Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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CLASS OF 1954 SCHOLARSHIPS, PRIZES. AWARDS 1. The Harriet M. Bell Scholarships: Angela Al- bano, Edna Allen, Robert Clotty. William Crotty, Vincent DeAngelis. 2. The Somerville Teachers’ Club Scholarships: Marietta Camelio, Marie Campisano, Jacquelynne McLucas, Harold Lynde. 3. The Somerville Schoolmen’s Scholarship: An- thony Fedele. 4. Somerville High School Music Department Schol- arships: Anna Kiladis, Robert McEvoy, John Murray. 5. Portia Debating Society Scholarship: Tilia Fan- tasia. 6. Washington and Franklin Medal: Ronald Ghira della. 7. Prize—I). S. History—Non-Preparatory Course: Robert Troy. 8. A. Marguerite Browne French Award: Anna Kiladis. 9. Sarah Fox Latin Prize: Doris Ells. 10. Irene E. Kenney Chemistry Prize: Patrick Sciaraffa. 11. Art Club Award: Angela Albano. 12. Players’ Club Award: Frank Calia. 13. Arthur A. Smith Medals: Elizabeth Short, An- thony Fedele. 14. John M. Lynch, Jr., Trophy: Ira Stepanian. 15. Bob Osgood Memorial Trophy: Harvey Mills. 16. The Moynihan Cup: Ronald Paiva. 17. Harvard College Scholarship: Patrick Sciaraffa. 18. Northeastern University Scholarship: Elwood Shields. 19. American Baptist Convention Scholarship: Lois Crocker. 20. Old Powder House Club of Somerville Scholar- ship: Lois Crocker. 21. Assumption Greek-Orthodox Church Scholar- ships: Anna Kiladis, George Couloriotes. 22. Daughters of the American Revolution Certifi- cate: Tilia Fantasia. 23. Bouve-Boston School at Tufts College Scholar- ship: Tilia Fantasia. 24. Boston University General Scholarship: Tilia Fantasia. 25. Allis-Chalmers Corp. Scholarship: Tilia Fantasia. 26. Boston Globe—Journalism Citation and Scholar- ship: Anthony Fedele. 27. Junior Division—Sons of Italy—Grand Lodge of Mass. — Citation and Scholarshij : Anthony Fedele. 28. James A. Logan Post No. 6800, V.F.W., Citation and Scholarship: Anthony Fedele. 29. Boston College Club of Somerville, an Award: Anthony Fedele. 30. Boston University General Scholarship: James Forte. 31. Boston University General Scholarship: Anna Kiladis. 32. Elsie R. Ericson Scholarship: Harold Lynde. 33. Massachusetts Osteopathic Hospital — Nursing Scholarship: Beverly MacKillop. 34. Lions Cup: Philip Reavis. 35. Class of 1928—Somerville High School—Gift: Elizabeth Short. 36. American Legion Trophy — Post No. 19: Philip Reavis. 37. Boston College Alumni Scholarship: John Murray. OFF THE RECORD Elaine Kotell ’56 “What the heck is the Mambo?” This quotation has been heard quite fre- quently now as the latest tpye of song from Latin America has swept the nation. The people asking this question are either those who are singing the new recording by Vaughn Monroe, “They Were Doing the Mambo ' or those who just aren't up to the latest standards in music. Perry Como's “Pappa Loves Mambo” is also going over very well as far as record sales are concerned. It is very catchy, and, of course, Perry adds his own glamour and charm to make it a smash hit. They even have Rudolph doing the Mambo with the new record “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Mambo.” Along with the mambo, various other songs with different rhythms are becoming pop- ular. Sarah Vaughn and “Make Yourself Comfortable” is really coming up the ladder. Eddie Fisher is keeping in the headlines again with his latest song, “If I Ever Needed You.” It has sold about five thousand records so far, and this number is increasing steadily. Eddie plans to star in a new musical with the future “Mrs. Fisher,” Debbie Reynolds. “Mobile” by Julius La Rosa, is heard quite often on the best Disc Jockey shows. It is a cute, catchy tune in which Julie sounds very much like Frank Sinatra. Speaking of Frank Sinatra, his latest record “The Christmas Waltz,” a new and very beautiful song, is one of the first Christmas songs to be played this season. The Four Aces with their rendition of “It’s A Woman’s World,” are giving out with their best, which is very good! Archie Bleyer and his band have the top recording of “The Bandit.” Eighteen

