Sheffield High School - Sentinel Pines Yearbook (Sheffield, MA)

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1945 Class Prophecy fter ten long years of work I had finally earned for myself a two weeks ' vacation which I had decided to spend in Sheffield, Massachusetts, in hopes of seeing some of my former high school classmates. Not until I was ready to board the plane in Washington D. C. did I discover that our pilot was none other than Beverly Lander, our movie star in The Nutt Family. I noted that she had her husband well in hand, for he was her co-pilot. After seeing her so far from her abode I wondered if others had also strayed from home. After a brief Hello and a word of greeting, we took off, and in what seemed an incredibly short while, we landed at the Pittsfield, Massachusetts, airport. On the train down from Pittsfield a familiar voice sang out the words, Next stop, Lenox! Yes, it was none other than that of Fred Sidelinger. He was in a uniform now, but it was not the Navy blue he had donned when taken from us by Uncle Sam just a month before graduation. I found that he and his wife were living in Sheffield and now had two little Nats. We talked quite a bit and I managed to learn between stations that Marion Moesley would still say, Number, please, when I rang the operator. She had told us that she would be an old maid, but when Si told how Mrs. Fairbrother was crabbing about her absence from work two or three nights a week — well, what do you think about it? When I stepped from the train in Sheffield, I was amazed to see how the town had grown and there, as big as life, stood Gussie ' s Beauty Salon. A sign in the window read, We manicure Wolves as well as Women. I hurried in, partly because I wanted to see Augusta and also because I was disheveled from my trip. Here is where I found out the history of the rest of the class. Beauty parlors are noted gossip centers and — well, you know Gussie, too. The first person she told of was Julia Delmolino, who had always been her closest friend at school. Petite little Julia was a very successful telephone operator also. I won- dered if everyone who rings wishes to speak to another party. My guess is that they want to speak to J-U-L-I-A. I well remembered how Betty Gordon and Ethel Wanger had worked hard to gain their positions in the Veterans ' Administration Building at Washington, D. C. Gussie said that Ethel was now a private secretary there. But, seeing that the war was over, Betty had settled down with Duke, her soldier, to domestic life on Long Island. Hazel Markham was an admirable character, always following the motto: Silence is Golden. She was living on Brush Hill in Sheffield and still drinking her afternoon tea and feeding Josephine and Jacqueline, her devoted chickens. L ' J f

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1945 Statistics In September of 1944, Sheffield High School unrolled its red velvet carpet to welcome fifteen marvelous, stupendous, colossal and dignified Seniors into its Marble Halls. Winifred Kirchner — Winnie is planning to be a secretary and may even go to Wash- ington. Don ' t be surprised if you hear that Winnie has become President Truman ' s private secretary. Good luck, Winnie! Joan Schopp — Joan, who originally hailed from New Rochelle, N. Y., has been our guiding star this year. She also made a hit with our star basketball player. Ruth Stevens — Ruth is an exception to the old saying, Beautiful but dumb. Ruth will make a lot of serious business men ' s hearts beat faster. Their minds should be on their work, Ruth. Mary Small — Mary is our class wit but please forgive her — She ' s only trying to prove that Sheffield should be located in the Corn Belt. Paul Charbonneau — Have you heard that Van Johnson is resigning? AH the bobby- soxers are simply sw-o-o-n crazy since Paul made his debut in The Nutt Family. Brother, what a line! Julia Delmolino — A wee bonnie lass, but remember all good things come in small packages. Augusta Cartinelli — Gussie doesn ' t answer the wolf calls of S.H.S. ' s wolves — her heart belongs to a sailor named Pete. June Conklin — June may not have gotten the title of Class Flirt but she did her share. Wolverines are plentiful this year. Beverly Lander — She ' s tall, dark and cute but what a temper! Who ' s going to be boss, Bev; you or that fella in Navy Blues out at M.I.T.? Fred Sidelinger — Si is going to take to the high seas and see all those places he hasn ' t been studying about. Nat is going to be awfully lonesome, Si. Betty Gordon — Betty is the Duchess of the class, always doing her bit to make the class successful. Her Duke is overseas doing his bit for his country. John Bonn — Our class heart-throb is serving in Uncle Sam ' s Navy — this is probably the cause of increased Wave enlistments. Ethel Wanger — We don ' t know what we would have done without Ethel, she was the official ticket seller at all our dances. You did a swell job, Ethel. Thanks! Hazel Markham — Silence is Golden is Hazel ' s motto and it should make her a suc- cess in the career she chooses. Marion Moesley — Have you been getting the wrong telephone numbers lately? Mose is the new operator and is inclined to come in on the wrong beam. You have now heard of the high ideals of success these immortal creatures strove for and obtained! We sincerely hope that all future classes will do as well. Julia Delmolino Marion Moesley

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1945 = Mary Small, the black eyed wit of the class, was a very much valued stenographer at Lord and Taylor ' s in New York City. Joan Shopp, our class president and the most popular girl at S.H.S., was now a very prominent dress designer and business woman. Her ads reading, Shop at Schopp ' s Dress Shoppee brought customers from all parts of the globe to purchase her unique garments, which ranged from bathing suits to evening dresses. The news that John Bonn had wooed and wed a pretty Irish Rose finally persuaded me to believe the rumor that the Navy does make wolves of all kinds of fellows! The Bonns have settled down in Boston, Massachusetts, where John is a mechanic. Johnny must have won her with his quiet ways for he never was noisy, you know. During the school year it was hard to tell what would become of some of us. I never dreamed that June Gonklin would ever be a Navy Nurse because she seemed to be so frail and almost frightened at the sight of her own shadow. Maybe it gave her courage when she discovered that the wounded sailors liked to have someone small and blonde to flirt with. The next person I heard of was Winnie Kirchner. To my amazement she had be- come the private secretary to the President of the United States. Winnie always did get everything she wanted, as probably you had noticed whenever a good looking soldier entered town! When Paul Charbonneau ' s name was mentioned, I plainly recalled how his chief interests had been farms, cows, and Anne. It seems that Paul ' s greatest dreams had been realized, for he now had Anne and a large dairy farm and catt le ranch in Houston, Texas. When I had gone through the many painful operations a woman will endure to obtain beauty — whether she does or not — and was leaving, I suddenly remembered Ruth Stevens. How could I ever forget the Valedictorian of the class, a person with such a pleasant dis- position! She had married a big executive in the meat-packing industry and, believe it or not, she managed the raising of cattle. With Ruth ' s brains and her husband ' s brawn, they really have something. Just think, too, what a comfort it will be when their two boys, Holstein and Guernsey, grow up. Now that I had found out all I wanted to know about my former classmates of good old S.H.S., I decided to seek reservations at the Sheffield Inn for the two weeks ' stay here, where I might bask in the many happy memories of my high school associations. Winifred Kirchner Hazel Markham Frederick Sidelinger C,5 ' . ■ 1 1