Norwood High School - Tiot Yearbook (Norwood, MA)

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the49 ' poun from the hill in Norwood Rushed a graduate one aau Ana he gathered vs about him For he hod some t hi no to son. Heres the message that he shwtci n a voice both loud and shrill na he made the place re-echo uitfi Thars gold in that thar hill. So the forty-niners marched again A neu gold rush uqs on ndue climbed the hill to Noruood High A uhole two hundred strong. And since that bright Sept. morn We ' ve dug down to the root [We ' ve done some panni no ' and been spanned ' ut we ' ve found thataolden loot ' B0PH0M0RL PARTY OCTOBER 24

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GOLD PROSPECTORS Heigh-ho! Heigh-ho! It ' s off to work we go, might well have been the refrain of the ' 49ers as we began our march, that Septem- ber morning in 1946 toward Norwood High, confident of finding gold in that thar hill. Life moved quietly for us the first few weeks, for we were still awed by the Seniors who, much to our chagrin, ignored us entirely, and the Juniors who devoted altogether too much attention to us. Having no big wheels among us at the time, we set about electing some. We chose as our chief prospector, Al Butters; his stand-in, Charlie Fisher; our recorder, Betty Pierpont; our official bankers, Margie William- son and Mike Cloherty; and our delegates to the A. A. Council, Ann Welsh and Arthur Gulla. Thus organized, we looked about for new fields of endeavor. As the date of the Sophomore Party was not too far off, we de- termined to plan something different for our initial social event — the result, The Club ' 49, complete even to the dazzling floor show. The bemustached singing waiters with their barbershop harmonizing provided the high- light of the evening. No less applauded were songs by our perennial favorites, Anna Ippoliti and Ginny Hood. A spectacular chorus enter- tained with selections, the lyrics of which were the brainchildren of our more talented class- mates. At this point, we must pause to express our appreciation to our class advisors, Miss Gow and Mr. O ' Donnell, for their part in the success of our first party, which we will long remember. Another proud moment that year was our first public appearance, with the school as a whole, at the Class of ' 47 ' s Torchlight Parade on the eve of the Norwood-Dedham football game. Armed with picks and shovels, we marched the streets of Norwood, making up in enthusiasm for what Prof. Dethier might have thought we lacked in quality of voice. Needless to say, between times and following our tradition, we plied our trade. Zealously some of us dug Latin roots in Mrs. Riley ' s room, while others panned Mr. Dunn ' s jokes for their often subtle point. Many the gold nuggets of wisdom we found between Mr. Levanitis ' parallelograms, and often we tapped the depths of Shakespeare in our English classes. The winter and spring terms of our Sophomore year found members of our class making a strike in a new field, that of athletics, and such names as Gulla, Lasinskas, Vietze, Poce, Michienzi, and Klinzman crept into foot- ball, baseball, basketball, and hockey headlines. We were well on our way, we hoped, to claim- ing a few niches in Norwood ' s Hall of Fame. During this time, too, we felt a kindred spirit toward Mr. Scafati, Mr. Levanitis, and Mr. O ' Donnell, who were sharing their first year at Norwood High with us. All too soon our Sophomore year drew to an end, and we watched the departure of the Class of ' 47 with mingled feelings of regret and excitement. Neophytes no longer, we looked forward enthusiastically to our Junior year at the School on the Hill. CLASS OFFICERS AS SOPHOMORES {Left to right): Gulla, Welsh, Pierpont, Butters, Fisher, Williamson, Cloherty

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CLASS OFFICERS AS JUNIORS Standing {left to right): Williamson, Ivatts, Pierpont, Turner, Fisher, Assim Seated: Poce (President) gold min€fss The beginning of another school year found us firmly entrenched in our new-found dignity as Juniors. Not to be remiss in our duty, we turned our attention, first of all, to another group of minors, the Class of 1950, misguiding them with all the zest taught us by our predecessors. Something new was added to our class this year in the person of Pluto, the crow — Kenny Halstead ' s pet — which, not to be outdone by Mary ' s little lamb, followed him to school each day and, to boot, showed a sur- prising yen for athletics by his attendance at all the local football games. With a new set of officers chosen: John Poce, president; Charlie Fisher, vice-president; Betty Pierpont, secretary; Margie Williamson and Bob Ivatts, treasurers; and Sally Assim and Arthur Turner, A. A. Council representa- tives, our activities for the year got under way. Our list of distinguished persons began to lengthen. In addition to our conttibutions to the sports world of last year who still con- tinued to be big names to contend with in athletics, we were beginning to branch out in other fields. Earle Legge represented us at a meeting of the New England Student Govern- ment Associarion at Milton Academy. To Paul Nichols went second honors in the Cham- ber of Commerce Essay Contest. In addition Arthur Vietze was named to the Bay State All- Star Hockey Team. Other celebs were Dotty McComb and Diane Weisul who made their radio premieres on the New England Junior Town Meeting of the Air. February brought the date of the most important event on our social calendar, our Junior Prom; and along with it came six-foot drifts of snow. Undaunted, we dug our way toward the school with real vigor, and were rewarded for our efforts when we stepped into a garden of roses and danced to the strains of Vin Pierce ' s music. Spring literally came along with a song that year, as the corridors echoed with voices of Prof. Dethier ' s newly-formed Boys ' Glee Club. Businesslike sounds ema- nated from another room as the Debating Club argued the pros and cons of timely topics. May found some of us with bad cases of spring-fever, while others were completely up in the air, striving for pilots ' licenses at the local airport. In the interlude that pteceded the term tests, another highlight of the year took place — Norwood Night at Pops in Symphony Hall. Not too long afterwards, as all good things must, another happy year drew to a close. Now came the time for our hail and farewell to the Seniors; so we set about pre- paring for Class Day, a day that will always be one of our happy memories.