Somerset High School - Raider / Memoirs Yearbook (Somerset, MA)

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HISTORY defeated by Swampscott. In February, with the help of Mr. Westcott, we planned Cupid ' s Holiday for Hearts , a Valentine dance where two freshmen, Charles Cloutier and Frances Cadorette, were chosen to reign for the evening as King and Queen of Hearts. An operetta, The Pirates of Penzance was greeted with even more praise than our first had been. A new system of saving money to meet the senior year ' s expnses was in¬ augurated. Termed the Dime-A-Week plan, it consisted of every student paying ten cents each week, whereupon he would receive numerous benefits as he paid, as well as being assured of less worry later on. Soon we became the proud owner of shiny, new class rings which meant as much to us as the Crown Jewels. In June came our wonderful Junior Prom, with a romantic setting designed to carry us to the far shores of some tropical isle. And so another paragraph was written, sweetly scented with memories as precious as our faded corsages. In the summer that followed, a new teen-age club, the Hi-Coeds , was started by the Lions Club, with meetings held Wednesday nights in the high school auditorium. This was the first venture of this sort in Somer¬ set, and proved quite successful. Then, in September, we took up our pens again and began the last chapter of our story. Being hardy veterans of three years, we returnd to school and, with advisor Miss Mason, quietly se lece fedJhose members of our class whom we wished to lead us throughout the final term. These were. President, Edward Simmons; Vice-president, Mary Travers; Secre¬ tary, Delores Moniz; Treasurer, Joe DiSanti; Boy Councillor, Paul Auclair; Girl Councillor, Beverly Mayes. Immediately after our return, we were put in charge of the Acquaintance Social, which we built around the theme of the Little Red School House . Then we settled down to the usual routine of classes, made a little more interesting by the prestige awarded us as seniors. We watched eagerly as our football team battled opposing forces and mourned with them as they ceded the championship to Dighton, after defeating all the other teams, including Case. In the meantime, work was started on the all-important yearbook, MEMOIRS XIII. There was a lot to be done but, for the most part, the tasks were pleasant ones, giving us a chance to get together more often. We had not discovered until then how well we could co-operate with one another and accomplish things on our own. After a glorious Christmas vacation, we began the second half of our last year of school. Time simply flew by from then on, with basketball, then track to keep us busy from the point of view of sports, and studying for those terrifying orals, and making those red-letter decisions that would make or break our future plans. Before we knew it, we were practicing for graduation and our juniors were doing all sorts of mysterious things behind locked doors. All was revealed on the night of their glorious Prom, the last of such social events for the year, outside of the Banquet and Out¬ ing, for our class alone. And, at last, we wrote the finale to our page of memory when we received our diplomas on Graduation Night and, turn¬ ing our backs forever on our high school years, looked confidently into the future.

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CLASS Our first glimpse of the long-awaited high school life came in Septem¬ ber of 1946 when, as an awe-struck group of inexperienced freshmen, we timidly entered these halls of learning and walked down the seemingly endless corridor to our seats at the front of the assembly hall. Feeling the amused glances of the more blase upperclassmen, we tried to focus our attention on Mr. Kilgrew, the principal. For those of us who had graduated from Pottersville Grammar School, this was easy, since he had directed us through our first eight years of school. One comment he made in his speech still remains firmly implanted in our memories: We are beginning a new page of our education and, as yet, it is blank. The writing on the first part of this page is slightly blurred now, but some things we can never forget: Our class officers, elected under our first advisor, Mr. McHugh, who were. President, John Leonard; Vice-presi¬ dent, Jeanne Bienvenue; Secretary, Madlyn Crawford; Treasurer, Joe Mullen; Boy Councillor, Tony Almeida; Girl Councillor, Mary Travers; and our first dance, the Spring Festival , at which time we were advised by Mr. Chown as Mr. McHugh ' had left. In the line of sports, we were proud to see our basketball team win the Narry League championship and go to Boston Gardens. There, unfortunately, we were defeated by Provincetown, but even this calamity detracted little from our happiness. On Thanksgiving, we bowed to Case in the annual Turkey-Day football game, and, for the first time, felt the incomparable thrill which, as we came to realize, always accompanies such a contest. And so our freshman year flew by, filled with an exciting newness from the moment we entered until the very last day when we visited Fort Phoenix and Lincoln Park with the many friends we had made. We returned the fall of the next year and with much more self-assur¬ ance, elected our class officers with the help of our sophomore advisor, Mr. Johnson: President, Edwin Cadorette; Vice-president, Jeanne Bien¬ venue; Secretary, Theresa Parent; Treasurer, Preston Smith; Boy Council¬ lor, Charlie Carpenter; Girl Councillor, Sylvia Greene. We started our year with a bang by winning the Narry League championship, being espe¬ cially glad to see our arch enemy. Case, go down in defeat. This was a good year for sports, as we also won the Class C championship in basket¬ ball at Boston Gardens, and reorganized a track team which competed at the Narry Track League Meet held in Dighton. In January, we spon¬ sored a Winter Carnival , a very gala affair at which Phyllis Walker was crowned Queen. Our dramatic and musical talents were put to the test in a presentation of the operetta Pinafore , directed by Miss Eddy. We closed our second year feeling much more a part of things than we had the year before. Our junior year, perhaps the most important of all, saw many things accomplished, but not, unfortunately, in relation to sports. We were not champions in either football, basketball, or track this year, but our base¬ ball team led the Narry League and played at Fenway P ark, where it was I

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PAUL HENRI AUCLAIR Frenchie Kool Witty, warm-hearted, lots of fun; Paul is a joy to everyone. Class treasurer 11; Boy Coun¬ cillor 12; Le Cercle Francois 11, 12; Round Table 12; MEMOIRS staff 12. RICHARD WARREN BARRAR Dick” Red Red hair so flaming, eyes so blue; Something just happens when he looks at you. Boys ' Chorus 9, 10, 11, 12; Operetta 10, 11; MEMOIRS staff 12; Football 11; Basket¬ ball 9, 10; Baseball 9. JEANNE IRENE BIENVENUE Always quick to lend a hand, no one is more active. And, as busy as she is, few are more attractive. Breeze staff 9, 11, Assist¬ ant editor 12; Le Cercle Fran¬ cois 11, President 12; Vice- president of class 9, 10, 11; Glee Club 9; Pep Squad 10; Cheerleader 11, Co-head 12; Office clerk 12. SYLVIA SUE BLACKLEDGE Capable and talented, her friends will all agree, Yet not too busy to be gay . . . our journalist-to-be. Breeze staff 9, 10, 11, Edi¬ tor 12; Le Cercle Francois 11 , 12 . CHARLES FRANCIS BOTTOMLEY Charlie C.B. Tall and good-looking, so nice to know, Charlie ' s the lad who steals the show. Boys ' Chorus 12; Breeze staff 12; MEMOIRS staff 12; Basketball 10, 12. FLEURETTE LEONA BOUCHARD Flo Tall and stately, smoothly dancing. With a smile that ' s quite entrancing. Glee Club 9, 10, 11, 12; Shorthand Club II ,12; Oper¬ etta 11. 14