Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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“Mother, don’t you know?” “No.” “Our waiter. Isn't he handsome?” “Don’t be silly, Susan. You just saw him now for the first time.” “Mother, haven’t you ever heard of love at first sight? Sh! Here he comes.” For the six days of their sea voyage Susan tried to spend as much time as she could in the dining room to talk to Nick, which she later discovered was his name, for the per- sonnel were not allowed to mingle with the passengers. Of course, she couldn’t spend all her life in the dining room so she was trying to devise a scheme in which she could see Nick outside the dining room, but, remem- bering her father’s parting words she decided she had better not get herself into trouble. On the fourth day of their voyage the ship landed at Halifax, Nova Scotia, and for five glorious hours Susan and Nick went sight- seeing. Two days later they arrived at Lisbon, where the tour of Europe was to begin. At breakfast, Susan, with a handkerchief full of tears, said her final good-bye to Nick, hoping to see him again on her return trip. Touring Lisbon, Gibraltar, Malaga, Barce- lona, and Cannes, Susan was still dreaming of Nick. Touring Naples, Messina, Corfu, and Crete, her mother was beginning to see signs of life again in Susan. But, when they came to Athens, Nick’s home, Susan began to swoon again. Through Odessa and Yalta she was determined not to forget Nick, and poor mother was also beginning to become sad with the love life of her daughter. But tour- ing Sochi, Istanbul, Rhodes, Haifa, and Alex- andria, Susan really showed signs of re- covery, and through Malta, Casablanca, and back to Lisbon, Susan mentioned nothing whatsoever about Nick. Yes, the glorious day had finally arrived when Susan was to board the T. S. S. Olym- pia. This time the scene in their stateroom was different. “Mother, you don’t have to change your clothes, you look wonderful.” “It’ll take only a minute, dear.” “But, mother, we’ll be late for dinner.” “All right, dear, let's go.” Susan ran all the way to the dining room, dragging her mother along with behind her. They were greeted by the same young man and assigned to a table. But where was Nick? Susan searched the room from table to table and checked the waiters coming through the swinging doors with their arms covered with trays, but Nick was nowhere in sight. “Mother, he’s not here.” “Now, dear, he must be here somewhere.” “But, Mother, I know he’s not here.” “Susan, stop acting like a child.” While Susan was panting, a young man walked to their table, waiting, ready to take their order. He was dressed in the usual grey jacket, black trousers, white shirt ,and black bow tie, but, there was something at- tractive to Susan about this dark-haired, blue-eyed young man. “Mother, I’m in love.” “Please, Susan, not another waiter.” “Mother, you don’t understand.” “Yes, dear, I understand perfectly, but, what about that other poor boy ?” “Mother, you don’t expect me to brood over him forever? I have to try to forget him.” “Yes, dear.” “Isn’t he adorable? And isn’t that Greek accent cute?” Again Susan went sight-seeing, but this time his name was Gus. And again Susan spent all the time she could in the dining room talking to Gus. “Susan, if you don’t leave that poor boy alone, you’ll get him fired.” Seventeen

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WHICH WAITER? Mary Andrade '60 Dark haired, brown-eyed Susan Parker was sluggishly yawning. She had not been able to catch two winks of sleep all night. The alarm sounded at three o’clock, remind- ing her, as she jumped out of bed, of the two months of enjoyment to come. She had been waiting five months for this day of departure for Europe. As she fumbled with her bath- robe, she ran out of the darkened room, bumping into luggage parked in the hall out- side her room. She was so excited she decided to slide down the bannister, something she had never before attempted . . . There she was at the base of the staircase, feet up. She happily re- trieved her stand, skipped into the kitchen, and simultaneously rendered an unusually cheerful good-morning to her mother and father, and gulped down her breakfast, for they still had a six-hour ride from Boston to New York. Upon arriving, at Pier 88 where they were to board the T. S. S. Olympia, they admir- ingly looked at what was to be their home for six days. There it was, like a floating pal- ace with the rays of the sun illuminating its new coat of white paint. Susan and her mother were so infatuated with this sight that they almost forgot to bid farewell to poor Dad, who for two months was to enjoy the European trip vicariously through Mom’s and Susie’s