Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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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

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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 GDMLQ WAY The glacier moves thro' valleys deep, la mountainstreacherous and steep: e river winds its course of old Thro'deserts parched and plains grown cold Each follows easily the way That God made on Creation Day But each one meets some barricatle Thro' which no trace of path is 1d1dQ Yet it moves onward toward the seag Each ftnds its way or makes one. And as we live and love and hate, Too oft accept our measured late, We fall exhausted at the wall, DeIeatecl,weak,and sfmurn the call 'Io stronger life-,wh ch is our own 'lb reach,attain, tho' backward thrown. 'Rear down thiswall and place each rock 'lb form a stairway block on block, 'Ib vanquish late, success achieve: We'll find our way or make one! John Brewer '-1-o E