Roslindale High School - Yearbook (Roslindale, MA)

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Theresa llardy tells us the secret of How to Win Friends and Influence Peoplefi john Sherry beflueatlis his title as one of the smallest seniors to a '45 aspirant. Charlie Kettendorf leaves 203i Miriam Brooks leaves the memory of her nimble fingers on the ivories. Alice Brunner leaves us remembering a very very attractive senior. Bob Zokas leaves his blond locks. Burbank, Harlow and Iiiggy leave- a happy threesome. Betty XValsh leaves the juniors a special course in day-dreaming. Mary Casey leaves her povvers of oratory for some argumentative junior. Dick Mullen leaves the echoes of his tenor sax. Ken XVard leaves his charming and instantaneous blush. Phyllis Kramer leaves her good nature to a would-be jovial Junior. Doris Clough leaves her job of keeping everyone amused. Claire Kern leaves her wardrobe to the Iunior who wants to become one of the best dressed Seniors. Mary Reddish leaves hobblinf Barbara Crant leaves as our candidate for one most likely to succeed. The foregoing document, being legally designated as the final WVill and Testaineiit of the illustrious class of 1944, and having been drawn up in the presence of the required witnesses, namely stooge the first and stooge to stooge the first, has the official and royal seal of the Class hereunto at- tached and has been filed in the gunroom with other tools of torture, in Hos- lindale lligh School, County of Suffolk. State of Confusion. on the twentv-fifth Q . . day of April in the year of our Lord, 194-1. Barbara MacEachern Betsy Rooney George MacKenzie Attorneys-at-law To Miss Crace Aznive, Miss Loretta Burke. Miss Rose Daly, Miss Marie Flannelly, and Miss Mary Toland,-all of our faculty,-We express our ap- preciation of the assistance and guidance they have given us in the Work of compiling and publishing this, the Year Book of the Class of 1944. THE YEAR BOOK STAFF page eiglileen

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Peggy Blume, Terry Cummins, Rose Falcone, and Phil Schofield all leave for CO-ED. Cloria Clasheen leaves - whewll Eddie Byrnes leaves his curly hair-all of it. Doris Bacon and Annette Beaupre leave Mr. Cately minus two able assistants. Louise Hergt leaves her always ready smile. Forsberg is desperately trying to leave something, mainly the school. Marcia Pinkham leaves after proving she would be neither a Umeaselly or miserlyn treasurer. Iohn Valois leaves blueprints for his new night club. Mary Foley leaves some aspirin to relieve next year's Co-Editor of the Tattler of pains in the form of chronic critics. Tucldy Powers leaves the old adage that Good things come in small packages. John Arnold leaves his winged track shoes to some fleet-footed lad. Terry Moynahan, an ardent admirer of Thackeray's artistry, emits a sigh of pure regret as she bequests Henry Esmond to the ages forever. 0h yeah! The Ivan-Fay-Ford-Dempsey-Moore quintet leave in search of a bottle of Listerine to soothe their aching throats after cheering our heroes to victory. Barbara Burns leaves in search of more john Hancocks. Emil Holland, that eminent physicist, leaves this remarkable theory: NVhen two trains come together at a crossing, both shall come to a complete stop and neither shall continue until the other has departed. Helen Costin leaves-a vision in blue goggles. Esther Savini leaves us blinded by her Pepsodent Smile. Conway, Corbett, and Costello came, stayed, and now leave-quietly. Mike Rizzo leaves- Kitten Toole leaves us remembering her angel clip and cute mannerisms. Ioan Knodell leaves us trying to figure out those unexpected remarks of hers. Berjie Maranjian leaves memories of her magnetic personality. Ann Bloomfield leaves a confidential letter to next year's secretary on How to be the Perfect Secretaryf' lean O'Rourke leaves with mischief in her eye and deviltry in view. Eddie Bowler leaves remembering the Prom. Pat Richards and Iean Lynch leave -friends to the end. Jeanne Rossi leaves a swish of air and the faintest trace of where she was a minute ago through the corridors. Donald White leaves Mr. Pickett-'nuf cedl Alice Ozanian leaves her model scholastic record. joan Quigley leaves her beautiful blond hair. Anne Cillis leaves us wondering if she'll ever get anything lower than an Af Pat Jones leaves us the memory of her big blue eyes. Marion Nelligan leaves-a sophisticated senior. Bobby Friel leaves his jitterbuggin, technique. Claire Larkin leaves pointers on how to graduate with ease. Hilary Keane leaves an A-1 football record. Luff leaves in a huff. PUQC' Sl'Uf'llff'l'Il

