Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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BARBARA FISH Given her way. To the skies she would soar: Her interest lies With the Army Air Corps. GEORGE FONTAINE Passing strange, we call it, Since math class he adored, That he cannot read the 35 Upon his instrument board. SAMUEL FRANC, JR. He has a, mind like Einstein, Each day we're thrilled anewg The imponderables he explains With, Theoretically it's true. J ENNETTE FRANKS We searched the dictionary: Mellifluous is our choice- We feel it is the proper word To describe her voice. JOSEPH FRATUS Though he has a serious air, There's basis for the rumor That beneath his thoughtful- ness Joe has a sense of humor. RUEZ GALLERANI If the family car is in your hands When the fender gets a dent, Just drive posthaste to Ruez- You'll find your time well spent, Page 12 DORIS GAMMONS She tackles a job Without fiddle or fuss- Could be an example For many of us. WILLIAM GAULT There's always fun when Bill's around , As all of us have seen. Remember when in history class We launched the B-l9 ? RICHARD GAVONE Dick, as a--er--ah--writer, You're--er--ah--very goodg You soon may outdo Winchell- We really think you could! DOROTHY GELLAR In all the years we've known YOU. We have discovered this: Whene'er it comes to talking, you're A hand -y sort of miss! JAMES GHELLI Least said. soonest mended Has ever been his creed: Why waste breath in talking When there is no need? JUNE GILLIS If you are an example of What girls from Wareham do. Then we're certain that we'd like them As much as we like you.

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HERBERT CROWELL In coat and tails And splendid derby Is not the way We picture Herbie. HAROLD DBCARLI To teach us English grammar Is what M. Raymond tries, But she gets sidetracked often By Harold's many whys. MARGARET DIAZ Patience is a virtue Possessed, we know, by you, Though tasks may be laborious We find you smiling through. PHYLLIS DIEGOLI We liked her at hrst sight, We liked her at second- The extent of our liking's Not easily reckoned. RICHARD DiSTEFANO Deftly his fingers wander Over the ivory keys, On his patient practice We could write homilies. MARY CLAIRE DONOVAN She thinks he's simply wonder- ful! We shouldn't mention names, But in this case 'twill do no ha1'm- He's Bugler Harry James! Q3 ARTHUR DOTEN No day is there So gray or grim But our spirits rise When we talk with him. DONALD DOUGLAS You may think him Meek and shy, But there is mischief In his eye. VIRGINIA DOUGLAS She refuses to be won By blandishment or guile, No quip of ours or antlc Can evoke a smile. PATRICIA DOUGLASS The blare of martial music, The sound of marching feet- And with the Plymouth High School Band She's strutting down the street. AGNES EMOND Miss Emond, you amaze us! Now won't you tell us where And when and how Qwe wish we knewli P You learned to do your hair? JAMES FILLEBROWN He has a boon companion Who has grown up with him: May he not soon be parted From his infectious grin. Page 11

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WILLIAM GILMAN How happy every girl would be- And this without exception- If the fates had given her His pink and white complexion! PHYLLIS GINHOLD We think that no department store Could rival her display Of lovely costume jewelry- About it she's that way. MARY GODDARD Contrary Mary, raise your voice Or we miss your recitation. Full well we know on hockey Held You screech with wild elation. RICHARD GREEN If the Town Team needs a player, We can produce another: We know he has the thing it takes To pitch just like his brother. BURTON GREY I'm only the man who grinds it ' He's driven to explain: If your car runs out of gas, Don't give me the blame. DONALD GRISWOLD Leave gun at home and emulate The well-known wily fox- No beast nor bird could e'er re- sist The lure of orange socks. FLORA GUIDETTI You're quiet, reserved, When we see you each day- But, Flora, we'd guess You're not always that way! HOWARD HAIRE He's smooth and suave. a gen- tleman, His manner is not partial: The girls in P. H. S. all say. He's just like Herbert Mar- shall. GERTRUDE HARJ U We can speak no ill of her Even if we would, She comports herself always As a lady should. STEWART HATCH Here's a brave hunter The girls all prefer! Whatever the game He's no amateur. ALBERT HATTON He doubts the very things he sees, All theories he flouts: Now even we are doubting That Albert really doubts. HAROLD HAYWARD Hear that click? And see that flash? Look out, you camera-shy! For someone's likely to be shot When Haywards passing by! Page 13