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DONALD ALLARD 55 If someone were to ask you for your opin- ion of the best all-round athlete at the high school, probably one of the first names to come to your mind would be that of Don Allard. This handsome 61 senior has hazel eyes and blond hair, and he is the star quarterback of the football team and co-cap- tain of our basketball team. When it comes to food, Don isn’t hard to please. He has no particular favorites, just so long as its edible. Girls! If you are about 5 3 , with blond hair and blue eyes, quiet, and if you have a pleasing personality, you could be Don’s dream girl. It isn’t hard to guess that sports are Don’s first love. Besides football and basketball, Don likes to swim and play pool. And, believe it or not, Don finds some time to listen to music. His favorite song is “Skokian” by the Four Lads. His favorite singers are Don Car- roll and Theresa Brewer. When asked about his most embarrassing moment, Don said he didn’t have any, until he was interviewed by the Radiator. (What was embarrassing about that, Don?) When Don is around keep your voices down to a low murmur, because his pet peeve is noisy people. Don claims that he has no definite plans for the future, but we’re sure that you will agree with us when we say that with his wonderful personality and athletic ability he will always be on top! ELAINE SHEPHERD ’55 Bif-bam! Here comes the band; and who is that snappy drum-majorette leading them on to the field? Why that’s Elaine Shepherd, of of course! As a Sophomore, 5'6 hazel eyed Elaine was the second leader of the drum-majorettes, but for the past two years she has been the captain, and leader in all they do. Perhaps you have seen this pretty senior in the Glee Club or in last year’s talent night, where she danced and twirled. This Iota Gamma gal is also on Junior Night Com- mittee. Elaine’s “dream man” should be: 1. 6' tall or over. 2. Brunet, brown (wavy hair). 3. Rugged (Athletes preferred, but not necessary). If you met these requirements and like to to dance too, you can join the line outside 245. Beware—silly boys annoy her! When this smiling senior isn’t having too much trouble with a trig problem, she just relaxes to the music of Stan Kenton and a big dish of ice cream. For three years now, Elaine has strutted her stuff and twirled her way into the hearts of many. In a year or two, we will most like- ly see her again, twirling for the University of Massachusetts. We all wish you luck, Elaine, and we know that you will be a success in whatever you do. Seventeen

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Pnet’s I'.mnm THE DUEL Bob Carlton ’55 The flaming sun sets slowly, Under lazy western skies. As slender shadows lace the ground, The tension starts to rise. For, the sheriff and the outlaw, Each with his own renown, Are meeting here to have it out, In noisy ’Frisco Town. At each end of the street they stand, Each grimly sets his jaw, The frightened townsfolk watch in fear; Then suddenly they draw! The sheriff’s bullet finds its mark— His foe is badly hurt, He staggers, stumbles, crumples, Pitches forward in the dirt! The duel is now concluded, No longer sixguns roar. Peace reigns supreme throughout the town, The Law wins out once more! SUNSET Roberta Grant ’55 The sun sank lower in the West; The evening star came out; A purple cloud, gold-fringed, swam near; A whippoorwill sang softly in the woods; A deer sprang through the bogs in twilight shade; A fish leaped in the pond; a dog barked once; And darkness covered all. THE LAST VOYAGE Ronald Baptiste ’56 The helmsman tightly gripped the wheel, one dark and stormy night. Upon his shoulders rested the safety of the crew. His eyes were fixed ahead; he peered not left nor right. He had to watch the driving sea, with vigil ever true. The ship swayed to and fro, falt’ring on each waves’ crest. He grasped the wheel more firmly then; his stature was erect But wind and rain obscured his view; The sails whined in distress. A looming reef! a deafening crash! That dreadful night a ship was wrecked. THE WEARY PEN Beverly Conn ’55 Little pen, you are tired. You have plied far too long. Your strokes are uncertain now, And your point has splayed In a most undignified manner. Lay thee down, weary little pen, Lay thee down to thy rest, And I shall go to mine. FALL Beverly Conn ’55 A gust of wind Stirs among the treetops; A rusty leaf In its downward descent Momentarily matches The ruddy face of a child On his way to school. Swiftly, The breeze sweeps the lonely leaf After the child And swirls it playfully About his feet. With a sprightly skip, The child is gone, And the breeze Sadly drops its small burden To the ground. The street again Is quiet. Nineteen