Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 19 CLASS PlROlP'll-lllECCY ALL aboard! The sight-seeing bus, Black Maria, is just leaving! Our destination is to be the fair city of Mymplouth where 99 44!100Zi of the inhabitants are members of that unfor- gettable class of 1936 from old Plym- outh High. Step up, madam! Take the seat in the rear beside the buxom gentlemen with the epileptic necktie and the nauseating cigar. Here we go! Ladies and gentlemen, I, Vincent Jelly Baietti, am your guide, and our bus driver is the eccentric Philip Chandler, who never in his life has hit anything but pedestrians. Upon entering the city, the first build- ing we notice is that in which the bowl- ing alleys of Messieurs Poluzzi and Tav- ares are located. Louis CI know him personallyb has discarded his famed wooden toothpick for a platinum one gayly encrusted with diamonds. Alvin is futilely trying to explain the differ- ence between a strike and a spare to a few interested ladies: namely, Althea Lewis, Lucy Mayo, and Shorty-Dot Dunbar, who are desirous of learning the fundamentals of this healthful pas- time. There, standing in front of the build- ing with his thumb in the air, and sur- rounded by awed youngsters, is Robert Volk, author of the Hitch-hikers Com- panion and N87 Methods of Soliciting Rides. Let us leave the bus and in a leisurely fashion wander through the town and its many buildings. In a spotless white office, above the alleys, we discover Dr. Dorothy Rogers, leading feminine dentist, skillfully ex- tracting bicuspids and eye-teeth from a yawning mouth, the owner of which is Charles Fraser, inventor of the cubical polka dot, now employed by The George Scagliarini Polka Dot Corporation. When better dots are polkared, Scag will polka them! In the waiting room are Margaret Donovan, Mary Goddard, Evelyn Schreiber, and Priscilla Roberts, all featured in that new stage produc- tion, Dust on the Doorknob, written by that ingenious author, Douglass Armstrong. Clncidently, it is now play- ing in Lawrence Goodwinfs Opera House.J Up one flight more, we go into a spacious gymnasium where Mario Spike Garuti holds sway. Here the tired business man may reduce a bay- window to a mere skylight. In the ranks I believe we see Bill Bagnell, chairman of The Wiser Wisecrack Club. Over on a mat is Ward Clarke, world's heavyweight wrestling cham- pion, casually tying knots and charlie- horses in the legs of Daniel Tribou, who, we must confess, is deeply engrossed in a Wild West Weekly. Across from the gymnasium is the of- iice of Francis Poirier, owner of the Shaggy Nag Stables. We are ushered into the outer offices by Jean Whiting, his secretary. Behind us come tramping Donald Hughes, Frederick Deacon, Robert Hall, and Edward Brewster, all stockholders in the Suffogansett Race Track. They intend to build a race track on Brown's Island in Plymouth. Leaving this building, we journey to an adjacent one. On the street floor is the Modiste Moderne managed by Thelma Ferioli and Pauline Viau. Vain- ly trying to decide which hat to buy is Miss Margaret Fox, assistant adviser on the Adviser's Advice Council. In the back room, Rosamond Harlow and Betty Gardner are creating more ravishing chapeaux. On the next iioor is a door with a mysterious -looking sign on it. No, madam, it is not a Chin-ese Laundry. That is the insignia of the Theta Phi Psi Fraternity, to which belong those six heroic gentlemen UD who battled through Trigonometry and Solid Geome- try without a tear. Entering, we see grouped around a televisor, munching peanuts and Tootsie Rolls, Deane Beytes, the human slide rule, Peter Secondo, Fred Astaire's successor, George Nickerson, noted critic, Frank Neal, who recently translated Anthony Adverse into pig-latin, Warren Brad- ford, that little atomizer of gossip, and George Campbell, world's champion pre- varicator. Directly above the club room is Tele- vision Station WPHS where Elizabeth Ryan has just rendered Tony Tavernel- li's latest hit, f'Schenectady Scuttle, ac- companied by Doris Pederzani's all-girl orchestra. The owner of the voice an- nouncing the next program is Richard Harlow. Our next program will be the daily cooking lesson by Thelma Garuti, presi- dent of the 'Sisters of the Double-boiler

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18 THE PILGRIM GEORGE WOOD We know what your ambition is, May you reach your goal: A famous author you would be, Read from pole to pole. GERTRUDE WOOD Woods, woods Everywhere- But we haven't One to spare! VIRGINIA WOOD Who's afraid of the big bad Wolfe?', The three little piggies ask: If Jin had her way, she'd let the Wolfe play And take all the piggies to task! MAY INGENITO Great friends of the ages Have often been men, But to their true friendship This quatrain we pen.-Wide: MILDRED WRIGHT If we should have an amateur hour And you should play a song On that harmonica of yours, You'd never get the gong! AMY YOUNG We don't know much about her For she hasn't been here long: But, if she keeps on making friends, She surely can't go wrong. BURNHAM YOUNG 'tBunny and his Boston-bag! What would he do without it? He- studies hard, no duty shirks- There is no doubt about it. ELI ZAVALSCOFSKY We doubt if they can make it, But we'l1 let all comers try: Now in your surname can you find Sirrico.J A 2, U, 70, and 11? P' V fi '-xfi 'T - '-14 :Q 4 ' Z? - -1-if- 1 KA- ' 1 yi?-I-E -ei 9 5 1 ,V Q Q., -J? .w T 5 lf'f7?f.a?3 XS, R ' V x

