Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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26 THE PILGRIM tutes, and Caroline Russell, Virginia Sampson, and Bella Rezendes ran out on the field with their bikes. Promptly Edward Fernandes was sent into the game. The men needed help! I didn't particularly care for this type of football and was about to suggest leaving when a bottle hit me on the head. I turned angrily to the women behind me. Most vociferous of all was Betsey Holmes who still followed all the games, and beside her were Gene- vieve Patturelli, famous violinist, and Ruth Riley, principal of one of the local high schools. A few rows below me, I saw Dorothy Silva, dress designer, Phyl- lis Goldstein, hair stylist, and Olga Guidaboni, a jolly farmeress. We left the game when the referees, Pasquale Iodice and Theodora Malaguti, became involved in an argument over the score. John St. George, manager of the field, fearful of trouble, tried to pacify them, but by this time both the players and the spectators had taken sides. The iight was on! Frank Enos, noted news commentator, and Robert Tavernelli, announcer, were giving a detailed account of the battle instead of the game. Enos still made hasty pudding of his words, we thought. for it was difficult to hear him. We left the stadium just as the people invaded the press box. What a day! We dined at a quiet little restaurant where the silence was very welcome after the confusion in the ball park. I was eating as placidly as a cow when Miss Chandler surprised my food down my throat by nudging me. Look over there! she whispered. Two girls were standing on the seat of their booth, peering into the next one. When they turned around, I recognized Betty Robbins and Charlotte Adams. They were employed in the establish- ment as singing waitresses, called the Trilling Servers. We being curious, just curious, crossed the room to discover what was so diverting. Be quiet, the waitresses whispered. Who are those two men? asked the irrepressible Agnes. Lewis Morton, noted explorer, and Melquesideque Perry, world-famous violinist. We're taking candid shots of them. They rarely give interviews, temperament, you know-but we are going to ask for one just the same. After some coaxing Morton gave an exciting account of his many adventures, while Perry was very agreeable and allowed the girls to take many pictures of him while he made comical faces. His specialty was the lemon maltese type, but he also demonstrated the method of making one eye watch the other when the first was suspicious of what the other could see. As we left, Mary Souza, librarian, and Dorothy M. Peterson, social worker, entered the room, and, seeing the crowd around Morton and Perry, immediately went over to secure their autographs. A telegram forwarded from New York was brought to us by Pearl Owens, owner of the restaurant and the sponsor of the Trilling Servers. We were in- formed that John Brewer and Richard Vaughan had left to explore the Valley of the Giants, where they were certain that life would be more pleasant. Our last stop was at Chicago, where we visited the variety store of Gerald Albertini and Harold Corvini. In one of the show windows, Beatrice West and Eugenia Izzo were demonstrating a sure-fire exercise to reduce excess weight! In the group of women I saw Charlotte Mcllvana, watching with sober face and uninterested eye. She was in the wrong department, or at least she should have been. Leaving the store, we crossed the street and entered the theatre. Dorris Bliss and Frances Ryan were appearing in the cast, and we thought that a good play might prove enjoyable! The play was entitled, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, LEAVE. We left. The return trip was made in great haste. Once again in New York, we all agreed that our experiment had been interesting enough but had hardly pro- vided the material of which books are made. Therefore, I changed my plans altogether. The following article appeared in the New York Times , on July 9, 1952: Novelist changes plans! Leaves to- day for home town-Plymouth. Massachusetts. Intends to write a book on ancient Pilgrim Life . . . GLORIA MORRELLI '40 HELEN HAMILTON '40 The editors wish to thank Mrs. Mar- garet Brown for the material prepared for THE PILGRIM in the Art Department.

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THE PILGRIM 25 ROBERT TEDESCHI ,,.. , . , Business? It's quite simple. It's other peoples money. MARTHA TEXEIRA , . . . . To love a game beyond the prize ANNA THIMAS ..... A caowitil. perhaps, upon my head, but a needle and thread in my an RICHARD VAUGHAN ..., . , . Happiness seems made to be shared. CHARLES WALKER . . , . . . Go West, young man-go West. ALLEN WALL ....,.. . . . Modesty becomes a young man. BEATRICE WEST . . . . . . Laugh, and the world laughs with you. ELEANOR WELCH ,...i.,,AA And lightly was her slender nose tip-tilled like the petal of a flower. DOROTHY WOLLASTON ..,, A merry heart that laughs at care COLBURN WOOD ....4..,,.. A-hunting we will go! NELLIE YOUNGMAN ,... . . . A busy bee has no time for sorrow. ALTON ZANIBONI .... . . . For the apparel oft proclaims the man. Continued from Page 10 which it came. We hadn't gone far when we heard a group of women coming towards us. One of the ladies approached me with outstretched hand. Her face seemed familiar, and then I recognized her as Julia Holmes. I'm president of the lVoman's Club. We heard that you were coming, and were preparing to meet you, but we didn't expect you so soonll This is most awkward, Margaret interrupted, feeling, as the rest of us did, like a wet shoe which nobody wants to wear. Why, the city is as deserted as if we had brought the Black Plague. To