Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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14 PETER PETERSON He has a name that well sug- gests The ancient, sturdy Viking: And like them, too, an eye of blue, And for the sea a liking. VIOLA PETIT You've done it before And you'll do it again: You allow one minute Where we allow ten. x FRANCIS PHILLIPS He's interested in engines, Jig-saws and chemistry, too: And, even though he's quiet, You'll never find him blue. ETHEL PIMENTAL Ethel is little And always most neat From the top of her head To the tip of her feet. FRANCIS POIRIER Now we have heard the story Of how much you like to sing- But must you say when you are done, Now, don't I sound like Bing? LOUIS POLUZZI Spinach's no diet - I won't even try it, Says Poluzzi, our sailor man: But I want wim and wigor So I natcherlly flgger I'll chew all the toothpicks I can! ROBERT PROFFETTI A flash down the floor - A roar in the hall - Up goes our score - Bob plays basketball! ARLENE RAYMOND Arlene has points in common With the tortoise and the snail: If slow and steady Wins the race, We know that she won't fail. HAROLD RAYMOND Hully's a whizz at basketball And deserves our honorable mention, But he really doesn't have to cough To attract that girl's atten- tion. RUTH RAYMOND Ruth surely knows her music And more, too, if you please: 'Tis said she knows her alpha- bet, Especially the three C's. EVA RE GGIANI Flying colors - Dancing feet - Eva's here And hard to beat! I ELSIE REZENDES That she'll reach the top Thereis no denying, For hereis one girl Who keeps on trying.

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13 ELSIE MONTI As Mrs. Pencil In the play You did your good deed For the day. WEBSTER MOORES Hefs not Rudy Vallee Nor is he a Bing: But somehow we know That he likes to sing. BARBARA NEAL Barbara's thoughts in Kings- ton dwell, For Paul lives there, you know: When summer comes, in his Ford car A-riding they will go. FRANK NEAL- 'Most any girl would like to own His crest of rusty hairy But in the town of Framing- ham The oWner's waiting there. EDNA NICKERSON We like the way you do your hair, Your blond curls look so sweet: And you're not so bad at hockey - You need take no back seat, EDGAR NICKERSON Dancing's an art, he's discov- ered! It isn't that he doesn't dare- But try as he may, we really must say, He still can't beat Fred As- taire. GEORGE NICKERSON His eyes begin to sparkle And wrinkle up with laughter When someone talks of Scotch girls, CFor that is what he's after.J CYNTHIA OLDHAIVI Here's a young lady Who sews a fine seamg From linen and cotton She fashions a dream. ALEXANDER PEARS ON We fear you have a tendency To emulate the cow: She chews her cudg you chew your gumg That's your weakness now. DORIS PEDERZANI Doris plays her fiddle well, Her orchestra leads with zeal - And, when she takes Dr. Davis' place, Our pride we can't conceal. DOROTHY PERKINS If only you'd make up your mind, 'Twould save us time and woe: For every time we write this poem With a different boy you go! DONALD PETERSON He seems to thirst for argu- ment: The other side he sees - For no matter what the ques- tion is, Donald disagrees.

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i 15 PRISCILLA ROBERTS She can lift her voice in song, She can charm us with her verse: Since she's guided by two Muses, For her no fear we'1l nurse. DOROTHY ROGERS A lady in white she- would be, A lady most gentle and falrl She would take your hand and lead you . To - the dentist's chair. GERTRUDE RUSSELL As a wooden soldier You are really very good - But there are rumors 'round about Your heart's not made- of wood. ELIZABETH RYAN When you see someone looking 'round As though she'd lost a pal! That is our Elizabeth Looking for her Al. JOSEPH RYAN We find it hard to picture you, By merry music led, Shuffling gayly down the street Your hat on the side of your head. ELLEN SAMPSON El1en's always smiling, She's always bright and gay- She brings a ray of sunshine Into our darkest day. KATHERINE SAMPSON Smartly dressed is Katherine, Happy, carefree, gay: She will greet you with a smile At any time of day. KATHRYN SAMPSON Kay and her chatter In Room Fourteeng When she's not talking It's calm and serene. ELINOR SANDERSON We search for a word that will suit you - You're hardly loquacious, we feel: We have itg tenacious will serve us, For you work with both cour- age and zeal. ROMEO SAN TERRE We wonder where he keeps himself, Behind a door or on a shelf- He'd better choose a balcony- 'Tis fftomeo! Now can't you see. GEORGE SCAGLIARINI A sober or an impish air He can assume at will: He puts on the face that he Thinks will fill the bill. JOSEPH SCHLECI-IT Lovely plants and flowers About which sings the bard Impress our Joseph little: They grow in his back yard.