Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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20 4 -THE PILGRIM flower Walker. You'd think that she would get over that at her age! Cora Vickery, who plays opposite Mfickey Mouse, is here to-night with Howard Sherman, inventor of the word- l-ess dictionary. This is som-e aEair. Bud Hemmerly, doorman of the White House, is swap- ping jokes with Mike Mitchell. You know, of Mitchell-O'Connell, Siam-ese twins. The celebrat-ed orator, Romeo Sgarzi, isn't here to-night. He's delivering a speech to the pygmies of South Africa on the Gold Standard. Here comes Bill Ketchen, master of ceremonies. Hello, Bill, won't you say something for us? Yowzah, Yowzah, Silent. H'lo, every- body who isn't here, 'llow me to give you the lineup for the show. The first number will feature Frances Shea's Hot Cha Girls in The Dance of the Ten Lamp-posts. In her chorus will be Katherine O'Connell, Charlotte Burgess, Bertha James, Victoria Brewer, Ruth McMahon, Mary McLean, Jean Rushton, Pauline Callahan, Aura Fortini, and Norma Caswell. While we're waiting for that to pass off, we may as well listen to the Meaning Quartet, featuring Eddie Warnsman, John Santos, Peggy Whiting, and Jennie Provinzano in their sensational number, 'Moanin' Low.' fThe lower the better.J The second act comes directly to you from John Rossetti's circuit. Sahib Yoo Hoo Crowell, the magician, has just re- turned from Schleswig-Holstein where he learned the art of producing a human being from nowhere, somewhere, any- where, everywhere. CHe'll let you have your choice.D Yoo Hoo is sending two members of the new Da Da political party, John Bradford and Bud Savery, to inspect two empty trunks on the stage. Da Da et Da Da ascertain that they are empty. Lo and behold! as the two leave the platform, a pair of feet appear ov-er the top of the trunk. What a pair of feet! One look and everybody knows that they belong to Eddie Tuck-er! CPoor Eddie, handicapped like that.J Yoo Hoo steps to the remaining trunk and what does he produce? None other than Majorie Cassidy and her trained cow, Effenbee! Pm sorry I have to cut this act short, but Silent wants to commence. This is Bill Ketchen saying, Cherry-ho. The President's personal secretary, Miriam Gifford, is entering. She is go- ing to read his Inaugural Address to- night. .President Pete wants to have one more game of checkers with Bob Bartlett, but he will never beat Bob. CBob is so crooked that he moves in jerks.J Loretta Smith, Iris Albertini, and Jane Matheson wrote the inaugural ad- dress for Eddie Cantor sixteen years ago. Cantor refused to accept it, but Pete the President didn't. He traded his old chaufeurs, Ellis Wood and Joe Shaw, a football, and his English teach-er, Ruby Johnson, for the address. Somebody is paging me but I'm not tall enough to s-ee over the crowd. I wish there were som-ething to stand on-ah, that's better. Ilm standing on Harry Taylor! QNice fella, that Harry.J That was Frank Sirrico looking for me. He wants to talk on the Sirrico Theory but I'll let him speak to his parents instead. Come on, Hot-dog. H'lo, poppa! H'lo, moma! Are youse seeing me? Goomby.-Tank you, Silent. The ball is almost over and the only couples on the floor are Stanford Bowers, our imported Italian Chef, with Hazel Clark. Adova Bergamini and Leonora Ceccarelli are doing an Irish Jig Cmaybe I'm wrongl with Harvey Tracey and Dora LaRocque. The muscular woman beside the palm tree is Anna O'Brien. She doesthe laundry for the occupants of the Whit-e House and Congress just for her board and spending money. Helen Beever is acting as check girl to-night. She's only fifty years old but doesnft look a day older than seventy- three. Look who's here! ,Henry Gilbert Har- low, head jeer leader of the Big I-Iouse.', How you been doin', Henry? Hear ye, hear ye! Woe is me! Num- bers 123456, 654321, and I, Number 123654, you probably know them as Sears and Bell, got mixed up in politics. fSays Harlow.J I was but putty in the hands of Sears and Bell. I was unable to follow the straight and narrow road. Ut was being paved, anyway.J We en- gaged in one of Sears' cinch enterprises and wound up with an T. Y. I. L. K Twenty years in Leavenworthl Woe is me. woe is me- Oh, well! Life's like that! So sorry for you, Henry. I must be signing off. fSilent always was such an understand- ing chap.J This is Silent Kenneth Tingley, the .mouth-piece of the nation, bidding you

