Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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4 M THE PILGRIM A 7 0201301011rinxioianioioicuiniuic riuiuinzo 5 Tllfllllil PAST Q 5:01 nc-.vniui ni-ni-riuqrrioioininioioiuoza CLASS HISTORY I EVEN though loquacity and garrulity are common, there has been, and is, no person who can, or who will, tell us the why and wh-erefore of certain irre- fragabilities. This being so, it has never been explained why, on that momen- tous and auspicious afternoon in Sep- tember, 1929, the entrance of a goodly number of Freshmen within the portals of the Plymouth High School was not more widely and more fittingly ac- claimed. It being absolutely and undeniably essential that the glory cast on the deeds of our predecessors should not exceed that of our class, the Freshmen, imme- diately upon their arrival, set about establishing a foothold in the shifting sands of R-eputation. The presentation of interesting, as well as instructiv-e, assembly programs won distinction and great praise from all who saw them, and most pl-easing to our ears were those oft-repeated words at a football game, Put in the Freshmen! We want the Freshmen! for even in those early days, the brawny athletes of the Class of '33 were well- known and recognized by the fans as players of great promise. When faced by a problem of finance, we were undaunted, and as a result of deliberation and careful planning, sev- eral successful dances wer-e conducted. The Freshmen were also well repre- sented in the subsequent issues of The Pilgrim and at the Voodoo Minstrel Night, which was a school project. Thus wer-e the first steps of the long climb achieved and our first year in High School passed happily and pros- perously leaving us only pleasant mem- ories. H And so it happened that, when we be- came associated with the upperclass- men, we were called Sophomores and entered on our second year in High School, little expecting to meet so close- ly, tragedy, which stalked twice into the midst of our fun and gayety and took from us two of our classmates, Florence Fraser, during the second year and Marjorie Lafayette, who died in the summer of her Junior year. This was the last Sophomore Class to be introduced to the intricacies of the French language by Miss Ruth Baker, for it was during our Junior year that Miss Doris Carey began her work as a French teacher in Plymouth. Not to be outdone by members of the faculty who presented Adam and Eva to the theatre-goers of Plymouth, sev- eral Sophomores, dramatically inclined, joined other members of the school in the production of It Pays to Adver- lS6.H June brought us to the close of an- other year and through the first half of our Plymouth High School career. III As was expected, when we became Juniors, the subject of a class ring was of prime importance. Accordingly, after long interviews with several salesmen, and weeks of doubt and hesitancy on the part of the committee, several rings were chosen from which the class se- lected the one that was to become the Class of '33 ring. Th-e Junior Press Club, under the direction of Miss Humphrey, kept the papers supplied with news of school ac- tivities. The Junior Prom was a success, financially and socially. Joe Querz-e organized the Little Symphony and brought cheer to many since he furnished music for our basket- ball games. During this year, Daniel Boone was presented. It was an outstanding success, and a goodly number of the cast were Juniors. Again Dame Fortune smiled benig- nantly on the Class of '33, and made our Junior year a round of successful pro- jects and pleasantlnxiemories. We entered our Senior Year, elated, perhaps a bit inflated at our sudden rise to such lofty heights, but before many weeks passed, 'Tis true, 'tis pity, and pity 'tis 'tis true, we discovered, much to our chagrin, that we were still mere pupils. Encouraged by a successful dance, several Seniors aided in the production of the Gilbert and Sullivan operetta, Pirates of Penzance, while Loretta Smith, Alvin Borgeson, Geno Ferri, and Howard Sherman, turning to legiti- mate drama, took part in the Class Play, The Valiant. Those people who attended football, basketball, or baseball games in which school teams played will acknowledge the sportsmanship and good work of those Seniors who were members of the teams. fContinued on page 171

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TI-LE' Pi1,GR1M 5 PARTIN G LEAH ALBERGHINI Five feet tall, Petite and small, And Judy says, And that's not all. IRIS ALBERTINI There's music in the swaying bow, This lady'll play wherever she'll go, She also wrote the Symphony For the class of '33. ROSE ALDROVANDI Rose has several beaux, Her supply is by no means scanty, But it seems she has a favor- ite, The gentleman's name is Anti. IRENE BALBONI The pirates now once more hold sway As in the days of yore, For Samuel is on his way, A pirate at her door. ROBERT BARTLETT Bob has hair which you'll agree To be of lightest hue, Each girl's ambition is to be Possessor of his queue. ELIO BARAFAULDI I-lere's an interesting chap, He's never very busy, But, Elio, please tell us What you'd do without that Lizzie . SHOTS WILBER1' BEAUREGARD He's pleasingly indifferent To all the maidens fair, Perhaps he doesn't like them- Or maybe doesn't dare . HELEN BEEVER Our Tid is a jolly sport, She has a taking way, So watch your step, O male sex, She'll break a heart some day.. GEORGE BELL Now, George, we're sure you know That it really is a sin To keep Room 10 awaiting so While you come straggling ln. MILTON BERG Bergie is a quiet lad, A fact he won't disguise, He's going to be a doctor, And a good one, we surmise. ADOVA BERGAMINI Oh, how this lady studies her books, Long on her wisdom, long on her looks- . We think of her always in terms of her charms, A number of papers and books in her arms. ELLA BERNAGOZZI A perfect little dancer! Some day, if you keep pn,- A prize cup you'll be winning In some future marathon.