St Patrick High School - Emerald Yearbook (Roxbury, MA)

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775 SDZIQW . Y WZ, my 71 Way back in September 1941, we crossed the threshold of the high school feeling very mature and worldly wise. However it wasn't long before we freshmen realized that there was quite a path to follow before anyone, ourselves excepted, would consider us grown up. So, with our pride in our pockets, and our motto Aim High we began our four long, happy years of studying, learning, laughing and crying all nicely blended together. The timidity we felt towards the dignified Seniors transformed itself into fear when we were disbanded into two classes 9A and 9B. We rallied though, and began our first year with the election of class officials. 9A placed trust in: Donald MacNeil, president, Ann Delaney, vice-president, Mary Hannon, secretary, Francis Phillips, treasurer. 9B elected Robert Hughes, president, Michael McNicholas, vice-president, Joseph Blackburn, treasurer, and Claire Hayden upheld the honor of the girls by being elected secretary. ' As freshmen we were warned by our teachers to increase our Vocabu- laries, especially after Weasel Phillips insisted that when a person was ostracized he was the ostrich keeper at the zoo. Our greatest ability poured forth while learning to play basketball, and every student should remember the fun we had on those chartered busses going to and from basketball games. In spite of our constant dread of Latin, we enjoyed that year, especially when other events turned the tide a bit. For instance, we shall always remember the animal impersonations that went on in 9B - and they got away with it too, but when Ruth Gildea, Evelyn MacDonald and Mary Miller tried it in 9A they were discovered before we hardly enjoyed it. Prompting wrong answers gave us many a delightful laugh. Many a student will remember the day when we had to sit in the classroom with the windows and doors closed tight as a punishment-and it wasn't because it was warm out either. Remember the hard time Loretta Frissora had trying to make the table rise at our Christmas party? Certain members of that class received very sedate and welcomed Christmas presents-baby rattles to books. Orange socks were quite the fad with the boys that year and squeaky huaraches were the girls' favorites. Our fun and frolic were abruptly halted for a while, for it was this year that the United States declared war. This changed our lives a little, introducing us to blackouts, scrap drives, bond drives, etc. Although we thought blackouts were fun then, we fully understand the meaning of war and peace now. The New Year then, and new experiences. The first important event was the high school presentation of the musical, Irene , To our delight we were chosen for the choruses of Castle of Dreams and Talk of the Town.

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MONSIGNOR DANIEL C. RIORDAN

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HISTORY - fContinuedJ We were always adept in explaining but Francis Smith outdid us all when he explained that the top of the ginger ale bottle exploded, and exited, via his throat. The boys outstunted us when they turned out with ribboned bow ties. That year we really noticed Hank Welsh and his different coiffures! Then the finals: Oh, how we wished we had studied harder, and how we envied those who did. Exams over, we were one year nearer our Senior year. And so after passing a very happy and carefree summer, we returned in a unit to the Sophomore class,-a year older and, as we believed, so much the Wiser. However, once again, everyone believed we still had a great deal to learn, and as we look back now, we know it. We had a new member of the class that year and we welcomed her from Rhode Island. Muriel Gravel was more than appreciated when French class rolled around. After a joyous reunion of classmates, we settled down to the election of class oflicers once again. Henry Welsh received the presidencyg Evelyn MacDonald became vice-presidentg Ann Delaney, secretary, and Edward Lindahl, treasurer. . As Sophomores, we were introduced to three new subjects, French, Biology and Geometry. Oh how we used to get all those biological terms. definitions and names mixed up and we had such fun during those experi- ments. It was then that we knew who would follow the medical profession, and who would take a different road. We became very mercenary that year and ran our first financial affair. And because our minds usually centered on our stomachs, we held a luncheon, and goodness how we ate! It seemed that everyone was always substituting French in Latin class and Latin in French class. Seemed a shame our marks coudn't be substituted also. The general run of affairs was interrupted, momentarily, when we welcomed a bit of Pennsylvania State to our midst. Ann Butler joined our basketball group and became an ardent fan. By degrees, too great and devious to note, we Were bidding farewells to many of our friends and graduates. as they left for parts unknown. Remember Don MacNeil's sketches and cartoons, and our French songs that never ceased to cause comment? Pauline Alarie's greatest comment that year was, Sister, the door refuses to close. The entire Sophomore class was proud of the cheerleaders, especially since four of them were from our class. No one could cheer like our own Anna, Peggy, Claire and Ruthie. Remember Sister speculating and commenting on the choice odors of our very select perfumes? And the time Nancy Peters fell out of her seat in the Senior classroom? The hours of 9-1? And the day Francis Barrett was manipulated by those long pencils? ? ? Who will ever forget Lorraine Mann and her infinite supply of candies and food-stuffs? It was during this semester that Kay Murrin and Allena MacDonald decided that they had 'need of a vacation. And they took a long one, didn't they? We were all disappointed when it was decided that the school play that year would not be a musical, but we really enjoyed Don't Take My Penny. l l Remember Sister's careful distinction between Nancy Peter's ren- dition of Amapola and the song-writer's meaning of it. Sister claimed that any resemblance was purely coincidental! ! ! During our Sophomore year we had brainstorms really! Our greatest accomplishments were sprained wrists and rolls of bandage. The only trouble was that sometimes the farce didn't Work! The West End Weasel was forth-coming again this year with another world-wide definition. Did you know that sanitation meant an Insane