Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

Page 31 text:

Senior Class History 1 In nineteen thirty-seven, on o worm Sep- tember doy. We goily entered S. H. $., and lo, to our dismay We found our doys were so complex, school life gave us concern! New studies, teochers, rooms and nomes, we thought we'd never learn. From third floor East to ground floor West, whichever woy we turned. The juniors loughed, the seniors scorned, we sophomores were spurned! 2 As doys went by we goined more friends, and soon were lost no more; And though we searched, we couldn't find that elevator door. In early Spring we were of oge to hold our first election; Louise ond Dot, plus John and Vin—we'd mode o good selection. These four were leaders true enough—oil sophomores to admire; They helped to moke our class become the teachers fond desire. 3 At the Soph'more Hop we all come out ; it served os our debut. Our first offoir, o great success, we cheered the Red and Blue. We cast oside our shyness, ond we ban- ished al! our fears; We came to be a happy group—the gay and bright first-years. From then 'till June we tried our best to moke ourselves well known In ev'ry sport and school offoir—to students fine we'd grown. 4 Vocation time and then the fall, ond back we were to work. As Juniors now we knew thot we must not be found to shirk. Election came agoin this year for all who paid their dues, Now Signe took Dot Fox's place—Rosetti, too, was news. Agoin we were united with the purpose to excel; And it's a fact, in every woy, the Junior Class did well. 5 The Players' Club and football squod, the boseball team ond trock. With bosketball and hockey gomes, the Juniors did ottroct. The Portia ond the Webster donee were both o lot of fun. But neither one could e'er surpass the Junior Night to come. Beneath soft lights the jitterbugs to music running wild All jived, ond jumped, and twirled, and bumped, or waltzed to music mild. 6 September, nineteen thirty-nine, began our final year. A larger graduating class had ne'er before been here. Election of class officers—o tense, exciting duty— With Vin and Dot, Louise and Jo combin- ing broins ond beouty. And then came pictures, pins ond rings, ond next our ploy, Stoge Door. Such busy deys thot who could say thot school life wos o bore? 7 Our goy Closs Doy and Senior Prom were long anticipated. Committees planned two glorious times— for June the 7th we woited. The morning sow the ivy planted, in fu- ture years to twine; The evening saw the gym transformed into a ploce divine. And Laughter for the night was King, os classmates gaily mingled; The music made our glad hearts donee. The old walls fairly tingled! 8 Lost scene of all. It is the time of solemn graduation. In cops and gowns ond foces bright, we sit in still formation. With minds intent and eager hearts, and acting so sedate Eoch waits his turn, his prize to get, and then to celebrate! All hail the Closs of 1940! What fun school life has been! And now we join the outside world—our places there to win. Carolyn Rice. Christine Buonopane. 41