Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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23 JUNIOR CLASS First Row: M. Flynn, B. Johndrow, B. Vickery, J. Cole, M. McCorniack, F. Joseph, M. Queeney, S. Huntley, M. Fisher, Secretary N. Davis, M. Bartlett, E. Vinal Second Row: M. Deragon, J. Evans, S. Shea, J. Goddard, K. Whiltaker, R. Billings, M. Damon. A. Jarvis, V. Heffernan, C. Peirce, M. Bonney, J. Condit Tiiiiii) Row: M. Eastman, M. Devine, M. Devine, L. Preston, R. Rouleau, P. James, P. O ' Neil, J. Gillis, R. Finnie, Treasurer F. Hall, A. Anderson, T. Holland, E. Hollis, L. Brown Foi inii Row: P. Morton, R. Bresnahan, D. Quinlan, R. Withem, President L. Bournazos Vice-President A. Fuller, W. Bates, R. Zollin, R. Cogswell Class of 1944 Shirley Huntley, ' 44 IiN September we. the class of ' 44, again entered i dear old Scituate High for our third succes- sive year. There was the natural hustle and bustle through the corridors and the usual talk of class activities. At our class meeting Louis Bournazos was re- elected president; Raymond Brown, our football hero, vice-president; Frank Hall, treasurer; and Nancy Davis, secretary. Raymond Brown left later in the year, so we installed Arnold Skip Fuller in the vice-presidency. Miss Dudley was elected our class adviser. We were glad to welcome one new member this year, Bill Manning, from Marshfield. But we were also sad to see eight classmates leave. Raymond Brown, Kevin Dwyer, Robert Gannett. Wilina Litchfield, and John Secor are all em- ployed at the Hinghain defense plant. Albert Damon is working at the First National; Rich- ard Turner is in the Navy; and Frank Westerhoff is assisting his father. Our annual Junior dance was scheduled for December 23; but because of war conditions, we combined the Senior-Junior dances and had a bang-up affair. On the dance committee from the Junior Class were Anne Jarvis, Joan Condit, Nancy Davis, and Louis Bournazos. The last and most iinportant event of the Junior class was the Junior Prom which was held May 7 and which was a huge success. Louis Bournazos, Joan Condit, Nancy Davis, Anne Jaivis, David Quin- lan, Frank Hall and Theodore Holland were on the Prom committee. In the various activities of the school, the Juniors have taken a prominent part. We are very proud of the musical talent of many of our classmates. David Quinlan. whom you could eas- ily call a second Benny Goodman, is a smoothie at the clarinet; Frank Hal! and Dick Bres- nahan ably assist him on the trumpets; Gini Heffernan and Catherine Peirce show great artis- tic ability on the violins; Ted Holland and

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22 Finally he spoke, Bill, my son, you know that Fve talked very little about my experiences in the last war, and you can imagine why, but I can ' t blame you for wanting to go. I can ' t tell you that the best thing for you to do would be to continue your education and to wait until you are called. I don ' t believe in telling you that it ' s your duty to go into the army, either. As I see it, the decision must be left entirely to you, as I think that you can be depended upon to choose wisely and to perform whatever duty you undertake faithfully and to the best of your ability. Two weeks later a little family stood in New York ' s Grand Central Station bravely saying their good-byes. The young man had made his decision. Like so many other young Americans of this genera- tion, he was going away to learn to be a soldier. Like so many other )oung men, he was ready to sacrifice everything, his life if necessary, for his family, friends, and country. Just as his father before him had gone away to fight, so was he going; and just as his father had returned unharmed, so might he return unharmed from the horrible clutches of war. FROM THE CLIFF Paul O ' Neil, ' 44 My house is situated on a high bluff, overlook- ing the cruel, proud North Atlantic Ocean. It is midwinter and everthing is covered with snow and ice. As I listen, I can hear the sea crashing against the ice on the shore. The gulls, high above me, are circling and veering in the open. Their pitiful shrieks can be heard the length of the cliff. They hover there above the storm waiting for scraps that the sea may wash in. In the distance a honking is heard. Looking to the North, I see in the distance the wild geese. They come in long, even, V-shaped rows. They are so majestic, it is hard to realize that there are those who would lie in wait to massacre them. But the leader is wary, and he leads his flock far offshore where, riding the crest of swirl- ing waves, they have a safe berth, safe, that is, from the range of the hunter ' s gun. A loud report is heard from the marsh. Mo- ments later a duck is seen flying out of the fen. He is seeking refuge far out in the cold raging ocean. As he flies out, you can hear him