Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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25 Yesterday and Tomorrow Janice Tyler, ' 47 IN a very short while we, the class of 1947, arc going to leave the class rooms of Scitu- ate High School and step out into a strange and new future. To some of us, the nearby future means the fin thering of oiu education. To others it means that an immediate step is to be taken up the stairs of independence in the w ay of work or marriage. But to all of us, it means more or less a new life. When we stoj) for a minute and look back at oiu- childhood, it is hard to believe that tliere was a time in our life Avhen a broken toy Avas our greatest care. Those were the days when all we had to do was follow. Oiu- opinions were those of our parents, teachers, and friends. E erything was seen through rose- colored glasses. Life to some of us vas pretty wonderfiU then. It was pretty nice to be as- sin ed of ha ing our tears wiped a vay. It was pretty comforting to have someone kiss a vay the hurt. It was wonderfid to be a part of an era of childhood where Avork and play were one. Yet I ' m sure we all dreamed of and yearned for the day when we would be groAvn up— when we Avould be able to go ahead and do w ' onderfid things in a wonderful Avorld. How - ever, the day of fidfilling our hopes and ambi- tions was a far distant goal yet to be reached. Gradiialh ' we began to suffer from seem- ingly-ne er-ending grooving pains. Too big to play with toys— too young to indulge in adult pleasures— we were a lost and misunderstood generation as we reached the early years of adolescence. Along with these growing pains, though, we were learning to untie the apron strings. SloAvIy but surely we began to be able to distinguish one foot from the other. We were learning the principles by which we must live Avhen we were to take our places as citi- zens in the Avorld of tomorrow. NoAv •e are graduating. We have at last reached the goal dreamed of in days gone by. We are now ready to work toAvards seeing om- hopes and ambitions fulfilled. These ambi- tions ha c probably varied with the passing of time— yet we have reached the goal of being independent. All our dreams will be trans- formed into reality only by honest effort, hard work, and clean play. With the hope that these ideals have been instilled into us deeply, we must go ahead and make a life for our- selves.

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24 C: S 1 Ol H. M. S. I ' lXAFORE First Row: L. Redely, W. Chipman, G. Whorff, G. Mitchell, L. Cciilli. G. Hill. 1). Dwyer, D. Hevwood. R. He) wood. Second Row: V. AVIiorfl, C. Witt, E. jeiinv, A. Arapotf, Mi.ss Gile. C. Holland. L. Meiiitl, R. Tiii ' iiL ' r, G. Higgins. Third Row: H. Bitkfoid, F. Zalcnski. M. Rov, G. Rol)cits, F. Cole. J. Rohinion, F. W hoill. D. Mcl ' herson, P. Goddard. Foi ' RTii Row: J. Nord, L. Sampson, C. Stearns, J. Best, V. Day, M. Kildull. B. Cole. Cast ol Characters for Pinafore Utile lUillctrul) Laura Cerilli lioatswain Donald Heywootl Ralph Rarkstraiu David Dw er Captain Corcoran George Mitchell Dick Dcadeye Wendell Chipman Josephine Louise Reddy Boatswain ' s Mate Robert Heywood Sir Joseph Porter George ' horf Midshipmite Glenn Higgins Midshipniite Francis Whorf Cousin Hebe Gladys Hill Cousins and Aunts Helen Bickford Carole Rol)erts Evehn )eniie Mar Roy Dorothy Mcl ' herson Roxanna l in-ner Lois Merritt jo-i ' atts Priscilla Merritt Charniaine Witt Florence Zalenski Sailors Ann M. Arapoff Joan Kettell Janet Best Jane Nord Barbara Cole Laura Sampson A ' irginia Day Carol Stearns Patricia Goddard Mary Lou Kilduff Constance Holland Fannv AVhorf Dramatics Coach Miss Eleanor Gile ■Music Director Miss Gertrude Reynolds Dance Director Miss Ruth Moulton Senior Class Play On April 18, 1947, a large autlience at Scituate High School auditorium was greatly anuised and pleased by the hit comedy Our Hearts Were Young and Gay, dramatized from the book by Cornelia Otis Skinner and Emily Kimbrough, and performed by mem- bers of the Senior Class. The stars of the play were Annelaine Limper, whom many of you will remember from past plays, taking the part of Cornelia Otis Skinner, and Deb- orah Andrews, a new but definitely delight- ful and pleasing young actress, taking the part of Emily Kimbrough. The leading ladies were supported by a very fine cast, as follows: Steivard Frank Cole Mrs. Skinner Janice Tyler Purser Howard Fettig Otis Skinner ' incent Dunpiiv Stexcardess Gladys Hill Dick Winters Robert De inc Admiral Thomas Brccn Harriet St. John Constance Holland Winifred lilugh Jean Holcomb Leo McEvoy Terence Butler Inspector Nancy AVyman (Continued on Page 36)

