Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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REAL GONE ATOLL CHARLES BROPHY '55 I was four hours out of Honolulu, flying at about 15,000 feet when my arms got tired. After three weeks of drifting, lying semi- conscious, I felt my raft being lifted by the breakers and finaly touching the firmness of a tiny atoll. I crawled out of the raft, half mad with thirst and hunger, and staggered up to a coconut tree. Finding a coconut, I was trying to break it open when I heard someone hum- ming a melody which sounded like “Cherry Pie.” I blinked my eyes, and what I saw astounded me. A real gone native wearing a pegged loin cloth, was standing over me with a spear poised in his hand. It seemed to me that he was debating whether or not to kill me. Just as he raised his spear in advance of plunging it into my breast, I feebly pointed to my belt loop on which a Sid Button was hanging. When he saw it the native kissed me like a long lost friend, and shouting, “I dig you the most,” ran off into the jungle. Soon he re- turned with a dozen other natives wearing roll collar shirts, suede sandals, and side- burns. Placing me tenderly on a litter, my new found friends took me to their village. The headman, who looked suspiciously like Joe Donnaruma, said, “Slip me some skin, Daddy 0.” I passed out, but not before mur- muring, “Man, you’re real nervous.” When I awoke, I was lying on a couch and was being fanned by two beautiful native girls. Two others were feeding me grapes. I put up with this as best I could. Not many days later, the king visited me and made it clear that if I wished to live I must do a most important favor for him. It seems that he had seen “The Wild One” and had the complete outfit except for the cap. With great ceremony, I presented him my cap complete with chrome goodies and a leather thong. The king, greatly pleased with this, promised to grant me any favor; I asked only to go home. Sadly he acquiesced and gave me a sailing canoe and supplies. As I left, the whole populace turned out and sang “Sweetness.” After many days of sailing, a tramp steamer picked me up and I landed back in the States. Well, that’s my story, Doc. Hey! You ain’t gonna’ put me back in there again! Take this straitjacket off! THE SECOND MAN (Continued from page 8) a triphammer and his legs were like those of a deer for he tried to stay near Abe, who was a few feet in front of him. With one final burst of speed Bill darted across the finish line and loked to see where Bob Calas was. To his amazement he saw that he had beaten Bob. The Grotonsville rooters were in wild tu- mult for they had won the meet! William Anthony had a warm feeling of pride that day, for he realized that the second man is an important man. Nine

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A VARSITY MAN Pat Flaherty ’50 Would Jack be disappointed ? This question was on Mr. Anthony’s mind when the porch door slammed. Jack deposited his football equipment on the dining room floor. Well, that was the answer. Jack was disappointed. Right away Mr. Anthony began reason- ing with him, “So what, if you didn’t play today, son. There are other games.” “That’s right, Dad,” replied Jack care- lessly, trying to conceal his sorrow. But Dad knew from Jack’s hollow reply that he wasn’t thinking of future games. It was today’s game that counted today. Just then Mom entered and announced din- ner: “Come on you All American! Wash up, and get your dinner.” “O.K.,” answered Jack, trying to cheer up. After dinner Jack went up to his room to lie down. It was a funny feeling to be a part of the team and not contribute to its support. Only another football player under the same circumstances could actually know how Jack felt. Well, so ended the somber Saturday. Next Saturday came and with it another football game. Jack’s team, Maltonvill High football game. Jack’s team, Maltonville High Maltonville Cathedral. A large crowd ap- peared to cheer both teams. It was a big game! In the third period when Maltonville High was leading 6-0, Coach Henderson sent Jack in. Oh! the thrill, the pang at the heart, and the chills of excitement that passed through him, before he got on the field. He was ac- tualy playing for the varsity! In three minutes Jack was on the bench again. But that didn’t matter. He had played! That Saturday when his team won 8-0, Jack felt like a hero. The hero himself sould not possibly have felt better than Jack. Mr. Anthony was worried. Jack had played, but only three minutes. Would he be dis- appointed ? His answer came soon enough when Jack boomed in with, “We won!” There was Mr. Anthony’s lesson for the day, being taught by his own son. It really doesn’t matter how long or how well you play, as long as you try your best when you get your chance! THE SECOND MAN Edward Sulesky ’55 