Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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 'lt IH TI P WITH IIOXOII Girls ALBERTI. RITA BAUMEISTER. MARJORIE BERRY, BEATRICE BOLT, ANNA BUCHAN. MARTHA BURKE, RITA CAIZZI, ISABEL CALEY, BARBARA CAMERON, AGNES CAMPBELL, BARBARA CHMIELEWSKI, AUGUSTA CHRISTOPHER, AUGUSTA CRAIG. LORRAINE CRISPIN, NANCY CROWELL, RUTH CUSICK, DELMA DAVENPORT. RUTH DAVIDSON, MARY DAY, ETHEL DEAN, ELEANOR DeINNOCENTIS, ROSANNA DeSTEPHANO, HELEN DIONNE. DOREEN EKSTROM, EIVOR FARRELL, ANNIE FORRESTALL, MARIE FOUNTAS, BESSIE GALLERANI, IRENE GOODWIN, SHIRLEY GORDON. DOROTHY GRACIO, MARIE GUMUSHIAN, LUCILLE HART, LOUISE JAMES. MADELINE JELLIS, CLOVER KALIS. FLORENCE KINGSTON, MARTHA L. LANE. BARBARA LAUZON, ALICE LIEBERMAN, BERNICE LINDSAY. CELIA LORD, HELEN LYNCH, EILEEN MARGESON, MINNIE MARINO, THERESA McCarthy, bernice McNEILL, HELEN MELLOR DOROTHY MINEAR, GRACE NELSON, ALICE NORMAN, INGRID PUGATCH, CHARLOTTE RAMSDELL, ELINOR REARDON. ELIZABETH L REGO, MARY RIGOPOULOS, GEORGIA ROSS, PHYLLIS SARTORI. TERESA SCALINGI, NORMA SCHICK, MABELLE SCOTT, VIRGINIA SHERMAN, MARY SLOANE, SHIRLEY SMITH, GRACE TREMBLAY, LILLIAN TSOTSI, VIRGINIA TUTELA, LOUISE WHITFIELD, JUNE WILLIAMS, MARJORIE WOHR, RUTH J. ZELLARS. EVANGELINE Boys AHERN. JOHN L. BORGATTI, JOSEPH CONLEY, JAMES N. DcTHOMASIS, GUIDO EAGLES. DONALD GOLDSTEIN, NORMAN GOLDTHWAITE, ROBERT GREENLAW, ALDEN HEALEY. ROBERT HENDERSON, GEORGE INNIS, LESLIE JOHNSTON, EDWARD LANG, PAUL A. NARDONE, LOUIS J. NARDINI, ROBERT PATALANO. JOHN P. SULLIVAN, WILLIAM TASH, NICHOLAS THIBODEAU, ERNEST WELDON, JOHN WILLIAMS, RALPH

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SIMOK IIISTOIC Y CLASS On September 5, 1938, we, the closs of 1941 took our traditionol places os Sophomores. Our first main event was the election of the Executive Committee, namely, Eugene Nash, Ruth Mitchell, Ruth Davenport, and Manual Rcgo. Then came the Sophomore Hop, a most cherished memory of our first year in S. H. S. The end of our Sophomore year found us a gay and happy group, known to all in sports and socials. Time marches on! Vacotion time wos over, and we were back to work, os esteemed Juniors. Election time rolled around once again, ond the following were elected to office: Manual Rego, President; Ruth Mitchell, Vice-President; Theresa Hunt, Secretary; Walter Olson, Treasurer. In clubs, sports, music departments, ond donees found the Juniors loyal supporters, as well as members. Then come Junior Night, a great success, thanks to our loyal Junior Night Committee: Eugene Nosh, Shirley Goodwin, Phyllis Berry, Geraldine Oliphant, and Burton Davis. Once again June rolled round and it wos vocation. September, 1940 and our final year in S. H. S. had arrived. Election of officers, on honor indeed, bestowed upon the following: Eugene Nosh, President; Phyllis Berry, Vice- President; Theresa Hunt, Secretary; Burton Davis, Treasurer. A busy life for us Seniors then ensued; pictures, rings, pins, our Senior Play, What a Life, and our scholarship ploy, Seven Keys to Baldpate. Our goy Class Day and Senior Prom, carefully planned by the Committees were next in our busy lives. Graduation night, and the end of our days with the Red and Blue.