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20 THE PILGRIM Organization! Her article today will be 'How to construct a cake' and 'How to Slaughter a Smoked Shoulderf As we wish to see all the town and must apportion our time, we are unable to stay longer. Let us journey further afield. On our way to the street, we pass the Woman's Get-together Clubf' Ad- die Leland has just addressed the group on 'tHow to Shake a Salt Shaker. In the interested audience we glimpse Alice Banzi, Alice Hall, Amy Young, Sarah Crowell, Kathryn V. Sampson, and Mildred Strassel. On the street again, we journey to the backyard of the mayor, Harold Ray- mond, where the Lam-Bor-Ghini Cine- ma Studios are located. A new super- thriller, The Goon and the Gink, star- ring Alton Whiting, Priscilla McCosh, and Elsie Monti, has just been com- pleted. Much praise is due the director, our own Jacob Shwom, for such marvel- ous work. Attracted by a buzz, we peer into a corner of the studio where we see Ruth Huntley, Mildred Lapham, Barbara Neal, and Katherine T. Sampson indus- triously UD playing bridge during their lunch hour here at the studio. Their chief topic of conversation concerns that book of the month Dazed in the Daisies or Asleep Under a Tulip by that most promising authoress, Alba Martinelli. We see that that nationally famed kibitzer, Connie Caldera, has just wowed them with another of her ancient original jokes. Now, my friends, as it is time to eat, we must adjourn to the Tin Coffeepot owned by Evelyn Arruda and Alma Gilli. We are greeted by Eleanor Drew, hostess, who tells us the meal is on the house. From the kitchen, we catch the fragrant aroma of Albert Walton's Miscellaneous Soup which contains just what the name suggests. Look! Over there on the stool, busily enveloping a hamburger, is Douglas Tubbs, an industrious and Lochinvarian young architect, who recently completed the Peter Peterson Community Cen- ter in Washington, D. C. Ah! Her-e's our soup, or are the plates just wet? After a lovely repast we depart for further investigation of this city. Sitting under an orange umbrella in the civic center we find Joseph Ryan, busily directing traflic. Janet Clark, Katherine Christie, and Cynthia Oldhan have just crashed head-on and caused a terrific mixup. CNice scenery, isn't it, girls?J In the distance we hear the presses of The Funnell owned and operated by Florence Drew. Buying a copy of the paper, we note that Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, Alexander Barbieri and his eight cronies, Donald Peterson, Charles Barengo, Antonio Carvalho, Prentiss Childs, Curtis Lowe, Ellis Gil- man, Webster Moores, and Antone Spalluzzi, have just declared that a tax on Iiavored tooth paste is constitutional. We also note that Eva Reggiani, the famed fan-dancer, has just left for Sweden to visit her mother. We also note with pride that our own Red Devitt has won the international hog-calling contest. Some voice, that! Now we shall again enter our dilapi- dated omnibus to journey to the Dun- ham Foundation Hospital where We shall see the latest in diseases and op- eration gowns. We are in luck. A patient is just be- ing carried in on a stretcher. It appears to be Gildo Govoni who, the driver says, was pouring hair tonic on his newly- grown mustache when the bottle slip- ped. He is received by nurses Marion Morey and Louise Ide, who quickly usher him, into the X-ray room. Doctors Courtney and Zavalcofsky are inter- rupted at their thrilling game of back- gammon, but they willingly rush to further maim and harass their patient. Leaving the hospital, we pass to the as- sembly hall, and, if we are quiet, we may be able to peek in. In the ranks of the alumnae nurses who are witnessing a premier per- formance of the new movie production featuring the Scionne Sextuplets, we see many old friends, Elizabeth Belcher, Natalie Caldera, Mary Crescenza, and Arlene Raymond in the front row, slyly whispering to one another upon a mat- ter of utmost importance fArlene's new hat, no doubtj . Over here we can see Louisa Gal- lerani, Dorothy Govoni, Hilda Jesse, Ella Lemius, Ruth Raymond, and Elinor Sanderson brazenly playing Tit-Tat- Toe on the back of Rose Sherman's spotlessly white uniform. They are brought to order by Professor Barbara MacDonald who severely reprimands them. Leaving the hospital, we reach the center of town again in a surprisingly short time. As we walk along the thor-