St Anthony High School - Antonia Yearbook (New Bedford, MA)

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services. At this moment, one of the firm's clients, Cecile Chandler, now queen of beauticians, strolled in. At Charles' request, she gave a substantial check from her joint account fthat's an agreement by which her husband puts money in the bank and she takes it outl. Across the street, Charles found the Lucille Bachand Trucking Company. Lucille donated a sizable sum plus a dilapidated truck. Things were going fine, she said, now that the police had stopped arresting her drivers because they were going contrariwise on one- Way streets. Stopping at the local high school, Charles met Therese Guimond and Ieannine Babineau, two of the foremost language teachers of the country. Both were scanning the Want Ads with fever- ish eagerness. How come? Well, it seems leannine had used an inferior peroxide on There-se's hair. Conse- quently, when Therese appeared before the class, her hair kept changing color, causing laughter and disorder. As a result, both were out of a job and were able to donate only their fears and anxiety over their present situation. Tired of walking, Charles went to a movie theatre where he met several former classmates. Giggles, better- known as Therese Valois, was unable to contribute because her husband spent all his money on operettas, Telephone Operettas. Fanchonne Soucy, now a fiction writer, offered Charles 102 of the royalties on her new book, He Cleans the Alley from Across the Alamo, a story with a Texan .tang to it. She also writes oatmeal, bran and farina stories and calls them serials. Ieanne Plourde, champion swimmer, responded to Charles' entreaties with a few strokes, but very little money. Y'Q'O'5'O'Q'0'Q'5' .9,0.0.0.0.5,5.0.9 5 . Later finding his way to the Wilson Packing Co., Charles arrived just in time to see Pauline hang up a sign which read, WE WON'T STEER YOU WRONG. Pauline donated a live cow. A stroll into the City Museum brought Charles face to face with Cecilia Mattos. O of 50, O r . of r ' I N , , . ' l at ,Q .Q 0.0 J -4 L Q A A A A L A A A 4 'Y , 316 'ii g 1 1 Q14 I Q! 0.0 ff of 0 o Q U .0 'Q Born in 1492, that's the room next to 1493, she heartily donated a map be- cause of her love for history. She added a box of Crayola to color the map. Raymond Fournier, master technician in radio work, spied Charles coming in just as he was repairing a television set. The surprise was so great that instead of giving a delicate hammer blow, as he intended, Raymond smashed the whole set. All that Charles collected from Raymond was a spicy invitation to disappear. In the same apartment building, Charles found six of his friends. Ger- trude Bourcier, a rich widow, had amassed her fortune by visiting quiz programs. Her big prize, however, had been obtained on People Are Funny. She donated a few passes. Patricia Gi- beault was unable to help: she had just been operated upon and even though she got Cut-rates, she was still penni- less. Also recuperating from a broken- up triangle was Georgette Renaud' ' her great desire to be amiable she donated her address book. Vivian Mi- chaud, still sad and lonely, had been left at the altar years ago: yes, the groom had been on the right and the bride had been left. In spite of it all she donated her joke-book. In a neat little-yarn-shop, Alice St. Onge, famous esting yarns. Finally, she donated a sweater. In a corner of the shop, Andre Trahan, A-1 plumber, was busy at work under a sink. ls that a statue over 5399'- v o vovs o'o'O'v 0 0 I 34' fofvfv'0fvfv'v.0.s O4 U0 Oo Q Q s Ss s , in , 5,1 Q 4 ,Zz gfi knitting expert, told Charles many inter- QI: O Za Pi 9 s

