St Sebastians School - Arrow Yearbook (Newton, MA)

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CLASS HISTORY T. SEQBASTIANVS School had been in existence little more than a year, when our hopeful parents entrusted us to its formative influence. With the achievement of graduation from grammar school just behind us, we sensed the importance of this venture into higher education in a comparatively infant school and we kept eyes and ears open for impressions,favorable or unfavorable. As a matter of fact, everything was surprisingly satisfactory right from the start. Our formal introduction to the scheme of things came on a mid-September Friday morning when we arrived to be officially registered and to receive our class programs and text books. The reception committee, made up of the Headmaster, Fr. Mclnnis, and his two resident assistants, Fr. Meehan and Fr. Collins, proved amazingly human and the classroom setting seemed lightsome and almost cheerful. On the following Monday we assembled in the Chapel at9o'clock to offer the Holy Sacrifice ofthe Mass with the Headmaster, and to beg God the Holy Ghost to pour out wisdom's graces upon us. At the end of Mass, Fr. Mclnnis, still clad in priestly vestments, spoke to us from the sanctuary, outlining the duties and responsibilities that rested upon us. We came out from the Chapel to take our places in the Freshman classroom, and, as each new period of the day was announced by the bell, we made the acquaintance of another teacher who was to lead us through the mazes of this subject or that. The Math class was presided over by Fr. Meehan, while Fr. Collins introduced us to the declensions and conjugations of Latin. English Prose and Poetry , not to forget Composition ,was meted out generously by Fr. Flanigan, and History was vividly and graphically unfolded by Fr. Keating. French, oral and written,was Fr. Julien's field. To crown our course We sat at the feet of the Headmaster and had the truths of our Holy Faith expounded logically and vigorously. After having made the acquaintance of our teachers, we quite naturally began to appraise the classmates whose comra.deship we were to enjoy. Counting noses we found that the class comprised thirteen boys of assorted weights and measures: Alfred Amendola, 'iMike Barrette, Bert Bloomquist, Myron Bullock, Ronald Daly, Paul and Robert Flynn, Thomas Aquinas Gallagher, Robert Higgins, Charles Mackey, Bill McGowan, Joe Murphy and Eddie Shields. No formal introduction of one to another was ever necessary: acquaintance and friendship grew from nods and greet- ings, and ripened with the associations formed in the classroom, the dining hall and the gym. The dining hall and the gym were two features of the School that were rather breath-taking in those days. No bell of the entire day was as welcome as the peal that ended the morning classes and summoned us to the dinner table. Hustling down to neatly laid places, we awaited the saying of grace , and then suspended judgment until two upper classmen arrayed in waiters' coats, carried in the serving trays.

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