mollify us Olga Stanghellini and Florence Richmond invited us to their tea room where Barbara Sherman was the cook, and George Cavicchi the dish Washer, wiper, and breaker! After luncheon, we decided to go to the game. Here Martha Teixeira and Dorothy J. Peterson, who, because she still seemed no more than twelve, continued to attend the movies for a dime, supplied us with tickets. When we reached the stadium, we had some difficulty in getting to our seats. The place was jammed with excited people. In a frantic effort to reach my seat I stepped on Alden Mitchell, who was lying on the ground taking candid shots, and he looked at me with agonized eyes which seared my soul. Just outside the stadium we had seen George Morgardo and Edward Macca- ferri with their traveling clothing store. They had been selling white palm beach suits for players, and at that time I had begun to become a little suspicious of the game. Milton Penn had been standing in front of his store, waving his arms and de- nouncing men who travel about with portable clothing stores, but Morgardo and Maccaferri had paid no attention to him. A group of interested people had gathered around him, like a mob around a soap box orator, including Mayor Ron- ald Smith and some of his henchmen -Robert Cadorette, John Gallo, Colburn Wood, and Ralph Hale, all important in the political administration of the city. Laura Heath, reporter, stood near Catli- erine lfoutin, cartoonist for one of the local papers, who was making a slietcli of Pegin, the mayor, and Maccaferri and Morgardo. After Penn had finished his harangue, some one sympathetically dropped a coin into his outstretched palm. A buddy, no doubt, of Morgardo and Maccaferri. We turned our attention to the game. There had been players out on the field now for some time, and I was waiting impatiently for the contest to start. There were men and women riding around on tiny motor bikes with tennis rackets in their hands, and they were batting a ball around the field. This was the modern version of football.- In the game we found more class- mates. Dorothy Jesse, Lois Rovatti, Blanche Arruda, and Elsie Luz were battling Curly Randall, Alfred Babini, and Alton Zaniboni. The women were doing very well for themselves. Donald MacDonald was far out on the Held try- ing in vain to repair a fiat tire. He glanced angrily, in his Lord of the Manor Way, at his team-mates, who refused to :top to help him. Duffy Provinzano, waterboy, thinking that MacDonald was hurt, went out and poured a pail of Water down his back! The feud between Ran- dall, captain, and MacDonald was evi- dent when Randall sent Mac out of the game. Coach Harold Rogers Watched grimly from the sidelines. Captain Anna Thimas signaled to Kathleen Murray, manager, for substi-

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CLASS HISTORY MADE EASY SEPT OET NOV DEC JAN FEB NAR APR MAY JUNE Z -RET U ' IZ C A N N' I 61 5 0 it y S I f mf' - Q-.Tm f fa ,Q in at E 4 , , . 61 , ff VXI T 'T ilk- U f ffl N -P m W J ff Z iffy c LLISSIS ' - ,, ' Xifmcazrn E i rgmigig 439' A li DANCE XMA5... ,, W- JQQQSR SHIINAN Q rLA:sla'w.uAna CALM S O c , C Ywo CA M Uifils U A X 5 A 1 LLMUNI X' . BFI-TJVKLRE spoglr 5' : Ap Offrkp BLFAORE , .LF- QADQ 'limi DANCE lpifvggf 3 :55 Bbw, mc, iam font vi NUI I 7 5 , I ' x I W M rf Q X KLRQXI-k HAMLET B qi? if SEN SAE? J X 'maid N L ,7 Q fqjsiiisxzr ,fi NJ R . 1 97 2213- ,, N ju! sum x if TY C, 15-D Wir ' xMASf!,f' VF' 4 ON! NQ f Mfp' Y viva' L in . , LA Ili, IN TRIBUTE DURING the past four years the Na- tional Society Daughters of the American Revolution has sponsored a Good Citizenship Pilgrimage among the students of the senior classes in public high schools throughout the country. When the Class of 1940 of Plymouth High School chose its best citizen, it voted for the girl who possessed these four qual- ities of character to an outstanding de- gree: dependability, service, leadership, and patriotism. For the past three years Lois Chand- ler has served her class and school in many ways. As a sophomore she was prominent in sports, playing basketball, badminton, and baseball. While a jun- ior, she was a member of the Junior Press Club and was appointed to the staff of the school annual. She was also one of the most active entertainers in the P. H. S.-Capades. Lois was elected to the Massasoit Chapter of the National Honor Society, and served on the com- mittee for the Junior Promenade. Now, as a senior, she has risen to the position of Senior Features Editor on THE PIL- GRIM. She played a fine comedy role in the school play, and served on the Senior Dance Committee and the Senior Pic- tures Committee. In June she will graduate with high scholastic honors. Lois is active in the community, for she is a junior member of the Plymouth M'oman's Club and Secretary of the Jun- ior Alliance of the Unitarian Church. Her dependability and efficiency make her a welcome worker in any group, and her good sense and good humor have won her many friends. The Class of 1940 is proud of its best girl citizen. Domus BLISS '40 SCREEN REVIEW OF 1940 Naughty But Nice-The Class of 40 Disputed Passage-Corridor b e t W e e n Junior and Senior High School Each Dawn I Die-No homework done Golden Boy-John Brewer Our Leading Citizen-Lois Chandler Some Like It Hot-Giovanetti's Orches- tra Stronger Than Desire-The odor from the chemistry lab They All Came Out-To the Mad Hat- ters They Asked For It-The class colors Thunder Afioat-The Football Squad Winter Carnival-February Vacation Quick Millions-School Banking System Youth Takes a Fling-In Brewster's beachwagon Another Thin Man-Harold Rogers Emergency Squad-To move the piano The Women-Last period English class- Room 301 Here I Am A Stranger-Honor Society Initiation