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HHSS IlHHPHiEY Our palms having been crossed with silver, turbans firmly planted, WE, the prophets of B. H. S. ,4-1, have gazed deep into our crystal balls, pulled away enveloping clouds, and LO! HEBE IS WVHAT VVE HAVE SEEN! The first person was Ceiling Zero Byrnes, being congratulated by Ceneral Nuisance at Headquarters, after his successful testing of the new Zokas-White Cometf' This plastic invisible fighter is expected to revolutionize modern aeronautics. After polishing the ball a bit, we discovered Martin Cain drinking tall. cool mint-juleps in the shadowy coolness of the beautiful terrace of his Ceorgian plantation house deep in the tobacco-growing region. Colonel Cain got great pleasure, he said, out of sitting at night on the terrace, and hearing his retainers softly croon the soulful spiritual LS-MFT.', VVe blew a wisp of mist away, revealing Congresswoman Ann Bloomfield as the woman-of-the-year. Miss Bloomfield, who dashes off a Broadway success now and then, has often been compared with the brilliant Claire Boothe Luce. Lifting a cobweb, we saw lovely blonde Beverly Artz, one of the season's best actresses, dazzling Broadway in thc Joseph Davis smash hit, Up thc Ladder of Successf, or, XVho Took the Third Bung?,' In dispelling a cloud, we tuned in just in time to hear the cool, calm voice of Barbara Ammidown discussing household problems with several housewives chosen from the studio audience. Among them was a group of our alumnae, whom we know as Margie Duffy, Margie Bennett, and Margie Riley. Following a slight pause for station identification, the familiar voice of Betty Barnicle explained the merits of the Super-bonbon, a Hdeeelicious new confection manu- factured by Andy's Candy Shoppe, Betty Anderson, proprietor. We squinted a bit, and found Ellen Fay, the exciting star of the M. C. M. fMcCue, Codey, and Manchesterj production, Cone with the Draftu, re- covering quickly in a Hollywood hospital from a broken eyebrow which she had sustained in a fall on the lot some time ago. Miss Fay's famous eyebrows are 1'eputedly insured with Lloydfs of London. Swishing at the gloom with a broom, we caught sight of Xirginia Lee. the eminent explorer whose exploits are on a level with Haliburtoifs, hacking 7 her wav throu h the dense 'un les of the Amazon vallev searchin for the I J Y L J ,v L long missing crooner, Frank fSwoonerj Skeffington. Swooner, who was being flown to the Antarctic by his own request, was forced down in the Amazon re ion bv an ardent roun of lassies in P-47's who ursued him from J , I 7 . the States. In Miss Lee s entoura YC was Francis Flvnn, ambassador to Argentina, . 5 who immediatel flew to Bio when he learned that his classmates were in the Y vicinity. After pulling aside a fragment of grimy dust, we perceived Ceorge Mac- Kenzie the freat American artist, receivin f Jlaudits from the worlds freatest x B v bv l art critics on his brilliant work, The Fog . Mr. MacKenzie is well known here and abroad because of his mysterious portrait, the Lona Misau. Knocking our way through a howling crowd which obscured the clear surface of the ball we caught a quick U'lklllCC of two weavinf figures .... i an l C1 5 an page nineteen