calling plaintively for his mate. But he will call in vain. His mate will never stir again. For this time the crafty hunter was rewarded. The hour is growing late and I turn homeward. Before I go, I turn and take one last look at the ocean. It seems to mock me as it comes crash- ing and booming on the rocks beneath. Generations pass, countries are changed. Great men come and go. But the sea always remains. It seems to say, I am eternal, as it comes charg- ing in, crashing, swirling and booming on the barren shore. A TYPICAL AMERICAN Barbara Allen, ' 43 Tom is just an ordinary guy Who ' s working for the LI. S. A.; He answered the call and said goodby Then started on his way. He finished his basic training And then he sailed away, Not knowing where he was going Until that certain day. Now he ' s stationed over there Fighting for folks back home; He knows they ' re waiting somewhere Over the sea of foam. He is a typical American Who has a job to do; And like a thousand other men He will see it through. Someday he ll be back again Back to the land of the free; The world will be at peace then And forever it shall be. » Louie: Say, what becomes of a football player when his eyesight fails him? Curtis: Why, they make a referee out of him. Pat was digging a well and had it down to a considerable depth when he fell in. Pat, Pat, called his wife, looking down, Is it dead you are? No, answered Pat, but I ' m entirely speech- less. American: We ' re becoming too cocky. What we need is a good licking. Englishman: Oh, yes, yes, indeed. American : But there ain ' t nobody can give us one.

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24 Arthur Anderson can be sesn puffing away on their slide trombones; Merilyn Damon adds rhythm at the piano; and Robert Finnie and Skip Fuller bang away on the cymbals and bass drum respectively. Many of our classmates are doing their part for the all-out war effort. Ted Holland, Walter Allen, Roger ZoUin, Mini Flynn, Bill Bates, and Arthur Anderson are air-raid wardens; Skip Fuller, Bob Finnie, and Frank Hall are auxiliary firemen; Joan Condit is a Red Cross canteen worker; and Barbara Johndrow, Mary McCormack, Catherine Peirce, and Mimi Flynn assist at the Red Cross center rolling bandages. As in all classes, we have many classmates who are interested in sports. Jean Cole and Laura May Brown were awarded their varsity letters in hockey; and they were ably supported by Merial Bonney, Katy Duffey, Katherine Whittaker, and Evelyn Vinal of the second team. We mustn ' t forget Gini Helfernan who was a great help as assistant manager. During the basketball season Nancy Davis, Jean Cole, June Goddard, Marilyn Fisher, Merial Bonney, Peggy Devine, Mary Devine, and Katherine Whittaker could be seen either shoot- ing for baskets or guarding their opponents with great skill. Laura Brown had the job of assistant manager and we all agree that she was one of the best. The boys ' basketball team was well represented by Louis Bournazos, Skip Fuller, and Ted Holland; while Bob Finnie held the position of manager. Of course, we all know why we were so suc- cessful on the gridiron last fall, with such players as Skip Fuller, Ted Holland, Louis Bourna- zos, Lyman Preston, Roger Zollin, Raymond Brown, Robert Withem, and Frank Hall. Good playing, fellows! Betty Vickery also helped us on to victory as one of the cheer-leaders. Joan Condit, the devil of devils, held one of the leading parts in Salad Days, the All-School Play, in November. We all remember her as Clementine. How could we forget her? We also remember David Quinlan ' s part as Frank Hammond and Merial Bonney ' s as his daughter, Nancy. Catherine Peirce helped out as prompter and Laura Brown assisted on the costumes. Many of us already have plans for the future. Nursing seems to be the favorite career of most of the girls. Mary Queeney, Peggy Devine, Jean Cole, Marilyn Fisher, Barbara Billings, June Goddard, Merial Bonney, and Laura May Brown all hope to be nurses. We certainly wish them the best of luck! Mary Devine and Gini Heffernan would like to be WAVES ; Frank Hall wants to be a naval aviator; Skip Fuller, a physical ed. teacher; Anne Jarvis and Shirley Huntley, buyers; Mar- guerite Bartlett, a journalist; Catherine Peirce and Mary McCormack, secretaries; and last but not least — Joan Condit wants to be on the stage. But before we can think of the future we first must think of next year, our senior year. That should be our most enjoyable year, and all of us are looking forward to the day when we will be glorified seniors. PIANO PICTURES Nancy Wyman, Grade 8 My fingers go along the keys, Like dipping, tipping boats. While on the way, I like to make A tapestry of notes. I make the pictures in my mind. That others like to hear; 1 often think of all the men That made these pictures near. Tinddll must hate passed bis history test.