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THE PILGRIM ' 19 020:14nininioiuiuixxiuiuioiaviniuioicgzg ! v .Q.,.,11fHl52.,-,l5f.llllfFl2BlE,-.3. CLASS PROPHECY Hello, you lucky listeners-in of this ag-e of television. This is Silent Kenneth Tingley, the mouthpiece of the nation, speaking. Allow me to acquaint you with the many celebrities attending the Inaug- ural Ball of President Peter Gellar, in the year of our Lord, 1965-Amen. The stout gentleman who just entered is none other than Ferdinando Massam- iliano Guisseppe Fiocchi, the ex-Czar of Golfdom. Times are so bad he now carries clubs for three of his former ad- mirers, Adele Cohan, Norma Govoni, and Arlene Hall. Accompanying him is that eminent veterinary, Professor Berg, Charles Harlow, the new senator from Manomet Heights, Ellen Young, the famous evangelist, and her three most famous disciples, Dorothy Hall, Iolanda Govoni, and Mary Laurenti. Peter Ferioli, the chaiinstore magnate, Cyou've all heard of his Murray Street Emporiuml enters with his old cronies, the Reverend Nick Fortini, and the scion of the Mill Village Reform Colony, Count Strocchi. V Hold it-the old maestro, Joe Querze fhe's made quite a name for himself as a handorgan playerj wishes to make a few announcements: Gentlemen and ladies, allow me to present the new members of my Royal Garlic Templars-Geno Michelwccio Ferri, the gold-voiced bass, Leno Zani- boni, our new fiddler the always was quite a boy at iiddlin' aroundj and that talented little trombone player, Harriet Phillips. Oke, Silent-on with the dance! The first couples to take the floor are Codger Davis, the hosiery king, and his sixteen-year-old fiancee, the Right Honourable Nando Bussolari, President of the Slash'm and Gash'm Barbers' Association, accompanied by Rosa Des Lauriers. K How did he ever break loose from the Boss ?J The floor is covered with swaying, stumbling couples. There goes Charlie Govoni, late canine apprehender fdog- catcher to youj of Darby Landing, with Bruna Gambini and Bud Beauregard, guardian angel of the Little House , with Irene Balboni. I am told that Irene has lost ninety-three pounds and that she now tips the scales at only two ninety-nine. Good work, Irene! The firstdance is over and we are about to be entertained by Ida Scagli- arini, Sheba Pimental, 'and Gerda Peterson. They represent the cream of Professor John Govoni's Harlemites. Do you follow me down the lobby? From left to right, Charles Elmiron Roth, keeper of the New Chiltonville Zoog his superintendent, Fred Geretyg Evelyn Johns fshe's still waiting for that gold-digger, I beg your pardon, clam-digger, Guy Brigida, to proposeb 3 Gilbert Besse, famous for his vanities, and a group of his charming girls, Rosida Smith, Juliet Sgarzi, Alice Sav- ery, Carolyn Pratt, and Arlene Knight. John Prentice, of East Carver's Detec- tive Department, is buying popcorn for Edith Halberg, Ruth Haley, and Char- lotte Eddy. The President hasn't come yet be- cause he's in the nursery cutting out paper dolls, but the Cabinet is here in all its glory. You'll recognize all of themg Manuel Silva, Secretary of State: John Nickerson, Secretary of Labor, Frank Cappella, Secretary of Agricultureg Mickey O'Connell, Post-Master Gen- eral, Arthur X. Hughes, Attorney Gen- eral, Che attained the position because he took a course in Dorothy Testoniis Correspondence Schoollg Francis Pin- ney, Secretary of Treasury, and Ber- nard Parker, Secretary of War. The other members of the Cabinet were dis- missed because they wished to be so