Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 7 To MISS KELLY: A taxi with a burly chauieur to whisk her to the quiet of her home at the close of school. To MISS LANG: A fire-gong for her classroom so that pupils need not be continually reminded that the bell has rung. To MRS. SHARKEY: A large roll of adhesive tape for the discouragement of the garrulous. To MISS BOUCHER: Our sincere hope that she may forever survive those weird dishes concocted by the senior chefs. To MISS HUMPHREY! Our most sin- cere hope that she may succeed in her new endeavor. To MISS CooMBS: An endless belt back to the corridor to remove those who, if offered any encouragement, would linger for a pleasant chat with a pleasant secretary. To THE MISSES JOHNSON2 Mono- grammed brooches, on the condition that they be conspicuously worn whenever in school so that we may learn, at once and for all time, which is Helen C. and which is Helen M. It is becoming de- cidedly trite to refer to them as 'the big one and the little one. To DR. DAVIS: An automatic spray gun so that his gifted musicians may butter their music. To MISS DOWLINGI Our deep apprec- iation for her splendid cooperation whenever we were in need of super- vision in her Held. To MR. KNowLToN: A sign boldly inscribed with the words, Director of Physical Education, to be mounted above his office door. To MISS WILBER: Our permission to convert Room 306 into a luxurious sa- lon, with the restriction that it be used only by those privileged to attend her gala Latin parties. To MR. GARLAND: An invitation to demonstrate his vocal talent to the up- per school. To MISS JACQUES: Because her room is so conveniently located, a stop-watch to time the superhuman speeds of stu- dents racing to school at one minute to eight. To MRS. GARVIN: The suggestion that girls' basketball games precede the boys' on the regular Friday night sched- ule. fVery definitely this would in- crease the gate receipts.J To THE CLASS OF 1939: Benches along the upper corridor. We seek to save you the agonies we experienced whenever we managed surreptitiously to steal from utility period. tlnciden- tally, it may please the recipients to know that this suggestion was made by a member of the faculty.J To THE CLASS OF 19402 A bottle of that world-reknowned Stretcholene for the astonishingly large number of diminutive persons in it. Clncidentally, we are also including a tank of Shrink- olene for one Monsieur Brewer.J Signed sealed, published, and de- clared by the members of the above- named Class of 1938, as and for their last Will and Testament, hereby revok- ing all former Wills and Codicils which may have been devised by us. In witness whereof, we hereunto have afiixed our signatures: Jodge E. Podgy Jack B. Nimble AMEDEO GALAVANI WILFRED Col-IEN FORWARD, MARCH! LYMOUTHI The last town on my list to be canvassed! I was engaged in building up political support for my candidate, Mr. Francis Scheid, for the presidency of the A. L. U. tAmeri- can Labor Unionb. This organization, as you know, is the union of the A. F. of L. and the C. I. O.: the possibility of which was discussed widely when I was in high school. Feeling certain that Mr. Scheid would carry his home town by an overwhelming majority, I had left it for last-minute solicitations. Lest I be found tedious for dwelling upon the political aspects of my visit, I shall merely tell you of the various positions which I found my former classmates occupying in the community. Thinking it good strategy to appear at my best before starting my political maneuvers, I entered a tonsorial shop, that of John Tavernelli. I noticed in his employ Letty McKee and Beverly Kaiser, manicurists, and Henry Adams, shoeshine boy. Once more on the sidewalk I gazed intently at the numerous commercial signs, and was waiting for officer Butch Torrance to wave me across the bustling thoroughfare, when Earl Young, street cleaner, politely requested me to stand aside. Burlesque School, read the placard that most readily caught my eye. I

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6 THE PILGRIM. after his arrival he offered a scholar- ship to the one who possessed the voice with the greatest possibilities. Our Ed- ward Wright carried off the prize of a year's musical training. And it was wright that he should. In this never-to-be-forgotten year we had the inestimable privilege of study- ing to an accompaniment of riveting from across the street as the new build- ing was nearing completion. III Once in the new building, we Juniors became models of brilliance and ef- ficiency, electing as our class officers Spencer Brewster, presidentg Francis Scheid, vice-president, Barbara Paty, secretary, and John Tavernelli, treasur- er. Francis Scheid, our silver-tongued orator, won the district American Legion Oratorical Contest. He also ac- quired another title, that of State Presi- dent of the Student Activities Society. Spencer Brewster was chosen to fill the position of President of the Southeast- ern Branch of Associated Bodies of Stu- dent Councils of Massachusetts-which title, we believe, is the longest one ever held by a student in Plymouth High School. IV Our destination was that beautiful city, Senior. It proved to be truly a wonderful place. A dignified air of ac- tivity pervaded the serious atmosphere, and we felt that Senior was indeed the place in which to live. For officers we elected: President-Francis Scheid Vice-President-Barbara Paty Secretary-Helen Belcher Treasurer-Arnold Torrance Our Senior Dance was a decided suc- cess, one of those things carefully stored in the corners of our memories to think about in future years. Barbara Paty was chosen the best girl citizen in the Senior Class. And now we have completed our journey through the land of High School. If you ever visit this strange country, you must be sure to look to- wards the golden city, Success, on the top of the hill. There on the tracks will be the 1938 Limited going steadily up the incline. Toot I Toot! CONSTANCE KELLEN ATTENTION! AVING successfully survived the perplexites of high school life and unexpectedly finding ourselves the proud possessors of prodigious posses- sions, we, the opulent and philanthropic Class of 1938, do hereby bequeath the following to the persons herein speci- fied: To MR. SHIPMAN: A television adap- tation for his cherished public address system. Ut is our opinion that gesti- culation would make announcements more impressivej T0 MRS. RAYMOND: A beautiful, white, hard-rubber bulletin board of the washable type for Room 301. We are desirous of eliminating any possibility of shock in case pupils in the future decide to use superfluous amounts of paste. To MISS MCNERNY: Congratulations! Now she has a real opportunity to dis- play her culinary prowess. To MR. BAGNALL: A sumptuous easy chair next to the window at the cele- brated Old Colony Club, to be reserved only for him. To MISS CAREY: A costly camera of reliable make with which she may take an abundance of excellent pictures the next time she journeys to France. To MR. SMILEY: An air-tight, glass anatomizing box fitted with a chimney to remove any obnoxious odors which may chance to issue from his defunct cats. To MISS RAFTER: A replica of that oft-discussed mace of Congress, to be used upon any recalcitrant history stu- dent on that part of his anatomy where it will do the most good. T0 MR. MONGAN: A special pair of study-hall slippers with thick heels of sponge rubber, so that meditating stu- dents fif there be anyl will not be brusquely disturbed whenever he is called without. To MISS JUDD: Stationary desks for 203. CWe know the possibilities of equipment not attached to the floorj To MR. PACKARD: Photo-electrically- controlled curtains for his physics room. We seek to save him the annoyance of keeping Old Sol from vexing the optics of cogitating students. T0 MISS LOCKLIN: A complete set of polyhedrons to save her the inconven- ience of juggling books, pencils, rulers, and all else that may lie in the immed- iate vicinity, to picture the various geometrical figures for her solid classes.

