South Philadelphia High School for Girls - Portal Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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GOD, IF THY WILL BE SO, ENRICH THE TIME TO COME WITH SMOOTH FACED PEACE WITH SMILING PLENTY AND FAIR PROSPEROUS DAYS -King Richard Il fk W xiii X 1 L E Hy!

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7 as TIS TRUE A GOOD PLAY NEEDS NO EPILOGUEH -As You Like ll These senile-looking creatures When they were more alive Were part of the class in Southern That left in june '45. The things you see them doing Are the things that you have done. That they have lived so long a time Was the plan of the good fates. In these lady Frankensteins You see your old classmates. Attention everyone! Make way for the review. They're bringing back the good old days Here's the class of '45 Of laughter, mirth, and fun. And memories for you. Eighty-one

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I FEEL NOW THE FUTURE IN THE INSTANT. 0 -Macbeth fl EY A HUSH had fallen over the laboratory, All that could be heard was the bubbling of the mixture in the test tube suspended over the Bunsen burner. The laboratory technicians, Dorf othy Ciarlante, Anna Caligiuri, Dorothy Vece, and Jeanette D'Amico, quietly left their work to go to where Professors Henrietta Ciarance and Cathy DeFonso were working. Perhaps this would be it, the end to all their years of work. The hush of expectancy grew as Pro- fessor DeFonso added the last ingredient to the already bubbling mixture. Suddenly, there was a terrific explosion, and all were sent hurtling through the air. Up and up they went who knows how high. June Williams, stationed at 40 degrees north and 75 degrees west, saw them and sent out an alarm. In answer to the call for aid came Claire Christopher in her trusty little helicopter. Some' how she manuevered her ship so that she was below them and caught them on their downward trip. They were safe! Having recovered from their fright, all were quite comfortable. Jeanette, looking out of the window, saw a beautiful little town below. The others went scurrying to a window to see what had brought forth such an Oh of delight from her. It was wonderful! Little white houses with green lawns spread out before them. Wide streets were bordered by tall green trees. In the center of it all there was what seemed to be a campus, with many onefstory buildings, a swimming pool, a tennis court, and an outside lunchroom with tables topped by brightly striped umbrellas. All looked down amazed, each mo' ment finding something new to Ooh and Aaah about. Claire smiled knowingly and prof ceeded to say that this was Southern City. They eagerly accepted her invitation to go down and look it over: and no sooner said than done, they landed at Southern City's airport. Having to go back on duty, Claire took them to the office of the president of the airlines. Alf though the president herself was away attending a conference, her secretary, Marilyn Frank made everyone feel most welcome. She called the may' or, asking her to join them. While awaiting her, Marilyn proceded to tell how Southern City came to be. When the war ended a little after they had graduated from S.P.H.S. 'way back in '45, most of the girls married those boys who came back home. They were young, and full of ideals, but more than that, they had a plan to make their dream of an ideal community come true. They knew it would take a lot of work and not a little sacrifice, but they still felt the final achievement would be worth it. Word was sent out for all who could help and would be will' ing to assist. Sylvia Brill, Rita Bonanni, Pearl Zeluck, Rita Bisceglia, Eleanor Ciletti, and oth' ers drew up the city's first charter, a really dem' ocratic one that guaranteed equal rights to all, and made it work. Rae Cicchitti, Nataleen Bail' er, Mary Levy, and some of the other girls who had wanted to be interior decorators or designers turned to the outside, to the job of making this city of theirs just right. They laid the plans of the city and designed low cost houses which would be attractive enough to all people. This was a new growing town, and to this town came many storekeepers, writers, secretaries, teachers. and families, the real backbone of the commuf n1ty. But, at this time, her honor the mayor enteredg and they found it was no other than their old friend, Rita Bisceglia. With all the talking about old times, all at once, nothing much was getting done. So, led by Rita and a group of her assistants, they set off on a tour of Southern City. It was almost amazing to 'see how many people of the town they knew. They started down Annex Avenue to the shopping district. Cecilia Forte's Nut House was doing a tasty business. Helen Ziserman had her own specialty shop with gifts for all occasions, while Helen Clifton was head buyer of cosmetics for the Wav-ee Beauty Salon whose specialty was the Threadgill Cut, an original hair style created by Ellen Threadgill. Concetta Spadafora and Betty Cullen were operating their own international trading offices. Working in their offices were secretaries Dorothy Toner, Gloria Venafro, and Joyce Winokur, while Marie Infante was doing a very good job as head bookkeeper, assisted by Florence Goldberg and Ida Triglia. Right next door to their office the visitors saw a very mod' ernistic building. In the show window was an enlarged painting of the Perma Girl , who was as popular as the Varga and Petty girls of ten years ago. Going into the building, they found a staff of artists and writers bigger than they had ever seen. All of this was the behindfthe' scenes reason for the good advertisements and peppy slogans that were being used. Regina Perna, creator of the Perma Girl was installed in her own office and doing very well. She off fered to take them on a tour of the building, and they quite gratefully accepted. Shirley Mos- klowitz, an artist, was going over plans for her next poster while Mildred Davis was suggesting some of her famous gags to suit it. With Ruth Cohen as a model that project seemed pretty well organized by former Southernites, and so they moved on. Of course, even an ad' vertising firm had its business end to hold up,