Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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THE GOLDEN-ROD 19 Mental Attics This title opened for me a new line of meditation, a fresh vista lined with ideas to the extent that the back of our minds, where old relics of thought, half-forgotten ideals and queer fancies lie hidden, is very like to the attic of our home. If we were to investigate that little store-room of our mind, as we did the garret, I am sure we would find as many interesting things. In fact, I think we often do un- lock the door of that dim little place, searching out remembrances of our child- hood, and clothing ourselves, even as we used to “dress up” in mother’s old gowns, with reflections of almost forgotten good times, or the dreams we used to dream. And once we do enter our “mental attic,” it is hard to tear ourselves away. What amazingly strange thoughts we find concealed there! They need not be only remembrances; as surely as there is something besides antiques in mother’s attic, such as clothes stored for the sum- mer, there are ideas in the back of our mind which we have placed there until we need them again. In summer, our winter thoughts, like our woolen dresses, are stored away until we return from our vacation and must bring forth our knowl- edge of Latin and Math. Into the very dark, musty corners we have shoved stray notions, or secret am- bitions which are for no one’s eyes but our own, and there, quite often, we stumble on the memory of an old ac- quaintance, which, during the years has been pushed farther and farther into the recesses of our minds. Only the other day there emerged from somewhere among the rafters of my mind a face which I could not place. Finally, after rooting deep into that cubby hole, I found the name which belonged to it. So you see how valuable such a little attic is. After this I shall consider care- fully before throwing my thoughts away, for if I just tuck them into that store- room I may often find use for them. Of course as we grow older our mental attics will grow larger and more cluttered, even more fascinating treasure houses than now, so, to enjoy old age, we will have to work hard and pack the place to the very ceiling with good times and worthy thoughts. Miriam Carr, J. ’27. imiiiiHmiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiHMiiiiiMimmuimiiHiiiimiimiiiiiiiimiiiimimniMiiii SPRING Dirce A. Tamborini, J. ’28 Across the sky the soft winds blow That quickly melt the cold and snow. The rain that beats against the pane Tells you that spring will come again. All work is done with a right good will In the mill, in the valley, the forge on the hill. While the birds, in the meadow, and the forests are singing. The blacksmith keeps time with his big hammer swinging. The last fleeting snowstorm wc greet with a cheer. For wc know that the good brown earth will appear. Skates, toboggans, and sleds arc packed out of sight; Wc lay them aside, with a smile Good Night.” A CRY FROM THE HEART Priscilla Morse, J. ’27 Wish I could write a poem, Wish I could sing a song. Wish I knew how to draw. Wish I never did things wrong. Wish I had Helen’s looks. Wish I could dance a bit. Wish I could plunk a uke. Wish my themes would make a hit. Like Holmes, you see. my wants arc few l m easily contented. Oh. grant me just these gifts I ask;— No more will be presented. Priscilla Morse, J. ’27.

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June, 1917 Jessie Smith is a bookkeeper in the Coffin Valve Company of Boston. Dorothy Priest is married to William Bell. 1918 Clifford Canniff is Mayor McGrath’s private secretary at the City Hall, Quincy. 1919 Walter A. Deane is manager of Arthur E. Dorr’s Quincy store and is also Division Superintendent of this district. 1920 Arnold Haskell is employed by Kidder Peabody Company, Brokers, in Boston. John Russell. Northeastern 1924, has married and is employed in the experi- mental department of the New England Telephone and Telegraph Company, Boston. “Mai” Kennedy has become a thug. He was in the recent “Caleb Grotto Plav,” “The Bandit.” Mr. and Mrs. Alan Cummings are re- ceiving congratulations on the birth of a son, Alan P. Cummings, Jr. 1921 Marjorie Dame is teaching at the Massachusetts Field School, W ollaston. Helen Chcrrington is married to John A. Houston, also a graduate of Quincy High School, and they arc living at her home in Atlantic, Massachusetts. Bill Robertson is working for the John Hancock Life Insurance Company, Bos- ton. Fred Hannan, Boston University ’25. is with Hornblower and Weeks, Bankers, at Boston. 1922 Ethel Wiley was graduated from Sim- mons College June ’26, and is now teaching Science in Lunenburg High School. Lunenburg, Massachusetts. Caroline Field, Simmons College '26, is assistant secretary to the Dean of Har- vard School of Education, at Cambridge. Helen Handy, a graduate of the New England Conservatory of Music, Boston, is studying for her degree at Boston University, Boston. Virginia Ripley is a senior at Smith College, Northampton, Massachusetts. Elizabeth Richardson is at home. Donald MacKay, Dartmouth College ’26, is studying law at Harvard Uni- versity, Cambridge, Massachusetts. Wilson Barstow, Norwich University ’26, was elected to the highest office the student body could confer there, and is now employed in Lowell, Massachusetts. Dorothy Locke went abroad last sum- mer after being graduated from Simmons College. Her engagement has been an- nounced to Leroy B. Carter, Quincy High School ’20. They will be married in June. Connie Hoey is married to C. R. Mac- Donald and their home is on Old Colony Avenue, Wollaston. Kenneth Gould is leader of the Boston University Glee Club and was student conductor of his club at the recent festi- val of the combined College Glee Clubs at Symphony Hall, Boston. Bill Dodge is employed by Wadsworth Howland Company, Boston.