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Q O if K'.' .aa 'Q 4 sq V N O 'Q O O 0'0 0 O 7.5, O Cfada M010 ec? I, FIRST, TRIP TO MARS Strange to say, the drama of this his- tory-making flight began when Charles Gelinas, a reputed scientist, an- nounced the completion of plans for his rocket ship, the Rigor Mortis, a ship intended to make the first known trip to Mars. As no financial support was offered Charles, he was forced to turn to his friends for money contributions- and his friends were the Class of '48 of S.A.H. The first name he looked up was that of Normand Bedard. He found him begging on the White House steps. After all, Normand was tired of entering beauty contests and losing: he had re- tired. His exhaustion was complete, his legs so knocked-kneed from fatigue that one knee said to the other, I let you pass first last time, now give me a chance. A penny was his contribution. Doris Dube, vocalist with Tom jones and his City Pipers, was next visited by Charles. As he entered, she was sing- ing her favorite song, I Love You for Seventy-Mental Reasons. She donated two bars of this song and Tom's wallet containing a couple of sour notes. Then he found Rita Charest looking very adorable in her new baseball dress. A fish and chip magnate is she, but it seems that her habit of chipping the people was costing her many custom- ers. Nevertheless in her great gener- osity she donated all of these customers to Charles On his way out he chanced to meet now philosophers famous for their joint saying Love is the only fire there is 5000000006000 lo o fic s' fo fo' 5 4 Vo ' v O. - H 5- ' bf! . r v O . Q8 , , . P ' Solange Ehret and Therese Cournoyer, v 4 - 1 ll I 1 -'Et 52 .fZ..2 .'f.f..x no insurance for. They hesitated to donate although they had heard of Charles' experiments. To them, Mars was only a candy bar, so why con- tribute? Charles then proceeded to the hos- pital to see Eugene Gregoire, who had sprained his ankle during the '47 foot- ball season. Now, in 1960, he was still in the hospital, making sure that his ankle was well rested. Naturally, he could not help the solicitor. Private Nurse Laurette Nolan came into the room just as Charles was leaving. To his relief, she contributed 315. and a roll of adhesive tape. Q Bank President Florence Marmen re- ceived Charles most cordially. She im- mediately wrote a check for Sl0,00U., commenting at the same time on how prosperous the bank had become since the last Paying Window had been re- moved and a Receiving WindoW in- stalled in its place. Charles' next stop was at Priscilla Rose's Dance Studios. Priscilla seemed very generous in donating Sl,O0O., but to Charles who knew she was married to a multi-millionaire, it seemed very skimpy indeed. Of course, she will not admit she proposed to him: she insists she just nudged him a bit fwith a rolling pinl. The law-firm employing Therese Poir- ier next received Charles' visit. Regard- ing him as a suspicious-looking individ- ual, they were just about to eject him from the office, when Therese yelled out, It's not his fault if he's always asking for money, he was our class treasurer in high schooll Therese donated her

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s' 1 i OOO OO O Needless to say that he received no donation. Charles then found out that Yvette Leclair s super-modernized Dentistry Business had closed out. You see when pulling out teeth, she always for- tl 7 I.. I :O I .gait X Il there, under the sink? asked Charles. arg 'Q .1 O O Q' ' QQ I are I v rd VN 0,0 Q lo O Q b':' I got to remove the pliers. She thus lost many tools . . . and many customers, although she claims they were getting the better end of the bargain. She had nothing to donate. Next, Charles located Doris La- brecque, head of a swanky manicuring shop. When asked if she filed her nails, she replied that she cut them and then threw them away. Charles received two bottles of shampoo lotion. When Charles came across Roger Renaud, now a famous psychiatrist, he was a witness to the following incident. All cf a sudden, in rushed Muriel Ioyce, one of his most needy patients. All excited, Doctor, I have stolen a fat qoose from a poultry yard. - That's wrong. - I know, Doctor, would you like tc accept it? - Certainly not: you should return it to the owner. - Yes, Doctor, but I have offered it to him and he will not have it. - Well, l suppose, in that case, you may keep it yourself. - Thank you, Doctor! and out she flew When Doctor Renaud arrived home he found that one fat goose had been stolen from his poultry yard. He was so upset that his promised donation to Charles was forgotten Rather discouraged at his failure to obtain funds Charles thought of stop- ping at the insane asylum to visit some of his friends First he met Elisabeth all mental equilibrium once up in the stratosphere Turned in while piloting 00004 o4O0 Io 4 o o fs' 'o'o's 0 I s 4 ' ' U . :'3 . 90- - . ' O 3 P ' 1 . , v O ' , we . ' . gs Casavant, a licensed pilot, who had lost v 4 , , 'tit 54 'IIl2 ',' ' 'ok a plane, she kept laughing hysterically and repeating to the passengers, I'm thinking of what they'1l say at the asy- lum when they find out I have escaped. ln another corner, he found Lucie Gali- peau and Marguerite Prefontaine play- ing solitaire. After watching Marguerite for a long time, Lucie spoke up, l just caught you cheating yourself! Mar- guerite answered brightly, Shhh! don't tell a soul, but for years l've been cheat- ing myself at solitaire. You see . . . I'm too clever! More despondent than ever, Charles finally made his way to the city inciner- ator where he found Lorraine Goulet and Ieanne Richard attempting to burn the whole city instead of the city's gar- bage. To his great sorrow, he was forced to refuse her donation because a load cf cinders was useless to him. On the point of leaving, he was confronted by a woman in white, holding a strait jacket. To Charles' exclamation, Aw! do we have to go back? Lucille Pi- mentle answered, Yes, you have to come back and help the cther nuts keep happy. Lucille's knowledge of jiu jitsu made it unwise for Charles to at- tempt an escape: she could tangle a person in worse shape than spaghetti in a meatlcaf. When they arrived at the home for the feeble-minded, Nurse Gloria St. lean took Charles to the padded cell pre- pared especially fcr him. lt had been lined with sponge so his head could meet its equal. There, Charles was to spend the rest of his days, seeing only Lorraine Robichaud when she brought him his meals each day. Poor, poor Charles! to think that he had dreamt of becoming the world's greatest scientist! Raymond Fournier '48