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

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Class Night Program June 14, 1948 Welcome Theodore R. Williams, Jr., President Song — The Little Dustman Girls ' Glee Club Class History Phyllis M. Agar Class Will George G. Cronk Band Selection — Spanish Dance Statistics Shirley Martin Class Prophecy E. Jean Straleau Song — Rally Girls ' Glee Club Senior Celebrities Donald F. Curtiss Class Gifts Phoebe M. Funk Song — Alma Mater (Audience Standing) Address of Welcome On behalf of the Senior Class I would like to welcome you to Class Night . Tonight you will hear our various class parts, such as our Class Will, Prophecy, etc. I wish to take this opportunity to thank you who contributed to our many activities in the past years which made possible our Class Trip, Prom and other things which would have been impossible without your help. I would also like to thank the Faculty, P. T. A. and Board of Education for those helpful little pushes which kept us on our way and which are making possible our graduation. After these presentations I do hope all of you will join us in the audi- torium for round and square dancing to the smooth rhythm of Pop Smith ' s Orchestra. Theodore K. Williams, Jr. Senior Class President

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SHIRLEY MARTIN Shirley As she thinketh in her heart, so she is. P. K. R. Staff 4 Office Duty 3 Dramatic Club 4 Prom Committees 3, 4 Senior Play Staff 4 Class Committees 1, 2, 3, 4 Class Statistics 4 Yearbook Staff 4 Lunch Room 1 Glee Club 3, 4 Shirley ' s sweet disposition and pleasing manner make her well liked by her classmates. She is a sincere friend, a good student and a willing helper. Shirley believes in earning what she gets, and persists in doing any task she undertakes to the very best of her ability. With these outstanding qualities she should go far in the world. Good luck, Shirley, in all your undertakings! E. JEAN STRALEAU Jean It is more blessed to give than to receive. Class Committees 1, 2, 3, 4 Prom Committees 3, 4 The Campbells are Coming 4 P. K. R. Staff 3, 4 Office Duty 2, 3, 4 Senior Play Staff 3 School Pianist 3. 4 Dramatic Club 4 Yearbook Staff 3. 4 Class Prophecy 4 Jean is everyone ' s friend. Her enthusiasm and charm have been great assets to the Senior Class. She is easy to get along with and is always ready to lend a helping hand when there is work to be done. Jean is one of our accompanists f or assemblies and has done much to enliven the atmosphere at Sheffield High. Jean will enroll at Bay Path in the fall. We wish her the best of luck — she deserves it! THEODORE R. WILLIAMS. Jr. Ted A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Montebello High School, Montebello, Calif. 1. 2 Prom Committees 3, 4 Student Council 4 Class Committees 3, 4 Baseball 3, 4 Class President 4 Senior Plav Staff 3 P. K. R. Staff 3, 4 Yearbook Staff 3. 4 Glee Club 3 Traffic Monitor 4 1947 Class Marshall -i The Campbells are Coming 4 Ted ' s wonderful personality and carefree ways have made him many friends at Sheffield High School. He is helpful and reliable, and has done much to make the activities of our class, of which he is the president, successful. We are counting on Ted in whatever field he mav choose.

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Class History Spring is the time of all green and growing things. What a coin- cidence that we Freshmen, in the spring of our life, enter school. It was in the S. H. S. hothouse that we set our roots firmly in the soil, and felt the first pull of the plow. All obstacles were cleared away by those experienced tillers of the soil, Mr. Hartley, Mrs. Leafgreen, Mrs. Shook and Mr. Spriggs. They kept bad weeds, such as Latin, Algebra and French well under control. There were sixteen of us, under the care of our gardeners: Phyllis Agar, Jean Dunham, Phoebe Funk, Betty Markham, Shirley Martin, Jean Straleau, Margaret Winters, Allyn Conklin, George Cronk, Donald Curtiss, Gordon Gibbs, William Hartley, Joseph Greene, Harold Johnson, Richard Klahn, and Martin McGarry. Sophomore summer came upon us before we knew it. We found the skies much bluer and the sun shone warmly upon us. We held our heads high. They were not yet heavy with a gathering of wisdom and did not droop with the weight but our flowers were unfolding, little by little. We were slowly but surely coming out into daylight. As our Sophomore year was drawing to a close, six of our members left the hothouse for cultivation in other fields, while Phyllis Agar, Phoebe Funk, Betty Markham, Shirley Martin, Jean Straleau, Allyn Conklin, George Cronk, Donald Curtiss, Harold Johnson and William Hartley struggled on, longing for the exalted title of Junior . Mrs. Shook left us at the close of this year, turning over the hoe to Mr. Williams. We thought our foliage very brilliant in our Junior year; the little seeds of Freshmen year, who had budded as Sophomores, now. had develop- ed toward fruition of all our dreams, hopes and efforts. At the middle of our Junior year, Mr. Hartley, seeing his crop growing smaller imported a new member from California. This was Theodore Williams, Jr., whom we gladly welcomed as one of us. After more cultivation and fall planting, Phyllis Agar, George Cronk, Donald Curtiss, Phoebe Funk, William Hartley, Betty Markham, Shirley Martin, Jean Straleau and Theodore Williams, Jr. were ready to receive the final test. Meantime Mr. Spriggs left us for bigger gardening and Mr. Martin took over his task, but only for a short time. He became very sunburned, so he turned his cultivator over to Mr. McCann. Now is the time of harvest, our fruit is gathered and stored away within our memories and with all the wisdom of the past upon our heads we welcome the approach of spring. The seeds of our new lives are stored away, ready, for the call of coming spring, to put forth our new shoots and push ahead into the new world. Now we, Phyllis Agar, George Cronk, Donald Curtiss, Phoebe Funk, William Hartley, Betty Markham, Shirley Martin, Jean Straleau, and Theodore Williams, Jr. stand at the end of our course. It seems a sadder time than we expected. The world out side is cold. But we are looking forward to tomorrow when we will enter into the spring of Life ' s School. Phyllis M. Agar