Saint Marks School - Lion Yearbook (Southborough, MA)

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who soon began taunting him with cries of skehleetong.,' There was another pair of roommates, neither of whom we had ever seen before A Buddy Bill and Hop- along Wvallace. Once in a while we even caught sight of a big smiling face peeking around corners. From then on there was no doubt that l'.N.S. was bashful: but when he turned out to be a genius as well, we were surprised, I theenk. The lied- nosed reindeer added further talent to the form with his renditions of Your Feetls Too Big during smoker. And then there was always Ted, the assistant organism. Walt the jazz artist and Fran the intellect joined us a few weeks later, straight from an institution to the north. The gridiron results were not too satis- factory, and everyone expressed a desire that this should not be a foreboding of things to come. YYe pulled through any- way in high spirits, mentally if not physi- cally. YVc got some satisfaction out of the thought that no one really expected us to shine anyway 4 least of all Benny. The school was struck with amazement mingled with a little horror when they heard that Oak had been elected soccer captain. Nevertheless everything went smoothly, even though Oak and Frans were given a short two-week vacation. Oak came back determined to turn over a new leaf, but Tooft .... well anyway, he left us the heritage of the little girl's candy. Vacation rolled around, and the Groton- St. lVlark's dance proved to be a reunion. Walt threw a monster tomato-juice party, the effects of which were later heard at the Coq Rouge with Chris in the lead by a head. Wie returned to school tired but happy over our conquests. The next few weeks were taken up with mad preparations for midyears and the Sixth Form weekend. Which ones were madder the faculty never quite knew, but results seemed to favor the latter. Activities were interrupted by the invasion of the thirty-two lovelies for the long-awaited dance. Pete, Carl, and Rocky, who sacrificed all for an extra fifteen minutes at Larry's lodgings, will long remember the effects of their happy error. Bobby pulled the trick of the year, though, and Cyn never knew the differ- ence. The Christian Science lllonitor car-

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in one of the corridors, except Tom and Gundyberger, and Hank and deG. T and G enjoyed all-night lights and built-in ashtrays, while H and deG used to fight over who most resembled Cyrano de Bergerac. Hank thought he was the great lover, and Carl, W well, he didn't have to think muchg it was as plain as the ..... Conversation was usually dull, con- sisting of the same old biting wit: Oh Excuse me, Errol Flynn! and a few pat answers to such comments. Oh, Cyno!', . . . Bitter oneln. . . Some more than others were the rage. More interesting tidbits of conversation ran thusly: D. Busy? C. M. No, you?', D. Nawl C. M. Let's go to French class. The winter term found even more ath- letic accomplishments, with heavy repre- sentation on two of the three squads. It was about this time of the year that our beloved alligator tamer, sober but com- pletely befuddled by the comings and goings of life, made his now-famous drop from a classroom window. This set off the true spirit of our frolicing group: chanting chain gangs, midnight attacks by the maharajah of the fuzzy-wuzzies, daily Brantwood campfires by H. Cotton Mor- timer, and of course the ceaseless intel- lectualisms of Bowanwanwanwanwan! In the spring Mort and Jeff dominated the first boat, while Ashby and Rem were big wheels on the big diamond. In the classroom, English A was coming along fine on 250-word essays, except for radical Henry, who insisted on turning in edi- torials from Field and Stream. CGood Pointlj As the year rolled to a close, we elected wheels, and Juff-Juff drew the shortest straw. A few drew purple shafts, but the straws with IW on them went to the rest of the unchanging political trio, Chas and the hlole, P.B.F., Rem, Finne- gan, and Romeo. HF PII Fl! if if At last we have reached the top was our feeling as we walked through the clois- ters for the last beginning of a school year that we would see. Quickly we were made busy with our new positions, and as Jeff grunted out the rules to the new boys, we began to feel at home. After the first few nights, however, we suddenly realized that there were some additions to our own glorious and select few. Brock found himself with our Austrian friend Heinz,

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ried the results of the weekend. It could- n't have been more successful, however, for most of the thirty-two couples. The barn dance, the daylight activities such as the treasure hunt in which Freaky and his Luce outdistanced all competitors, even Bill and Lady G., and finally the climax of the weekend, the beautiful dinner- dance where Gino had the time of his life, all these are memories we shall always cherish. Too much credit can never be given to hlesdames Barber and Hill and all the other faculty wives who aided im- mensely in making the weekend a success. We only hope they find some consolation in the fact that for us it was a highlight in our school careers. The play followed close behind, and President Freak shone as usual, even though he had missed a week of rehearsals because of his moll. Even Brock took time out from arguing the benefits of the New Deal with Hank and Jeff to play hero be- fore the footlights Y and what a 'umble hero he was, too. Next came the Walnut Hill dance, Pres and Solo were primed for conquest - and Henry 4 well, he was just. . .uh. . .Henry. The one record we have succeeded in keeping is the greying of more masters' heads than any other form. Drastic meas- ures were taken to try to squeeze us through College Boards after we had flunked half our midyears, and to date the outcome is unknown. VVe have few doubts though, that the spirit of the form, ex- emplified by the broom-burning society, the and the A.C.A., will fail to impress the entrance committees. Spring was not long in its approach, however, and with it love, laziness, the musical comedy, and Frazier's sport ran neck and neck. But as we lolled on the sunny quadrangle, we began to be aware of the completion of our careers at St. Nlarkis. College looms ahead, for most of us quite treacherously. But we cannot help feeling that the work of Messrs. Hall, Gaccon, Marr, Barber and Smith has not been in vain in simplifying the change. We carry ahead with us a set of ideals to think and to live by, and it has been the fine leadership of the faculty which has im- pressed these upon our minds. None of us will ever forget. Mr. Barber and St. Mark's have the gratitude of the class of '50,