder ever to appear in Norwell High School. Yes, we are Seniors, full of hopes and visions. NX'e are anxious for graduation day, and yet a little afraid, for we realize that even though we are the oldest and most experienced in the matters of a high school student, after ,lune of '35, we will be the youngest and most inexperienced in the new life ahead of us. VUe wish to express our deepest appreciation to you, our instructors. for your careful guidance and capable leadership from our entrance into the first grade through the twelfth grade, for it is you who have made us ready to meet any challenge the future may bring! FRFDA MacDOI'GALl. Cfiirr H1ilfiri.n1