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26 Furthermore, the fulfillment of our hopes does not concern us alone. As the citizens and leaders of tomorrow, we must contribute these ambitions to the making of a better world. The problems vhich we read about in the papers today will be the problems which we must help solve tomorro v. The world will be in our hands and must be kept safe for future generations. In this atomic age, the principles we follow will be the deciding fac- tors of whether or not the world is to continue to exist. Life is what we make it— the world is what we make it. Let us all work side by side to make the era of tomorrow one which will be recorded in future history books as a great era of a great generation. Forward Into the Future Alette Dolan, ' 48 THE senior classes leaving high schools all over America are constantly reminded that the destiny of the country is in the hands of its young citizens. Every graduating class feels like a youthful Atlas, carrying the problems of the world upon its shoulders. For all com- mencement addresses and graduation edito- rials ring with the same inevitable expressions, opportimity . . . future responsibilities . . . fate of the world. Do we realize the challenge that is implied? This is indeed a crucial time in the world ' s history. Within the next century civilization may rise to unbelievable peaks, or it can as easily be destroyed. This problem will be ours. We have learned in science class that water at zero degrees centigrade weighs less than water at four degrees centigrade. This is not just another dull fact to be remembered; this is a miracle! It means that ice will float, that no body of water will freeze through to the bottom. Think of the results if our rivers and lakes should freeze solid. Aquatic life would quickly die, and within a few years all life would disappear from the earth. We know that plants breathe carbon dioxide and give off oxygen, and that animals do the opposite —another miracle. If this were not true, our atmosphere would quickly be exhausted. These are only two infinitesimal factors in the miraculously-constructed imiverse in which we live. Some Divine Power has bal- anced each minute phenomenon with its op- posite, to make om- world so perfect that it has thus far survived all perils of destruction. Vc cannot shatter the equilibriinn of these universal scales with our misdeeds. Each ter- rible new weapon that the hmnan brain con- ceives is making oiu balance more precarious. Shall man ' s history upon this earth, indeed the earth itself, crimible into nothing during our lifetime? Or shall the vision of a perfect and lasting peace materialize? The time is fast approaching for our generation to decide. Ve nuist go forward into the fiuure with clear minds and firm hearts. The House of Robert D FOR all of ten years I have been living in a house inhabited by seven ghosts. The house is situated on a large country estate along the Atlantic Coast south of Boston. It is a copy of an Italian villa and was erected by the well-known author, Robert Haven Schauffler. It is surrounded by ex- tensive lawns and fascinating landscape. There exists on the premises, supposedly, a tree representing each and every nation in the temperate zone. There is a large pool adjacent to the house with many statues of pure white marble surrounding it and ac- centing its beauty. From the pool a Avater cascade floAvs continuously through a mag- nificent rock garden. Seven Ghosts vine, ' 47 The interior of the house is as beautiful and extraordinary as the exterior. The rooms are large and spacious with thick, rich oriental rugs covering the entire floor sur- face like fiu ' on the back of a large animal. The avails vere constructed only after a great deal of consideration was given to acoustics; consecpiently, when the large mahogany piano is played, the music resonates pleasantly throughout the entire house and even to the nearer gardens surrounding it. The furni- tiue is unexcelled in beauty and design. Even the pictines on the walls are unusual and enticing. But it is inhabited by ghosts. Although I have never seen the ghosts, I am certain of their existence. I can not say