letters. “Good-bye, Daddy, and I’ll miss you, and don’t forget to feed the kittens and don’t for- get the canary and be a good boy.” “Good-bye, Susie, Be a good girl and please don’t think up any new schemes about any- thing.” “Okay, Daddy, I promise.” “Good-bye, John. Don’t forget to write. Take care of the house. Don’t forget to write. Good-bye, dear.” (SnifT) “Don’t forget to write.” “Good-bye, Helen, Be sure to enjoy your- self and don’t worry about the house.” “Good-bye.” “Good-bye.” “Good-bye.” “Good-bye.” At six o’clock Susan was comfortably rest- ing in her stateroom after a fatiguing day of riding and unpacking. “Susan, are you coming to dinner?” “I will if I can get out of this comfortable chair.” “Well, you’d better hurry. It’s almost 6:15 and I don’t want to miss the first dinner of our trip.” Susan and Mother arrived in the dining room at exactly 6:15. A pleasant-looking young man, dressed in a spotless white dinner jacket, approached them and designated to them a table at the far side of the room beside a window over- looking the peaceful Atlantic. When they were comfortably seated with the help of their waiter, a tall, elegant creature, as Susan referred to him, with a grey jacket, black trousers, a white shirt and a black bow tie, gave them the menu and took their orders. As he left Susan said, “Mother, I’m in love.” “Oh, Susan, we just came aboard not more than four hours ago. Who could you possibly be in love with ?” “Really, Mother, I can feel it.” “My dear child, who are you in love with this time?” Sixteen

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“Mother, don’t be absurd.” In her stateroom that night Susan was restless and looked worried. “Susie, dear, what is the matter?” “Mother, please don’t call me that, that foolish name.” “Then, Susan, what are you so unhappy about? You ought to be happy. You’re just back from a wonderful trip and now we’re going home to Daddy.” “I’m miserable. I can’t decide whether I like Gus or Nick. They’re both so cute.” “When we get home you’ll soon forget, them.” At the sight of the Statue of Liberty Susan went from the deck to the dining room to have her lunch and say good-bye to Gus. She ate slowly and pensively, and ling- ered as long as possible, but Gus was nowhere to be seen. After they disembarked, father met them with a big hello and many questions about their trip. In the way through Customs, Susan chattered excitedly about the trip and her new love life. Suddenly, she spied a hand- some young Adonis just ahead of them in the line. “Mother,” she whispered, “I’m in love!” MUSING Michael Grossman ’60 “No school for four days straight, but of course we’ll have to put up with Uncle Harvey’s jokes all Thanksgiving Day. I really can’t complain though; I guess the Pilgrims would rather have put up with Uncle Har- vey’s jokes than their hardships. I must be pretty lucky to live around here with all my friends and family, and lucky even to go to school. The Pilgrims couldn’t go to school very much. There was always something to be done at home—planting, cultivating, then the harvesting. In winter, everyone worked hard, just to keep warm and get food. I wonder what this place looked like three hundred years ago—Log cabins and turkeys and Indians. They probably have Thanks- giving to make you think of these things. Besides, my mom is a good cook. THE CONTEST Warren Mahady ’59 In 1970 A.D. some of Earth’s overcrowded population was sent to colonize Mars, be- cause Mars was the only other planet in our solar system on which men could survive. Man had reached the highest point of civi- lization. War had long been outlawed with the invention of the devastating cobalt bomb, powerful enough to obliterate all forms of life on earth. If you have studied astronomy you know Mars is void of almost all water. Using its polar caps to irrigate the deserts for centu- ries gradually reduced the water on Mars to emergency rationing. Meanwhile, Earth had been revolving closer to the sun for centuries, and its oceans had gradually dried up. By 2000 A.D. the water shortage reached a crisis on both planets. With both planets’ water supply almost gone, it seemed the only source of water lay on Venus. But there was only enough water on Venus for one planet to to survive. If both used it, it would dry up soon and both planets would die. Earth and Mars both had the cobalt bomb. With the missile radar warning system, there could be no surprise attack on one planet without the same, instant retaliation upon the attacker. So I bring you to 2000 A.D. on Asteroid 15, located halfway between the two planets. The leaders of Earth and Mars are gathered to discuss peaceful means of solving the gravest problem ever to face the two planets. Eigktoen