Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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RICHARD CORREA Snowdrop and pussywillow, Robin's blithe call-he awaits all: Not that he's a naturalist- But he just loves baseball. I RSHIA et, e e and very uie - X v h de riot, X kn t V she's s ldo s a sound. Q HILDA COSTA Tempus fugit- But does she care? It's twelve past eight When she's in her chair. J EANETTE COVELL Chatter, chatter, chatter- Garrulous is this lass: She dispenses all the news In the corridor after class. J ACQUELINE DGCARLI Jackie's work is never done. She toils from morn to set of sun. Though Caesar and Cicero have been completed, She cannot rest till Vergil's defeated. ROBERT DIEGOLI We know that tin does not possess The properties of elastic- But the number of passen- gers he transports Is utterly fantastic. HARRIET DOUGLAS She has a magic formula For combining work and Play, Which has stood her in good stead On life's Rocky way. LOIS EAMES Life is earnest, life is real, No time for vapid chatter- In this workaday world of ours It's deeds-not words-that matter. DOROTHY ENGLISH The sixty-four dollar ques- tion We shall now propound: Will she or won't she turn on the charm? It depends on who's around. HENRY FERRARI We have heard some tall tales And told some in our time- But the one about him and a lady's nose Is our idea of prime. Page 13

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THERESE BROULLARD Lest effort should go unre- warded We feel that all should know She worked long hours in our library- A debt to her we owe. HAROLD BUMPUS Santos Dumont is the man Admired by Harold Bum- pus: If his idol we deride He will raise a rumpus. J ACQUELINE BURGESS Foolish it is to act in haste And then at leisure rue it: Deliberately she makes a plan And then proceeds to pur- sue it. JAMES BUTTERS No man can have every- thing: It may be that he had his share, For he served as basketball captain And as a football player. RICHARD BUTTNER A farmer once he thought he'd be, But he's had a change of heart: As an engineer in this vale of tears He'll seek to do his part. Page 12 SHIRLEY CARAMELLO Shirley, Shirley you look fine- No need now to preen Before your locker mirrorg It's really 8:14. f- BARBARA CAVICCHI With interests so numerous And responsibilities myriad She doubtless feels she must relax In second study period. MARY CERCELLO Those who sit in her home room Have observed with some dismay That they must wait for the notices Till she has had her say. NORMAN CLARK English and history silence him, To his way of thinking they're rather grim: With physics and math he'll cast his fate, On tangents and laws ex- patiate. REGINALD CORREA We haven't had the training- To interpret what it means: He has divergent interests- Music and machines.

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MABEL FERREIRA She's not the one who will rush in Where angels fear to tread: Carefully she looks about- Then takes a step ahead. MARGARET FILLEBROWN Of little brother's escapades She tells at our behest: She keeps us all in stitches And fills our days with zest. ALDO FORNACIARI For the ills of the world There's no panacea: But for our duller moments His name spells good cheer. LIONEL FORTINI We thought he would be missing From the graduation dance, But on the draft expiring He thought he'd take a Ch3.I'1C8. DONALD GALLERANI It may seem to some Most picayune- But what he wants most Is the middle of June. Page 14 JOHN GI-IELLI Through the pre-com- mencement weeks He lives with the calm as- surance That schooldays won't last forever- All he needs now is endur- ance. DOLORES GHIDONI Many endless hours she spent Under Mrs. Brown's direc- tion That her contributions to us Might approach perfection. RAYMOND GIRARD Upon Annapolis he cast A speculative eye: Wherever he matriculates His record will be high. HAROLD GOVONI An appendix operation Anyone can bear: It was the timing of it That made him tear his hair. ROBERT GRIFFITH He's never been known To grumble and groan At ills that have whacked us And tasks that have cracked us.