Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 19 DONALD HEATH Rye-d's friends are surely staunch and brave To penetrate the glare Which fills the danger signal Tfhat he proudly calls-his hair. PHILLIP HENNING You're Two Sleepy People all in one, But not too sleepy to have your fun, In school you plan to get your rest- When evening comes, you're at your best. BEVERLY HENRION She's taught each lovely au- burn lock Never from its place to stray, And not a strand dares wan- der From the straight and narrow way. CHRISTINE HOGAN Two little words Simple to recite: But it takes her hours To say Good Night. JOHN HOGAN Be it known that he will stalk us To our editorial lair If we even dare to mention Such a thing as hair. VERNON HOGAN Croon, croon, Hogey boy, 'Cause you sure know how: Sing, sing, music king- Then make a regal bow. I JANE HOLMES When she decides in which car she'll ride, We think it's lots she must draw: When we asked her to con- firm this, She simply said, Oh, Pshaw! WENDELL HOLMES Keep at it, Huck, keep at it! Dancing is your forte: It's only jealous Romeos Who dare suggest it's not. RUTH HOLTZ Each second period study As sure as the tick of the clock, As sure as we're sure of any- thing- We're sure she'll want to talk. ROBERT HUGHES If in Plymouth High School For a husband you are look- ing, Bob is just the man for you- He delights in cooking. JAMES IODICE A doodler scribbles aim- lessly- But it shows what's on his mind: If you inspect Jim's papers, TINA you will find. BEVERLY JAMES Don't jump to conclusions, we warn you- Beverly may be his name, But he's not Fauntleroyish, For he'l1 beat you at any game.

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18 THE PILGRIM THOMAS FUGAZZI He won't depart for English IV But lingers 'idly at the door Until he's left a fond caress Upon a thing you'd never guess- The bubbler! DAVID FURTADO Please handle very carefully Or the future won't be bright, In basketball and football He's a stick of dynamite. MARILYN GILMAN It really doesn't matter Whether it's Gable or Greene, At every change of pictures Marilyn can be seen. JENNIE GIORI Though the battle rages Between up-do and long bob, She refuses to be swayed By the fickleness of the mob, SHIRLEY GOLDSMITH Gold in her name Gold in her hair Gold in her heart- She has gold to spare. WILLIAM GOODWIN They'd call him Wrong Way Goodwin If his longing should come true, To fly like Douglas Corrigan Is what he wants to do. lv S-x X x NNX5 X ...KCI ALICE GOVI She rushes madly to the gym, Her young heart aglow- You don't believe we speak the truth? How, then, does she go? MILDRED GOVONI Mildred's where the food is, She doesn't have to buy it- And this we find ironical, For Millie's on a diet. ROSEMONDE GRANT We grant that this young lady A farmerette will be- And, if there is a farmer, Would his initials be T. P.? HELEN GUIDE'I'I'I We gaze at her in mild sum- mise, Unbelief is in our eyes- For she looks the same as when Her years on earth scarce numbered ten. ELIZABETH HANELT You may not think so now, But the day will come: French is the finest subject In our curriculum. Signed-E. H. JEANETTE HARTY Take a good look At our Siamese twins, She's as lost without Mary As a fish without fins.

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20 THE PILGRIM MARGARET KAISER She has no interest in fish or fowl, Nor in steeplechasing at Aintree- The proper study of mankind is man: Or rather, one species from Braintree. MARY KELLY When Irish eyes are smilin' Sure and you're heart she'1l win, For it's the spirit of the Irish Croppin' up agin. MIRIAM KETCHEN You seem to have some difii- culty In making up your mind- Yo'u'd better graduate with us, No better class you'll find. RICHARD LANMAN He enjoys an argument, He takes the other side - No matter what the verdict, By it he'll not abide. ROBERT LEE We hear a shriek and then a squeak, A moan and then a groan- That's music manufactured By Bobby's saxaphone. CATHERINE .LEONARDI She may not know baseball As well as she ought, But she gives to one player Her moral support. .QR DOROTHY LODI I Have Eyes To See With Is a current ditty- But subtler uses a girl knows When those eyes are pretty. FRANCES LODI Singing is a joy to her- And, if you ask for it, She'll gladly entertain you With an operatic hit. HARRIET and HARRISON LONGHI Since your first cries rent the air, Your mother's had to face the fact Of two of this and two of that: But for us the prospect's bright For one less poem we shall write- Class twins must share! LINDA LONGINOTTI She's got it! she's got it! No! not her yellow basket. She got the point to our joke The minute that we asked it. ROBERT LOWRY Chic may describe A high school miss, But for one Robert Lowry You spell it like this: SHEIK