Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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Laura Slocomb ’57 During the summer there seemed to be a rise in novelty tunes and the trend followed into the fall season. Currently successful are Leroy Van Dyke’s “The Auctioneer,” “The Middle of the House” by Vaughn Monroe, and the hilarious “On Trial,” a combination of recent discs, by Buchanan and Goodman in answer to their first controversial recording of “Flying Saucers.” Likewise included in this group are Sunny James’ “The Cat Came Back,” a disc with a terrific beat plus catchy lyrics, and equally as swinging “Green Door” by Jim Lowe. When it comes to pop hits, the ever popu- lar Perry Como sings as well as ever on his latest record “Chincherinchee” and the ro- mantic “Moonlight Love,” a vocal version of Debussy’s “Claire de Lune. “Throw Mama From the Train, A Kiss, A Kiss,” backed by the song for aspiring Latin students, “Learning My Latin” is Patti Page’s recent contribution to the musical world. “Lover” must be Frank Sinatra’s key- word to success. Not only is his “Jealous Lover” headed up the road to the million mark, but his album “Songs for Swing- Lovers” is doing excellently saleswise. Approximately four years ago, Frankie Laine had a tremendous smash hit with “High Noon.” Having released “Moonlight Gambler,” Frankie’s latest effort, his studio is hoping again for success with a song in the same category as the former. Certainly Mr. Laine’s winning personality and smooth style merit him another winner in the World of Discs. After more years than he would probably care to admit, Bing Crosby, with the assist- ance of Grace Kelly (Princess Grace, if you prefer), has established a hit. Taken di- rectly from the sound track of “High So- ciety,” “True Love” is just about the most beautiful ballad on the Hit Parade. How can we forget “Tweedle Dee,” a record originally made by Lavern Baker, but later made popular by her competitor Georgia Gibbs? Well, the two gals have done it again. Less than a month ago Lavern re- corded “Tra-La-La,” and already Georgia has covered it. Both have their own distinct qual- ities, leaving the choice entirely to the listener himself. “If you enjoyed “Tonight You Belong To Me” by Patience and Prudence, their newest, “Got Along Without You Before I Met You,” with “The Money Tree” on the reverse, a tune also recorded by Margaret Whiting, will strike you with the same effect. In the area of vocal groups, we find the Ames Brothers harmonizing on “The Game of Love” and the Four Voices crooning “The Ties That Bind,” both very pleasing melodies. The Mills Brothers have taken a tune, previously done by Lavern Baker and Dottie Collins, “That’s All I need,” for their future hit. For those who prefer their music with a dose of jazz, Chris Connors lulls a very tan- talizing “I Miss You So.” Even for those who don’t especially appreciate jazz, “The Silent Treatment,” by Ella Fitzgerald and “Now You Know” by the Four Freshmen, a de- serving group finally being accepted on a nationwide musical basis, afford much list- ening pleasure. Teddi King, a local song- stress, who has always been recognized in this field, has turned to a more pop recording on her “Married, I Can Always Get.” One of the biggest surprises on the musical merry-go-round is Guy Mitchell’s “Singing the Blues.” Although Guy hasn’t had a hit in the past few years he surely will experi- (Turn to page 32) Twenty-fiy

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WINTER NIGHT Marjorie Howe ’58 Night was awakening. Slowly a web of glittering stars began to stretch across the endless blue-black sky. Gray, scuddy clouds scarcely paused in their frolic to peer down upon the dark, shadowed earth. The earth below, slept peacefully to the incessant hum- ming of the chill, wintry wind. All was calm. Alas! The wind suddenly rose to a chal- lenging fury. The blue-black sky turned a soft smoke-pearl velvet; snow was carried to the earth and swirled about by the icy blasts of the wind. Night was busy. Morning found the earth adorned in white splendor. Beaming in a sky of clear blue, the merry sun poured forth her magical rays. Earth was now a glistening wonderland. Night had retired for the day.. WHERE THERE’S SMOKE (Continued from page 11) “fira box” and he pulled the little handle with alacrity. There were only five fireboxes in Dunster, since it was a small town, but each of these was in its own sector. The fire house was in sector one, and the helpful Mr. Marzone was in sector five. When the alarm rang, the firemen jumped into action. “Come on,” said the mayor to the state chief, “and watch the fun.” At that moment Mulcahey ran down the stairs coughing and screaming “Fire4” “We