This was William Anthony’s second year at Grotonsville High School. Since he was not carrying enough points to get promoted into the senior year, Bill decided to make up the extra points by joining an extra activity. He chose the track team. When Bill first went out for track he thought that it would be an easy way to make up those extra points but he soon learned that it was a very difficult sport. Everyday he practiced with the other members of the team for a few hours but he ran in only a half hearted manner. The coach would yell, “Speed up, Bill. Don’t lag behind!” After a month of so, track found its way into Bill’s blood. He began to practice much harder than he ever did. In a short time he began to notice that he was steadily improv- ing. The coach noticed this too and rated him as the second fastest man on the team. The one man Bill couldn’t beat was Abe Alswell, who seemed to be a born runner. Every advancement Bill made ip track was due to hard work, but every advancement Abe made was due to his natural ability. Bill’s event was the fifty yard dash and he did fairly well in it. He came in second most of the time, losing only to Abe Alswell. The biggest track event of the year was here, the meet between Grotonsville High and their rival Springwood High. All the other events, except the fifty yard dash, were run off with the two high schools battling all the way. The score was Grotonsville High 25 and Springwood High 30. Springwood High needed a second place in the fifty yard dash to win the meet and they were pretty sure of getting it with their dash man, Bob Calas. Grotonsville knew that Abe could take first place, but did Bill have chance against Bob Calas? This time the race depended on the second man, not the first. The runners crouched, the gun went off and the runners darted to their feet like a bullet, straight and fast. Bill’s heart was like (Continued on page 9) Eight

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The social season at S.H.S. opened tradition- ally with the Student Council Dance on Oc- tober 22. Hal Ross and his band were there to supply the music and helped to make the dance the success that it was. Traditionally, the football team was honored at this first dance. Cheers for the coach, team, and co- captains were led by Mary Lou Pacific, Ginny Smithers and Dotty Bernicchi. MOVIES FOR MODERNS On September 25 the Radiator reviewing committee were received at the Kenmore Theatre, to see the Alec Guiness production —“Stratford Adventure. This fine true story shows the struggle of a dream of bring- ing Shakespeare’s art to a small town in Can- ada into reality. How it is finally accom- plished, with the able direction of Guiness, is a thrilling picture. Canada’s beautiful scen- ery is well shown, also, adding to the pic- ture’s charm. The companion picture—Terena Rattigan’s “The Final Test’’ is a rollicking and some- times touching comedy of a young boy’s ad- miration for a playwright, played to per- fection by Robert Morley, and his cricket- playing father. A light view of the English cricket followers is taken, and the picture is certainly highly enjoyable. The annual Hallowe’en Hop, on October 29, sponsored by the Players’ Club was a big success, both socially and financially. Have any of the faces you’ve seen cn your TV screen lately seemed familiar? Perhaps they were, for members of the Players’ Club ap- peared on WTAO-TV on October 25. They held a mock meeting and decided on the cast for their play. “Cheaper by the Dozen” is the play chosen for the annual Harriet M. Bell scholarship play to be held December 10. The proceeds of this play will be used to help a worthy senior in higher education. The cast chosen includes: Herbert Bourne Mr. GilbreLh Margery Barett Mrs. Gilbreth Frances Accorto Ann, the oldest daughter Ann MacLeod Ernstein, the ‘next’ daughter Robert Couture Frank, the oldest boy John Knight The cheerleader Raymond Ogonowsky, Larry, Ann’s boyfriend Mr Berra and Mr. Jones, who will be the faculty advisors, are making plans with the Somerville Kiwanis Club for the establish- ment of a Key Club here at Somerville High School. This will be a Junior Kiwanis Club— a club whose purpose is service; service to the school and community. Membership is open to all boys interested in this type of club, the first Key Club in the history of Som- erville High. Watch the bulletin for notices. Did you know about the new Aeronautics Club? The purpose of this club, as stated in the preamble to their constitution is “to gen- erate a better knowledge of the Aviation World for those who are interested in this science. This club will strive to introduce the importance of Aviation and the effects it has had on everyday life.” Films from the Army as well as slides about aviation have been and will continue to be shown. Field trips and speakers are Ten