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TOW A III! A MORE PERFECT LIFE CLASS ORATION, 1941 By Edward Boyson Here we arc assembled perhaps for the last time. It is a momentous hour for us who are obout to enter the threshold of another life different from that which we hove hitherto known. Some of us will continue in the quiet, pleasant path of acodemic learning and study. But most of us in a short while, a few years at most, will undertake the grove, enriching, but now imperceptible responsibilities of life. We shall be seeking out positions — jobs thot will ossure us a reasonable living wage — a guarantee of economic security thot will enable us to assume the normal functions ond ful- fill the manifold duties of the good citizen. Naturally, like the many graduating classes before us ond those that will follow, we are at this time enthusiastically expectant regarding the future ond our place in it. Our minds are filled with soaring ambitions; our hearts are ingrained with lofty idcolism. This ambition — to accomplish, to do things — to make ourselves economically useful and this idealism — we must never let die. For these are the real, basic qualities which the world is sadly locking. These ore the musts, which are vitally necessary for an accom- plishment of any note. This power of ambition and this cleansing flame of idealism must go hand in hand. The two are inseparable, for ambition without idealism transforms a humon being into a callous, unjust, tyrant, whether in the field of economy, the realm of government, or even in the com- mon actions of everyday life. Idealism, on the other hand, without ambition, makes a man a useless dreamer. But the demand for the practical, ambitious dreamer, however, is great. The Pasteurs, the Edisons, the Jeffersons, and the Lincolns of other ages are inspiring examples of dreamers who went out. mode their dreams materialize, not bv accident or chance, but because of good, hard work. Perfection, therefore, or nenr perfection constitutes the proper blending of idealism and ambition. But we must remember that merely becouse we ore ambitious ond idcolistic does not necessarily insure immediate success. For the road to glory as has been well soid, Is stormy, Iona and lonelv. beset with many discouronemcnts, sorrows and tears. It Is quite proboble thot those of us who hove the most mettle, the willingness to work, and the strenath to bear adversity will get both fhe temoorol ond soiritual rewards in this life. Here in America we may be both ombifious ond idealistic. For it is only here that we may pursue our own goals and even phantasies — if we wish. It is only here that we need not depend on the whims ond caprice of absolute rulers for our sociol and financial advance- ment. It is only here thot we can reasonably expect a reword for ambition and idealism. Briefly and simply, the embodiment of opportunity — the chance to become economically secure and the extension of the greatest scope of individual freedom of action, to say what you will — ond to go where you will — ond to do what you will, so long as the exercising of these rights does not encroach or abridge the similor rights of others, is manifested here in our land. To strive to maintain and perpetuate our civil liberties as we know them from our study of the American Constitution, ond more especially the amendments thereto is most assuredly holding high the torch of a lofty ideal. But even in times such as these when civil liberties have risen to new importance and new value, we must bear in mind that these seemingly priceless liberties ore but a sham and a cheat to any man with on empty stomach, without shelter ond unclad. If a man finds him- self without opportunity to obtain a reasonably secure livelihood to keep his body ond soul, what core he for civil liberties or more aptly, what to him the swing of Pleiodes, the magic of music, or the beauty of noture. It is for us, fellow elossmates, to see thot these unfortunates arc given renewed hope in their abilities ond capacities. It is for us, fellow classmates, to see thot our notion, to avoid the chaos so prevalent in Europe, moves everlastingly on o pro- gressive rood toward a goal of perfection — the more perfect state and more specifically, the more perfect democracy. Briefly, we should moke democracy work — we should demonstrate its unlimited capac- ity to grow ond develop — so well in America thot it will be os a shining light for the vanquished ond hopeful of all notions. This is the challenge which has been given to gen- eration after generation. Some hove vainly endeavored to meet it, and others hove simply ignored it. It is our challenge. I wonder how posterity will record our offorts in behalf of this longstanding, but ever increasingly difficult problem. In the words of Nathalia Crane: You may not chooso your battlefields. The gods do thot for you, But you can plant a stondord Where a standard never flew. And thot, fellow classmates, parents, guests, and fellow Americans, is exactly what we must do. We must plont a stondord on a lonely, forsaken battlefield, corry it forward against overwhelming odds, recruit from the unwilling, and storm the citodel of difficulty, and then the world will inaugurate a new cro of harmony ond prosperity because a few have sacrificed. % A