St Marys High School - Blue Mantle Yearbook (Milford, MA)

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Egiggigggtf I I I Kill 'iaKQEQTh?k 25 ' -si! 1r'1f-'P ' 1- 324 9'af ', get ,areas pg fn PH FQY A ' On an eventful day, in the year 1960, I awoke from my sleep with a very painful toothache. I knew that this uncom- fortable feeling would necessitate a visit to the office of Dr. William Barron, whom we all knew was a great orator, but had chosen dentistry as his profession. A strange feeling passed through my veins as June Rouleau, Bill's assistant applied the anesthetic. Alas, but too late, I finally realized that I was under the influence of a mysterious new gas invented by those three well known chemists, Thomas Creighton, Henry Pyne, and Raymond Fredette. Besides easing the pain, this newly invented anesthetic seems to cloud the pat1ent's mind. Visions of my classmates suddenly seemed to pass before me. Unless my eyes de- ceived me, I caught a glimpse of Kenneth Forbes, a bustling young reporter for the New York Times. Kenny also informed me that he was working for the paper's well known editor, Francis Young. The scenes are steadily changing and it is not long be- fore I find myself walking along Broadway.From some of the pass- ers-by I learned that my old pal Joe Gallerani was proprietor of the largest restaurant on Broadway,and he had Helen Quirk as cashier. I must admit though, that Joe served me one of the finest meals I had ever eaten. Joe also supplied me with the daily paper. It was almost unbelievable to read that Howard Fitch and John Malia, two great politicians were running for the office of mayor in this large city. Mary Lynch is the edi- tor of a fashion page with Grace Condry and Eileen Nealon as assistants. Several business-like girls passed by me on the street and from their talk, I learned that they were all engaged in secretarial work. Among these were Olivine Leheney, Marie Mc- Gowan, Marguerite Consoletti and Katherine Cullinan. Strains of swing music soon pierced my ears. Much to my amazement, I learn- ed that Gerry Heroux's swing band was booked for a week's en- gagement at the Hotel Ritz, only a few blocks from where I was standing. The music was so inviting that I had to drift in and see how Gerry was making out. Frank Powers and Rosemary Conway were the featured vocalists, and the two HJoesu, Krol and Dom- sky were the leading sax players. Just as I was leaving the ho- tel, I met Richard Moynihan, a prominent lawyer, and Paul Lally who holds down a splendid accountant's position. Out of a clear sky I heard someone say, nTaxi, bud?U and looking around who should it be but Bill Marshall. While driving along to the Floyd Bennett airport, Bill and I engaged in a lengthy conversation.Soon I was to learn that Ruby Barrows, Amelia Kaczowka, Lauretta Garand, and Virginia Morse were all

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Bob Phillips and Bill Barron were on the so-called left wing While Tee Creighton, Paul Lally and Mary Shaughnessy were the ones who did the traveling. ' Both teams staged a performance over station WORC ' And received gold medals at a banquet in honor of our victory, The captain of the baseball team was none other than Barney Pyne And assisting him at his labors were the following players fine: Mantoni, Phillips, Krol, Norton, Volpicelli and Dick U-Iopedalel Knight, ' Also Ernie Laronga and Richie CFraminghamD Knight. Will we win another trophy? Only time alone can say And the way that our boys play that all-important game on Memorial Da . This production Syncopation Please became a huge success For in it, you've guessed it yes Were Bob Phillips as the middleman, Ends: Creighton, Fitzgerald and Sullivan. Others who had solos were Mary Lynch and Frankie Powers, ' Mary Shaughnessy, Bill Barron, Joe Domsky-we claim them all as ours. In a final burst of glory we made our record better In an attractive presentation of Green Cheese an operotta The music was catehy,thc acting good,and so its no surprise ' That it made our always gilt-edgedstack take still another rise. Class Day brings to a climax the year's activity, Graduation is approaching with solemn finality, And thinking back upon the time when it looked so far away When time stood still and it seemed wo'd never roach our graduation day We wonder why we didn't realize how soon 'twould all be done And'we'd stand looking as it were at both a setting and a rising sun. ' New the davs roll swiftly by us, and hours like seconds fly ' Wefll say hAu revoir, St. Hary'sU, we can never say ngoodbyen. A WISH I wish I were a little bird Flying in the sky, A member of that little flock So close to God on high. -Mary G. Shaughnessy I'd be without care or worry I'd never have to cry, Or even run or have to hurry Just watch each day go by. I'd soar above this troubled world And pity those below, And ask, dear God, if He would please A reign of peace bestow. I wish I were a little bird No more Ild have to roam, Just lift my little wings and fly To God's high heaven1y'home, -Williamn Norton

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registered nurses in a hospital managed by Elinor Duggan, where Pauline Connors and Katherine Nealon are dietitians. Bill also told me that Joseph Rossetti and Ernie Wrenne were co-owners of a large printing establishment in this large city. Just then a devil-may-care trio appeared. It was the crew of a large transport plane. Thomas Seaver, pilotg Henry Sullivan navigator, and Rita Moroney, stewardess. This plane happened to be bound for Boston so I thought this would be a good opportunity for me to see the Red Sox play, as they had a pennant-bound team this year. They were managed by the ever- talkative Charlie Fitzgerald, who always will be remembered for his interest in the Red Sox. As I was seated, waiting for the game to commence, umpire Vinnie Fitzpatrick announced the bat- teries for the day's game. For Boston, Mantoni pitching, Vol- pieelli catching. For New York, Laronga pitching, and QBag1ey catching. Play Ball! Seated down a few rows in front of me were Eddie Fior and Jimmy Fullum,tWo of hbckeyFs greatest.defensemen and to me it looked as though they were talking over old times with Kenneth Clouart, a promising young sports announcer and Charles Crowley, one of the city's leading contractors and sportsmen. After a very excitable afternoon, I thought I would spend a quiet evening by taking in a movie. Brushing my way through the crowd who were standing in the lobby, I was very fortunate to meet John and'William Norton, two of the greatest movie producers of this age. Directly opposite this large theater was a beauty salon, owned by Delmina Bonati, with Fran- ces Wojnowski and Margaret Miller working as assistants. On the second story of this building were the offices of Marie O'Don- ncll, a dramatic instructor, Frances Flaherty and John Feeley piano teachers. Raymond Kempton was the police commissioner and two very popular members of the force were Francis Hayes and John Murphy. Before leaving Boston I had to pay a visit to the art museum. Hero my eyes caught sight of some very pretty portrait paintings, painted by Margaret Cassidy and Phyllis Dugan.In the research room were many specimens of historic interest. They were presented to this museum by Richard F. Knight, John Flan- igan, and Bob Phillips, all of whom are engaged in research work. My mind is new getting clearer and the visions have re- turned mo to Milford. Although twenty years have elapsed since they were graduated from St. Mary's High School,we find Madelyn Carey, Mary Shaughnessy and Marguerite Altieri as teachers. Jo- seph Donegan is a distinguished clinical doctor and has Vir- ginia McDonough and Margaret Arsenault as his assistants. All of a sudden a loud bang brings me to my senses,and Dr. Barron points to a shattered fire cracker on the floor and explains that a shock of some kind is necessary to bring the patient back to consciousness.n After I had related my strange experience to Barron, he immediately wanted to try the gas on himself. I had only been under the gas a short while, yet it en- abled me to learn the future of my classmates. W. Richard Knight