Norwood High School - Tiot Yearbook (Norwood, MA)

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A WUe We Were ovYjoy soYes The rainy day that the class of ' 45 sloshed its way up the steps of the school on the hill , a little wet behind the ears in more ways than one . . . the sheer novelty of being able to exchange pleasantries, hum and hi everyone while passing through the cor- ridors . . . Norwood High ' s first Spanish class (may it go down in the records that we were the first to pursue the Good Neighbor Policy to said extent — and it did take sacrifice for some) . . . how the traffic officers stretched their imagination when giving directions . . . our first introduction to the consequence of bottle breaking . . . our lusty participation in the down with bottle breakers union . . . our somewhat timor- ous curiosity as to what was in the menu (prior to our foreign language training, of course) . . . the day Chubie, an indispensible member of the friends forever in Shakes- peare English class, met Miss James. (Let it be noted that the three year veterans particularly, will cherish fond memories of this class and only wish that Miss James could feel likewise) . . . the memorable moment when we were conducted with due ceremonies to the voting booths to elect our class officers who were, Eddy Butters, President, James Long, Vice-president; T. J. Curtin, Boy ' s Treasurer; Audrey Woods, Secretary; Clare Payne, Girls ' Treasurer; Barbara Woodberry, A. A. Council . . . that tinging thrill of pride in attending a football game in which the players are your class- mates . . . the adoption of sophomore girls by the senior boys . . . the time out had for reconversion of the heating system, never was civic improvement greeted with more enthusiasm by high school students .... the Y.D. S.O.W.T.O.G. (you don ' t see one without the other group) (Woodsie and Bacon, Barb and Charlie, Ted and Clare) . . . the beginning of the man power shortage . . . the noteable change in personnel at the school . . . the toils of learning to march in gym . . . the dear ( ? ) , dead days when sectional meetings and home room periods existed . . . the beginning of a hockey team in Norwood High School . . . the first faithful fans who commuted to the Arena, and later acted as apostles to the flock . . . the admiration and respect with which we regarded seniors (present seniors please note) . . . the fads of the day — the last remnants of hurachies squeeked their painful way down the corridors, fashion was pre- view ing the barefoot girl , pinafores prevailed, bangle bracelets tinkled, bow ties and loud shirts were the order of the day, fortunately, no zoot suits (our men were too sane and sensible for that) . . . the gals began to look ethereal at the mention of Sinatra . . . our baseball team in which four sophs participated . . . Mondar, Harrington, McDonough, and Parker were among those to share in the glory of being state baseball champions . . . the serious epidemic of spring fever that broke out in the sophomore class, the above mentioned not being adjusted to such a scenic environment about a school . . . the many nightmares incurred by pentagons, hexagons, and all manner of strange shapes met geometry . . . the magnificent obsession of becoming a senior which was one year nearer realization in June.

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