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8 THE PILGRIM was greeted at the entrance by Head- master Ants-in-his-Pants Metcalf, while from the- adjacent room flitted Sub-master Alfred Pizzotti, flanked by teachers Leland Nickerson, George Mackerel Fratus, and Howard Smith. By the headmaster I was informed of the spectacular success achieved by Janet Broadbent, Margie Decker. Don- ald Randall, and Albert Pederzani in a number produced by Harrison Griffin. While en route to my next prospect, my eyes were diverted to multi-colored flyers sifting down from an airplane to advertise Belcher-Albertini C o u g h Medicine. I was later informed that the creator of this paper avalanche was Warren Peck, president of a flight club recently organized in the town. K. K. K. read the lettering on the window of the next business house. On inquiry I learned that these well-known letters had lost their former significance to the world, and now meant Kirkey's Kandid Kameras. Inside Mr. Kirkey was talking shop with the owners of the Kritz-Holmes Film Company. Following a chat with these old chums, I ambled down to the Regini- Gray Gymnasium, where Warren Pea- nut Raymond was training under the management of J. P. Govoni in prep- aration for his match with Gerry Rezendes for the lightweight champion- ship of the world. Our conversation was interrupted by feminine ejaculations from the far side of the portable gym doors. On inspec- tion I found that they belonged to Bar- bara Paty, Edna Gunther, Hilda Guid- etti, and Beverly Karle. These Little Women had recently been a featured attraction in a side-show as The Only Pygmy Women in Captivityf' Now, un- der the leadership of Marion Lahey, they were taking a course in body stretching. In a corner was Annie Stein accompanying them on a Tedeschi Spec- ial, an instrument endorsed by that world-famous jazz pianist. Lunch time was approaching when I departed from this establishment with several old cronies. We agreed on Zam- marchi's Cafeteria as the scene of our noonday repast. On the way as we passed J.G. Govoni's King-Pin Alleys, we were literally thrown off our feet by the onslaught of Domonick Fratus and Clarence Johnson, still pin boys tstill motionj on their way to Florence Canucci's Dog Cart. However, we ar- rived at our destination safely and were cordially invited by Proprietor Zam- marchi to view his culinary experts in action. They proved to be Wayne Allen, Dwight Harlow, Edwin Sears, and George Neal. We enjoyed excellent service from waitresses Ruth Jenkins and Arlene Giovanetti under the watchful eyes of Headwaitress Dorothy Ziegengeist. On our way out we bade adieu to Betty Watson, who was perched on a high stool in the cashier's cage. Despite our friendship there was no need to press payment upon her. Outside I parted from my friends, and with the hope that I would have a successful afternoon, I entered the Heath Building which belonged to our old friend George. My first visit in the building was to Leo Roberge, lawyer, who was preparing his latest case, that of Ruth Wood vs. Madeline Wrighting- ton. Each of these taxi drivers claimed to have had the right of way in a recent collision. Another case under prepara- tion was that of Marguerite O'Keefe, stage star, vs. Janet Perrault, news commenator, charging slander. In the hall I passed the owners of the Cotti and Malaguti Construction Com- pany, discussing methods of interesting the townspeople in a new high school. When I entered Dr. Edward Wright's office, nurse Elizabeth Anderson in- formed me that he was, at the moment, taking a trumpet lesson from the emi- nent musician, Chester Parsons. Upon my departure from the building I observed the Cobb and Robbins Sight- Seeing Bus just being piloted from the curb by Spencer Brewster. I was awaiting an interview with Heart-Balmer Ann Bittinger when I espied the early edition of the daily PIL- GRIM. One of the editorials that caught my eye was from the pen of Editor Philip Godfrey concerning the personal safety of American citizens in foreign lands. This had doubtlessly been insti- gated by the danger of our ambassador to China, Henry Bastoni, and the fash- ion reporters in Paris, Isabel Cravinho and Helen Darsch. I also noticed the displays of Handy's Candies, Riley's Pastry Pantry Incorporated, and the Lob Lolly Luncheon, under the manage- ment of Violet Boudreau and Marjorie Cassidy. On my way out I met Tony Valenzi- ano entering for his appointment with Miss Bittinger, closely followed by his bodyguard, Robert Birnstein. My! How the girls abuse those movie heroes!