Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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MARJORIE NEAL Since music often is defined As the medicine of the mind, Her mental health might well surpass That of any in her class. JOHN NUTTERVILLE Miss Kelly is wondering Just what she'll do: Can she find a banker As faithful as you? BEATRICE O'CONNELL She's happy all the day Out of school or in. But when she's playing basket- ball, The smile becomes a grin. RICHARD PARKS If a boy is purposeful, He belongs in school- Except in ducking season, Is his version of the rule. RICHARD PAVESI On a bicycle built for one He pedals undismayedg With his determination He's sure to make the grade. ARTHUR PEDERZANI If we had plenty of energy. Vim and vigor to spare, We might catch up with Ar thur- But the prospect is not fair. G10 PEDERZANI Gio is a chef of sorts- Two products he combines To delight all comers: He deals in hot canines. ,' RUTH PEDERZAN I With ankle socks and saddle shoes A A sweater girl is she . Who listens to directions And labors cheerfully. BENJAMIN PERRY If you want a portrait Or just a keep-oil' sign, Just put a paint brush in his hand And he will serve you fine. N AOMI PERRY N o matter where you see her Or what she's working at, She always has a giggle And always time to chat. CHARLES PETERSON His colorful attire Has served' one purpose well:- 'I'he drabness of a Monday -' It can certainly dispel. . JEAN PETIT As recess time approaches, Her hopes are 1'unning highg 'Tis not thej, thought of food alone That brings the sparkle to her eye. ' Page 17

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HAROLD MACCAFERRI He never pays attention To the girls-it is a shame! The only passes he will make Are in a football game. BARBARA MALOON We've taxed her time and pa- tience. But she's borne it very well- What a saga of endurance Her typewriter could tell. MARIE MARTINELLI To varied tasks Her art is lent: She's proved herself Most competent. EVELYN MAYNARD Be the weather fair or foul She is on her way, As faithful as the postman She makes her rounds each day. FAITH MILLMAN A song on her lips And joy in her heart, We've noticed she always Does more than her part. FREDERICK MITCHELL Freddie made a speech one day, And he didn't say, Oh, shucks! He told us very plainly: He wants to wear a tux ! Page 16 LYDIA MONGAN Her sketches can send thrills Of pleasure up our spines: Lydia is a specialist In curves and lovely lines. ETHELWYN MORRIS Quiet and capable As we can tell, Ethelwyn's sure to do Everything well. ARLENE MORSE Where there's a will, There's a way, We've learned. And this advice She has not spurned. ARTHUR MOSKOS When he's within the c1ass1'oom. He appears to be quite tame: But out upon the football Held He puts wild cats to shame. MARY MULCAHY Victory for the seniors Makes Mary's visage beam. Not difficult to understand- She's captain of the team. CONNIE MURRAY Hey, Connie, how'd you do this one? Was it page fifty-three? We know she'1l have the facts we need. So capable is she.

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GEORGE PICARD In moments of real danger You would your wits assemble, Yet a little thing, reciting, Causes you to tremble. IBABELLE PIERSON When I. P. moved to Boston, Everything looked black- Now P. H. S. is happy: Our Isabelle's moved back! J . ERNEST PIERSON The Mighty Mite Of Forty-two- To you alone This honor's due. ALBERT PILLSBURY He's superb in mathematics When he gives a proposition: Such accomplishments, we hint. Result from intuition. CATHERINE PIMENTAL No brickbats for her Nor bunches of flowers- But we're glad she was with us Throughout schoolday hours. MANUEL PIMENTAL If he's as Hood stock boy As collector of dimes. The day will soon come When he'll see better times. Page 18 HENRY PIN A Beautiful figures May always be found Whenever his pencil And he are around. ALBERT POST Atlas now May take his bow, For Al is here To show him how. HELEN RANDALL Helen dearly loves to dance And she embraces every chance, If that is how she keeps so slim, Here's a way to keep in trim. ROBERT RAYMOND Baseball has not Lost its savor- In his choice of sport He does not waver. LAURA RESNICK Nicki went to Penn last year, And boy, did she have fun! Then home she came to tell us Of all she'd seen and done. DORIS ROG AN If lack of a smile Can spell defeat, No untoward end Will Doris meet. f.