Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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DAWN SHERMAN We ' ve Marys, Jeans, and Annes,. And names which make vis yawn; But we ' re the only class That boasts of having Dawn. ' ilk HOWARD SILVA Such headlines were made By this tackling lad; He pounced on his foes With more length than he had. WILLIAM SILVA An artist in our midst — We shall leave Bill a crown: For creating the best cover On School Report of Town. OLIERI Take sparkling personality And add dark, spicy hair. Stir in lots of sweetness For a combination rare. DO LORES SOUZA Miss Dolly wins our vote of praise; In singing, she rejoices. In oratory, she excels: Hers is the voice of voices. p( k E. STAI LEy One •wintofPd of fo: seven yvT She remembMs w. How could slje ad ' Midst all that Coi ,ty- LORRAINE ST. PIERRE In Plympton every weekend You ' ll always see this pair: Elva with her chewing gum And the French lass, St. Pierre. MARTHA THOMAS Martha sits upon a cloud. We would not pull her down; For soon she will be buying Her satin wedding gown. LOIS TASSINARI When she is in Room 305, The room is in a riot; After Lois graduates, The room will be too quiet! GLAIRE THU l Boys arer just ' time , i y Is what ]6Yie said Act ago; But ask her now and she might say What she said then just isn ' t so! 20

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faithfullj perfects each f ' sil ' wluld seem out- • ' To r eousc j For she iioi j through them every twne — In studies, perspicacious! His cufwof success fill filled to the brim, Johnny likes people — Sd people like Ibm. PETER RUUTH The only thing we ' re sorry for Is that you came so late; But there is naught that we can do About the work of Fate. EDNA SALMI Edna slaves in classes. Crams in study hall; Always so sedulous, She never talks at alL JOSEPH SCALABRQNf Joe a farmer yearij jblbfe; But we ' d really- nate to see Joseph get a wrinkled brow. Endeavoring to use a plow. lANCE er tfan rtation is assured. For Maiirio comes to meet her; But will you tell us, Jean, Does that car have a heater? ntration e thing: ' ol June will ALBERT SHAW A little upset About some lights, And Ebenezer Walked for nights! 19

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DORIS VALERIANI We became enthralled, When us she ' d fascinate; For her voice has proved It ' s force to captivate. THONY YANNI ow when it x;omes.t)t swift departures Tony really Utbl ' tlysAfake; We ' re swept e by nasty exits He and Bett jiaily make. CRAIG WEBBER He lopes about our corridors Glad to have returned; At any rate, he ' s proud to say His diploma was really earned. JANE WOOD We ' d like to give to Janie A wondrous fountain pen To help her write her letters ' Til Art comes home again. HAROLD YOUNG As the third musketeer In a trio of fame With Pinball and Crowell; To clown is their aim! if MANANA To the south there ' s a clime. Where I ' m going sometime. There, work is a sin, not a virtue. And it ' s not the belief That sleep is a thief. That rest in the daytime will hurt you. There speech in its beauty Has no word like duty. The natives just never know sorrow. Should some job arise They just open their eyes; Oh, just let it go ' til tomorrow. Now these folks are my kind, I have made up my mind — No one must delay my departing: Though today I must wait, I ' m tired and it ' s late — Tomorrow I ' ll surely be starting. BARBARA RAYMOND 21