Saint Marks School - Lion Yearbook (Southborough, MA)

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without an 80 was belit.tled as a dolt. Bridge addicts flocked to the board at any available moment. The butt squad assembled at every meeting in The Studyn, and it swiftly gained members after carefully observed training rules were waived as the seasons closed. The mail crush, however, was squelched after the Pen Pals struck fear into the hearts of even the most staunch and courageous faculty members by their nightly sortie down to coffee. Tex and Hugh were the reasons for most of the governmental revenue with their monopoly of its mailsg but something looked fishy when all Barney's correspondence was addressed in the same handwriting. The G.-SLI. Dance night festivities began with the second of Georgeis animal dinner parties, and ended as the boys dribbled back from Condon's, their spirits hardly dampened. One apartment, under the auspices of its cigar-smoking host, bore the heaviest brunt of the eve- ning, as a generous portion of the form set up base camp there. George and Tex sparked the machine to a pre-season win over Hill in the con- fines of Madison Square Garden, they continued to embarrass and outplay their opponents until the last crystal of ice could be coaxed from the exhausted rink. Gus led the courtmen to a less successful but creditable season wit.h able assistance from Mike, Bob, and Steveg and Jer was captain and our sole representative of the mat thulnpers. The butt squad came out of hibernation long enough to pant around the rink, occasionally niauling lower formers on the new club hockey teams. But more often than not these smoke- breathing fiends were drubbed in return by the bet.ter conditioned midget skaters. Dance weekend was the highlight of the winter term, and we were pleased and proud to play hosts to thirty-six gorgeous gals. This was an event, if not an experi- ence, to remember, and it was not at all hampered by the unforeseen snowfall which restricted most of us to indoor activity. There were a few blind dates, and Rube did well in this category, much to the discomfiture of a fellow from Hop- kinton. There were also several attempted suicides when Tex's invitation was turned down by Anita E. But we weren't Worried

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That winter, George donned the blades and sparkled with Rod on the first model of the hockey machine. hlike and Gus ably contributed to a winning season on the court, and Jerry battled his way to a captaincy on the mat. Captain Hank and a lucky right-fielder who had discovered the secret of the Texas leaguer gave vital assistance in a tense win over Groton. Crew drew some perspirants, but social tennis was the big attraction. Car- tie and Bubbles both played respectably, but none could rival Chip's tan 651.98 a bot.tle, Abererombie'sj. Some went out fo the track and some went out for it. But the spring brought with it a game called lacrosse, invented by the Indians and played by the Wild Oneg Carl, Wavy, Rock, and Pogo also ran fand ran and ranj. The most entertaining and useless feature of the year was corridor life. A few fortunates got away with North 2, where the accommodations were first class compared with the corridors of chaos, South and West 2. On the former, a door left intact after an evening's frolic was a rarity, and the example set by the seniors was one which we were to try unsuccessfully to equal. There were other considerations which were handled in a more responsible way, as our literary efforts made their imprint on the publications, the Joctet blended in unsurpassed harmony, and the Burners caught fire. But the year drew to its close, and we left for a much needed respite, gazing longingly but patiently at the verdant sward of the quad, feeling equal to the challenge of reaching the Sixth Form, but willing to wait three months. Thirty-eight seniors of a somewhat more serious frame of mind returned that fall. But after mutual felicitations had been completed, and some old acquain- tances renewed, it was hard to get down to work. Joining in our enthusiasm was a Swedish cowpuncher, of whom great things were expected on the rink. Tex proved to be adept at more than hockey, as we quickly discovered as the days passed. We hold ourselves lucky to have had in our midst what was, in our minds, St. lNIark's finest Field Service Student. There were some new classes to adjust to, as well as new privileges, and probably we lnade the most of them. Current Problems was so confusing that some decided to spend more time in the vicinity of a master's room on West 2. A continual improvement was much sought after, and those who saved their talent for the last tests were well rewarded: however, all was soothed and smoothed, and Philoso- phy Six, more properly known as Edu- cation, was a compensating factor. The usual lack of written work in History was greeted with t.he usual vigor, and manicure sets were available at the School Store for the customary exorbitant prices for the last hour of the t.erm exam. Captains Gus and Jer ably led the gridders, only to end the season on an expectedly losing note to the tune of 20-0 in favor of Scottg and Captain Chip helped the booters to another fine year. Seholastically the averages climbed, as we felt the pressure of collegeg anyone

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about Chrisg he knew every girl on the East Coast anyway. ltfeanwhile, the publications flourished: one conspicuous by the absence of the editor's name, the other blaring its head's literary achievements across every square inch of space. VVave and his boys gave forth with their second edition of Saint Jlarkis Confidential, a magazine that bared the very soul of our Florida- California Golden Boy, and revealed a future juvenile delinquency expert. Russ starred in the Dramatic Club's suspenseful success, well aided by the skillful scenery produced by Jawge, who finally resigned from the Anybody Who's Anybody Club after Nick the Greek introduced craps there a few years ago. VVe returned after Spring Vacation to find that the Athenian Nicholas had paid us a secret visit and the game of cham- pions was instituted at St. lNIark's. Each night after supper the foreign cries of Little Joe and I'll cover emanated from a shady corner down at coffee, and more than one convert was at least tem- porarily won over from bridge. The snows went, spring came, and one balmy day Kink tried to knock over the flagpole. But this proved a bit more diffi- cult than he thought. In the melee the pole landed a left to the schnozzola and Jim landed in the infirmary. In the case.of Russ versus the Walnut Hill Junior Chorus, the former won a ten- round decision by dint of his stunning solo. Alumni weekend came, and six pairs of hairless legs, the likes of which have never been seen in these parts, rocked and rolled through a stimulating dance rou- tine. Draped in swathes of billowy chiffon, t.he Bacchus sextet fluttered their way into the hearts of everyone. Thomp brought the measles, better known as Six-form-itis, back from Spring vacationg they caught on without any trouble. Perhaps he was trying to elimin- ate competition. Baseball climaxed a fine year by out- lasting Groton for the fifth straight time in a duel down to the wire. From the seed, planted six years before, the plant had grown and borne fruit. The lean years and prunings had given us the strength necessary to pull through the final trials with such success. C C