ab- surd as to work for theirmoney. Ah, iso this is Africalj-look up if you want a tropical picture. That man hanging from the chandelier, and dis- playing his eighteen-inch biceps, is none other Justin Atlas Walker, one-time water boy of P. H. S. His wife, the former Leah Alberghini, is nearly four feet tall now. CShe grows better in the spring.J Seated at the farthest end of the lobby are Baby Guidetti, Elio Barufaldi, and Paul Lenzi, owners of the largest chain of pool rooms in the country. Tote Raymond, tiddley-wink champ, is enjoying himself with Misses Sarah Weild, Barbara Proffetty, Charlotte Winkley, and Frances Burgess. Tote IS always doing something like that! Last we-ek he invited Ella Bernagozzi, Rose Aldrovandi, Florence Dono-van, and Barbara Lewis, inmates of an old maids' home, to go to a burlesque show. Here comes Milo Cavicchi with his pushcart. I buy his bananas every time he has a fire sale, but they're so bad that even the monkeys won't eat them. The platinum blonde who is trying to vamp Alonzo Canning is Edith Wall-

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3 V W- PILGRIM 4 ZI all pleasant dreams. QThe prevarica- tori Why doesn't he say what he'd like to . Bong! Q Two Bitts Drarig Innavoignob WARREN GIRARD. '33. ENzo BONGIOVANNI, '33. OUR SONG ALBUM Me-You-O Diploma Mrs. Winchell's Boy Enzo Bongiovanni Thou Shalt Not Talk in the Study Hall Smile For Me Photographer for Pilgrim pictures Brother, Can You Spare a Dime? 10c-a-week Plan If I Ever Get a Job Again Post-Graduates Walking My Baby Back Home ' Jane and Pete Waltzing in a Dream Class Night Willow, Weep for Me I flunked I'll Have to Change My Plans - If I don't graduate How Deep is the Ocean? Ask the Math- Classes I'm Playing With Fire Writing this column Three on a Match Leno, Bruna, and Buzzy Drifting -and Dreaming 'Retta Smith I'm Sure of Everything But You Class Day Two Loves Have I l Gilly Harlow Going, Going, Gone Class Night Tickets Play, Fiddle, Play Joe Querze I Gotta Right to Sing the Blues Fiocchi of the Hole-in-One Club Prisoner's Song Cliff Cobb Oh-That Kiss In the Operetta Music in My Fingers Harriett Phillips Let's Call it a Day Girard, Fiocchi, Bongiovanni, Ferri I'll Never Have to Dream Again If I Graduate Underneath the Arches Reception Listen to the German Band ' Querze's Little Symphony A Boy and a Girl Were Dancing Eddie W. and Dot. T. Kitten on the Keys Butter James I'll Miss You in the Evening Homework You've got me in the Palm of your Hand Nando Bussolari Tired Sixth Period After Twelve o'clock Davis doing homework We'll See It Through Volta's Orchestra for Class Night Don't Tell a Soul- And the whole school will soon know it The Song I Wrote For You Class Poems One Little Word Led to Anoth-er Class Meetings Everything Must Have an Ending Even School Days Please Don't Talk About Us When We've Gone The Class of 'Uri Just an Echo in the Valley Freshman Days Wasn't It Beautiful While It Last-ed High School Days Just a Little Street Where Old Friends Meet Lincoln Street Some Day We'll Meet Again Class Reunions FAVORITE SAYINGS OF OUR TEACHERS Miss Brown: As student of political theory would say- Mrs. Raymond: From a psychological standpoint-- Mr. CChiefJ Bagnall: Take a rest! or Just one minute V' Miss Judd: Are you chewing gum? Miss Rafter: Phyllis, will you ever learn to keep still? Miss H. C. Johnson: Quiet, girls! Miss Kelly: Eyes on your books-not on the keyboard ! Miss' Locklin: Berg and Besse, will you keep still? . Miss Lang: I don't talk just to hear my own voice I Mrs. Swift: The United States is just where the Roman Empire was before it fell ! Mr. Smiley: Therefore- Mr. Fash: It's a mere technicalityf' Miss Carey: Enzo, mangez-vous le 'chewing gum'? Miss Jacques: Where are you sup- posed to be this period ?', Miss Humphrey: The verb 'to be' never takes an object. Miss Wilber: Will you ever get past that stage ? Miss Hendry: Stir that-don't let it burn! The Faculty as a Whole: This is the worst class I've ever had !