Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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12 THE LTILQRIM JOHN NICKERSON His father owns a cranberry b , Anclygyou will some day See Nicky and his little dog Head of the company. CAROLYN PRATT At school you're known as Carolyn, u A sociable type of maid, But when the summer rushes in , Youlbecome Priscilla staid. JOHN PRENTICE Of these men of few words We hear every day, And our class has in John One of these, anyway. BARBARA PROFFETTY Barbara plays fine basketball, As goalie in hockey she shines, , But when the evening shadows fall, For a. certain Tommy she pines. ' JENNIE PROVINZANO Here's another singer We'll not have next year, But we hope that in the future ' On the air her volce we'll hear. JOSEPH QUERZE Our orchestra leader's going strong, He's out for something steady, But maestro, when you get your band, , Please don't holler, Ready! una A Q,.ll'- R 5- A '?' U , ALDEN RAYMOND Our Tote used to have a girl And vowed to love her long, Tho' he lost her-we dis- cover Marg'ie's still his favorite song. JOHN ROSSETTI John's our well-known usher In uniform neat and smart, We hope the feminine movie fans Won't try to steal his heart. CHARLES ROTH We have often wondered But never inquired Why your tongue does not blunder N01' YOUI' jaws grow tired. JEAN RUSHTON Why d0n't you wear a plaid dress And a kilt for all to watch? For everyone in town, we K guess, nows you're a b' Scotch. wee It JOHN SANTOS JQhm1.V'F quite a he-man, His voice his joy and de- light- The reason he uses it often IS to see that it's still all right. ALICE SAVERY Some days you're happy, Some days you're blue, Is Nino the person That's troubling you?

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11 E RUTH MCMAHON Ruth went away and left us, For New York, she let us down, But back she came arunning To good old Plymouth town. JANE M ATHESON Moderate and friendly, Nothing haughty there, Jane is very sensible And truly fair and square. , MARY McLEAN That she stands high there is no doubt, A budding suffragette, And yet she has her domes- tic side- That she'll get what she wants is our bet. THOM AS MITCHELL Tommy's out for basketball With shoulders big and wide, And that head of bushv hair He's not inclined to hide. ANNA 0'BRIEN Anna's always on the dot, She's there to get your dime, And when it comes to sports- manship, We'1l choose her anytime. KATHERINE O'CONNELL This young lady will surely o A piano player like Pade- rewski, We wish her luck-a happy career, And some day soon of her fame we'll hear. KENNETH 0'CONNELL Kenny isn't very big, I But regardless of his height, If you like the saxaphone, He'll play it for you right. BERNARD PARKER His long legs are, it seems to me, An asset not to be surpassed, If you're behind him in the sun, Watch the yards of shadows cast. GERDA PETERSON This lady's just as pretty As pictures she can make, We wish her luck along the way, Whatever path she take. HARRIETT PHILLIPS Happy dances, sings, and swims, She can play piano, too, . And now among her passing Q '?l whims She's finding time for love so true. FLORENCE PIMENTAL Flossie is a fine girl With a smile for everyone, And when she tackles any- thing, It's sure to be well done. FRANCES PINNEY A tall, young blond is Frances Who lives in Manomet, And when it comes to dances, Fran is there, you bet!

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THE PILGRIM- WADSWORTH SAVERY His morning's boring His evening's gay, A. dilettante 'who likes to play. IDA SCAGLARINI Ida cozizes from South Street, A tough place so they say, Yet there's nothing tough about Ida, She wasn't made that way. RUSSELL SEARS That Russell is a farmer boy In very plain to see, In-tilling soil he iinds much JOY Tn Chiltonville-by-the-sea. .IULIET SGARZI Wherefore art thou, Ro- nceo? To her brother she will call, When dressed to kill, she has the will To grace the Cordage Hall. ROMEO SGARZI Does he know his gas and oil? Shell's his middle name, But when you see that flivver coming, He's playing another game. JOSEPH SHAW We predict that Mr. Shaw Really ought to study law, We can tell he's verv wise, Look, and see it in his eyes. 13 FRANCES SHEA Daring and pert, . Audaciously gay, Happy-go-lucky, That's Fran Shea. HOWARD SHERMAN A second Noah Webster Is what this lad may be, If you want a definition, He'll give it readily. MANUEL SILVA We seldom see this lad about In town or anywhere, Welyvonder what he does with a The time he has to spare. FRANK SIRRICO Of course, he comes from South Street Where nicknames are galore, We wonder if you ever heard Him called Hot-dog before. LEROY SMITH A dark-haired boy with a twinkling eye Who's head is in a constant whirl, Why, ev'ry night he climbs on high To see a certain' Sophomore girl! LORETTA SMITH We'd like to say such fine things About a girl like you, But we'll just wish you the best of luck In everything you do.