know!” yelled the chief. “Shut up and get in the truck!” There was a good deal of noise by then, and Mulcahey’s reply was lost in the thun- der. By that time the chief was looking at him, though, he felt that he had better fol- low orders. He jumped into the driver’s seat. “Sector five,” shouted the chief. Mulcahy released the brake and gunned the motor. Unfortunately he had neglected to put it in gear. The engine began to roll backwards. He tried to shift and stalled, but he managed to get out of the fire house as the other trucks disappeared around the corner. Mr. Marzone heard the sirens and ex- citedly pondered his chances of getting his name in the town paper . . . and the fire in the tower smoked away. There was a good deal of consternation when the chief found out that the fire wasn’t in sector five. The state chief, who happened to have his stop watch with him, said the department actually broke the record in get- ting back to the fire house and extinguishing ing the fire, which was mostly smoke. The next week the Dunster Fire Depart- ment swept the competition, but the rest of the state was too busy laughing to be very much impressed. THE FIRST SNOWFALL Louise Price ’58 Silently, lazily, down it falls—pure and soft and white; Gently enfolding, caressing, hiding—a glorious, heavenly sight! Falling upon the treetops, sparkling on every limb. Like myriads of tiny diamonds, unmoved by the whispering wind . . . Clothing the distant moutains in pure, white majesty; Filling the meadows with whiteness—touching every tree; Bits of magic from heaven above, bringing joy and mirth— A beautiful snowfall sent by God to cover the cold, barren earth. Arraying each tree in a garment so pure—touched by no one but God, Enfolding the graves of the unknown dead, lying beneath the sod . . . Silently, lazily, down it falls—pure and soft and white Gently enfolding, caressing, hiding—a glorious, heavenly sight! Twenty-four

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It looks as if we merry (but occasionally mischievous) mouseketeers have finally reached our senior year. Should you be searching for autographs of prominent mouseketeers, you'd better scurry along and join the parade to number 254 Disneyland. Your timing will have to be perfect if you're seeking Carol Fields in her spare(?) time. This active senior is not only editor-in- chief of the Radiator, but also secretary of Portia, and still succeeds in maintaining max credit each quarter. Tell us how you do it, Carol. National Honor is well represented by our homeroom, with Paul Schaefer, president, and Anthony DiSarcina, treasurer, plus nine others who are members of the society. Then we have Pogo-loving Herb Weene, business manager of our illustrious maga- zine and treasurer of Webster, as well as our homeroom proctor. We mustn’t forget to mention that Judy Tarentino is Art Club president and also art editor of the Radiator. With such vigorous supporters as Roz Per- rone, Debby Mabel, Janet Layte, Judy How- ard, Laura Slocomb, Frank Driscoll, Herb Cunha, Paul Anderson, Butch Giordano, and Dave Squires, how can the numerous SHS activities go wrong? Doris Dillman, co-proctor, does her best in collecting funds from a rather money-lacking (a gross understatement) group. On the football squad we find Bob Farrell, with Regina Cole, our vivacious cheerleader, cheering the grid team, unfortunately not to victory. In the college division, trig seems to give the most trouble while Annis Crawford, Alda Andrade, Virginia Fundelikian, and Joan De Costa are always searching for civic and eco- nomic problems. The teacher seems to have difficulty in deciding whether Buddy Elwin is talking, chewing gum, or just impatient for dis- missal. Maybe our southern belle, Georgette Mor- rison, will teach us how to mumble correctly, “sho’ nough,” if we teach her how to say “park the car in Harvard yard.” Room 241 is exceptionally proud of its peppy cheerleader, Roberta Carlson, who has lent her moral support to the Red and Blue football team. Royal Palace 247 has announced a procla- mation proclaiming Jimmy Rockwood and Carol Baldassari, handsomest king and pret- tiest queen, respectively. The most popular members of the court are Glenda Park and Joe Costanza. The best dressed lady in wait- ing is Marie Christopher who is escorted by the fashionable knight, John Volo. The court jesters are Perpetua Tanares, and Paul Con- roy. The studious princess and prince are Jean Byers and Robert Lazar, respectively. The official song of the kingdom is “Gradu- ation Day” which is sung by the palace song- bird, Natalie DeCosta. Room 143 is bursting with pride and has all the reason to do so since three of its members belong to the National Honor So- Twcnty-six