Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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I 'il c ' n U x JEANETTE WHITELEY Jeanette's an accurate ty- pist, This is plain to seeg For Standish Motors Com- PEGGY WOOD She takes her art with Mrs. Brown, She draws, she prints, she paints, Y. .4J55? :' L :- , . pany Has perfect skills in each of She works on vigorously. these X J And works without com- , f , , ' ' 1 .hplaints '-- Y N xl I , A D I 'gfx' ' , 4' , .1 I 5 x ' I ., J I V W X PATRICIA WILLETIE 1, CHARLES ZAHN .- 'lk ' I X Ll i' I ll . Pat, you'll 'think, is very shfy Oh Charlie is a handsome A N gntil you know her wellg lad, 5 - . hen you'll find she's lots of But of course that isn't news, ' , -H fun, As the operetta's Count, As all her friends can tell. He played the funny ' Snooze . .e 7 3 I ?A 1 l A , L .J 'la ,L a ,,, ,J jfggfw tw J ,X I . r an , MAR9!A wILLIA1wfSf- P A M1234 ' J. U -We take prideyin having His gaietyfsgcgitagiousg I J t , 5, , A queen within our class, He does what e'e:fgeAci.!n! - ni Two yeaiis ago she won the To keep us h p 9 r crown- f ' V tasks, -f The national cranberry lass. He's our goo f rf .Q , 1 A r..-.- . ,f- Q A ALFRED woon RICHARD ZANIBONI ,Q ca . i - . Q I . I A Sign of temper The girls may love their six- rj y Q, Is red hail., foot blondes, ,s X But your outbursts Thosie fair-haired men, and ,:', b A A . ye' 55' ' I re so rare The red-haired ones can't ,it- W f even compete g A With a handsome, tall bru- XX 3 nette. -. 1 fl '- fa CASSANDRA WOOD Smartly dressed, Our Sandy's gay- Correctly attired At work or at play.

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1 ,QR n fx' .S ' J x- 1 12. 1 'fx ,A , . - ,c .vL.,. I' 4, 4 T- 'A -'SSS 5 4 IM 'fi 5: . 1 I3 1 s if ' 5 - 'Cl M K 'L t, A A MQ 1' ini l lg.. 1 f Q fl L Ffa, luf' 7 , X, If 'M' :V , -L-,. ALBION STURGIS Reputed as a swimming star, This lad may prove to be Another Johnny Weismuller For movie fans to see. BARBARA SYLVA Though Barbara was the pride and joy Of the drivers' training class, When she asked for home- work papers, Did we have some? asks this lass. CAROLE TASSINARI Carole has a heartthrob- Could! George be his name? Still, her mind can think straight Although her heart's afiame. RICHARD TASSINARI Tassa dribbles and Tassa shoots And Tassa makes a score: The crowd is cheering all the time- He's terrific on that floor! WAYNE TERRY Terry is the fitting cap Of Mr. Guidaboni's teamg And when he dashes on ahead, He's really on the beam! EDWARD TRAVERS Eddie is a handsome lad, Who plays a clarinetg And if he keeps on practic- ing He'll rise to stardom yet. BARBARA TURINI There's sure to be some fun Wherever she may be: But be careful of her temper- lt's just like T.N.T.! JOAN VANDINI This pretty girl with spark- ling eyes Is always full of pep: She is a good example of The girls who shout, Hep, Hep! i R ,J A ' nlmm HVERRE' wonder Pat ,wears spit ' much figreen Q ' 2iAndfw'ears: an Tri lff s ile 5 i It's 'cause he -'a psfalglnch son of The -good did Emerald Isle. RICHARD WEAVER Rick was the bravest boy Who ever dared to be The only boy amidst five girls In Miss Jacques' class, French III. C1 in 3 fe-3' yew J 1' 2' '. L AK A J W X KK of Q ' .fn- , - v-1 '1 n 1.4 -elm.

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The Principal Speaks Not every man has clearly earned the right to speak his mind as has the young man whose words appear below. What he has to say is so much what I would like to be able to say that I ask your indulgence in presuming to have him speak for me. Read about this man the was- n't much older than you when his great adventure beganlg read what he has to sayg and do what your conscience tells you is nec- essary for you. iThe paragraphs that follow were clipped from the New York Times of March 5, 1950.1 JUHN BRllWN'S LEGACY Veteran Leaves an Example of Courage and A Plea That Love Supplant Greed By Howard A. Rusk, M.D. In 1946 a letter was pub- lished in this column from a young veteran in Halloran Hospital, a letter created by suffering, anguish and be- wilderment. Last week, after fours years of struggle, the writer, John Crown, died. His legacy to the world was an example of courage and a philosophy of life, which, in these troubled and uncertain days, plead even more elo- quently for the necessity of understanding than on the day on which his letter was written. In this era of precocious technology, hydrogen bombs, guided missiles and all the additions to the horrors of war that have caused an epidemic of anxiety and tension throughout the world, this pain-wracked boy's prescription for peace among men merits thoughtful re-reading. Pk S Ulf ik Pk My name is John Crown. I am a paraplegic at Halloran General Hos- pital. My physical wounds are very small in comparison with my spiritual wounds. I have come back from death to a world that I no longer care for. I, who have been engaged in the great struggle to save the world from tyranny and having seen my comrades die for this cause, can now find no peace in the world or in my country. Having lived close to death for two years, the reasons why there is no peace seems infinitesimally flimsy. Russia wants the Dardanelles, Yugo- slavia wants Trieste, the Moslems want India, labor wants more wages, capital wants more profit, Smith wants to pass the car in front of him, Junior wants more spending money. To these, I say, is it necessary to kill and cripple human beings for these petty gains? Anyone who thinks a human body is so cheap that it can be traded for a tract of land, a piece of silver, or a few minutes of time should be iorced to listen to the moans of the dying night and day for the rest of is li e. All the troubles of the world originate in the common man. The self- ish and greedy ways of nations are just the ways of each individual man multiplied a hundredfold. When the morals of the common man drop, so do the morals of the nation and of the world. As long as our individual morals remain at a low ebb, so will be the world. Until each of us stops hogging the roadl' with his car, stops fight- ing over the seat on the bus, stops arguing over who is going to cut the grass, there will be no peace in the world. If man wishes peace again, he must return to the great Commandment, Love thy neighbor as thyself for the love of God. 21