Southington High School - Chronicle Yearbook (Southington, CT)

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. , , . fi , ,Z1.'ga -' .-eff-w-:-:- up .. ,, x L.H.S. CHRONICLE lass ill Wheel The Class of 1950, being of sound and little else, do' declare this to be our last will and testament before leaving the peculiar world of high school for a world which, we hear and we hope, is better. To the following: MR. D,ANGELO Miss BARRY Miss HEAFY Miss BEDFORD MISS COLLINS MR. BOLAND MR. RATHBUN MRS. FONTANA Miss SHOREY Miss WALSH MR. FONTANA MR. SMALL MR. MACSORLEY Miss HANNIFIN You gave it to us with no apathy - We return it to you - our Syrnpathy ! Pour notre professeur, Mlle. Ba-rec Le cathedral, Notre Dame de Pa-ree. You'll need these stilts to make you tall So you won't be knocked down in the hall. We think you deserve, in all propriety An honorary membership in the Honor Society. Each cheerleader has her megaphone 5 We think Miss C. may need one of her own. Perhaps these ear-plugs will be able to serve you When study-hall chatter begins to unnerve you. Please' accept your crullers and also a pun: The baker never heard of a Rathbun. Your charming grace on all you bcstowg A book on etiquette will aid you, we know. Here's the sun lotion for Miss Shorey's tan. She can use it if anyone can! Her bowling club is famous by nowg Miss Walsh with this miniature pin we endow. What is more than mere routine 1 You'll see inside this magazine. Something new C we hopej for Mr. Small: For his produce, a carry-all. You wear out all your shop aprons so fast We leave you one, guaranteed to last. 6'Be kind to mel she begs, she pleads And almost on her knees. But still her poor heart breaks and bleeds And stiiled are her pleas. 24

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Y lH1IWIt4l,lMCl11!N1Wililumuuv :uv nn 1- . 1 as 'J , r - - .4,5,.a,x.,,a,' ' - Q rs-ar w.-v-1,-W T-,rm ., ...f L.H.S. CHRONICLE For quite some time then strange noises were reported coming from Lewis High at night. Then we found out why. The kids who were in the Senior Play had been practicing it there. Finally, on January 6th and 7th, they presented their play, The Time of Their Lives, to two packed audiences at the Falcon Hall. It couldn't have turned out better. Joe Yurcak was responsible for all the props and gave the cast the perfect setting it needed. Patty Baehr as Gladys, and Norman Matthews as Archie Weston, with the support of an excellent cast, did a de-luxe job of it, And I don't think those who saw it will forget for a long time, Tommy Supercalafagilistic Andrews' antics as Junior Allslap. February came quickly with its chill winds and freezing snows. Our general at- titude was, Ho hum, time for the Seniors to give their St. Valentine's Dance. Then suddenly, Hey, wait a minute! Weire the Seniors! we remembered. We began immediate preparations. Cupid was in his glory amidst all the hearts and streamers at the Y this Saint Valentine's Day. No longer were we bothered with choosing pages. That was for the lower classmen. We had the bigger doings of choosing a king and queen to rule the court. Although it was close, the royalty was selected. Rit O'Hala reigned as King of St. Valentine and Lois Gemmell was his queen. Although it seems only a short time since then, it is over a month. The days are passing faster and faster. Before we know it, Class Night and Graduation will be here. Kay Hayes, our senior Emblem reporter, is already preparing her column for the last issue of the Emblem. Miss Hannifin, who, since we elected her advisor, claims that she does nothing but see, hear, talk to, help, and even dream about seniors, seniors, seniors! ll - will soon be rid of us. Looking back, it has been a good year. The senior fellows like Kucinskas, Albrecht, and Fortier were priceless in helping our football team win the state championship. Knapp, Fusco, and O'Hala are doing a commendable job on the basketball court. We still have the Senior Farewell Dance for us Seniors to look forward to. In a few more months we, the last class to graduate from Lewis High School, will leave these halls. And sooner than we realize, the secret motto we made up for Lewis, Abandon ye who enter here all hope for leisure, will soon be a fond memory. We leave satisfied in knowing that next year Southington's new School, the one we just missed, will officially be born. Well, Fm all tired out from writing you this long letter, Mary, so I'll close, not for now, but forever. Your classmate, SAM MYJ' 23

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:seam-H -f MRS. PRIOR MR. JOYAL MR. MUGCI MR. PHELAN Miss BEACH MRS. ARMOND MR. STRONG Miss BRISTOL L.H.S. CHRONICLE We thwart her wishes, spoil her plansg We're heedless of her word, And if our thoughts of fun she bans Our tempcrs soon are spurred. She works and helps us through our plights, Worries when we fear. She straightens out our little fightsg Small wonder shels so dear! And so to show her what she means To us, we leave a pin To her, promoter of our schemesg Of course! Miss Hannifm! You expected something to sew, and so We hope we've surprised you with this little pie crow. You always call strikes, like that man in blueg His umpirels cap we will to you. The Halogen sisters hold all your affectiong Add sweet Noreen-Susien to your collection. While weare all farewellin' and hailin' Herels our song of cheer for Mr. Phelan. In the new school you'll carry on soong Here is an order for a music room. In every Prophecy, someone takes your placeg Here's Scotch Tape to help you keep it with grace. We leave a tape to Mr. Strong To see if he's really three yards long! From dawn 'til dusk you slave awayg JEAN HAYWARD MR. STEWART Rest your feet on this still at the end of the day. A cut li'l '!Teddy bear for you So when alone you won't be blue. Here's the answer to your prayers: A brand-new brush to clean the stairs. To the class of To the class of To the class of To the class of '51 we leave the fun and headaches of being Seniors! '52 we leave the thrill of being upper classmen at last! ,53 we leave better luck in coming magazine campaigns '54 we leave our condolences! To Lewis - we leave! 25