Stevens High School - Red and Black Yearbook (Claremont, NH)

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10 THE' RED AND BLACK rung of the Stevens' academic ladder. But ours was not a gloomy nature and we asserted ourselves by establishing the well-known Sock and Buskin, under the leadership of Miss Richardson. Our first achievement across the footlights was the assembly play, New Girl In Town. Using the assembly play as a stepping stone, the Sock and Buskin then went on to present three one-act plays to the public. The program consisted of a melodrama, The Widow's Plightj' a comedy, Of All Things, and a tragedy, The Opening of a Door. In spite of limitations caused by scarcities and priorities, our annual football dance was a colorful affair. An original touch was added when each dance was cleverly entitled with the name of a member of our squad. Incidentally, a large number of our classmates throughout the years have par- ticipated in basketball, baseball, and hockey, as well as football. In accordance with a custom inaugurated a number of years ago, the Daily Eagle invited a Senior student staff to edit the paper for one day. A more memor- able five hours could not be found in the lives of that small group. Just ask any one of them! It was during this year also that the students of Stevens took over the town of Claremont for a day. The honorable Mr. Louie Zullo and Mr. Mitchell Baker were elected as our worthy town fathers. Being clever politicians they won their offices by promising everything from fur-lined gutters to steam heated bl-eachers. But, boys, we haven't seen them yet! Mae Whippen, also from the Senior class, was our town clerk. Finally we produced the one and only Senior play, Foot-loose, with much youthful ambition and anxiety. Miss Richardson supervised the rendition of the performance itself, and also the construction of the entire set, upon which long hours of franctic labor were expended. Thus our parade of memories ends. And now, inevitably, the doors are finally swinging shut and we step into the future ..... The puzzle of life Is forming before us. The even and jagged pieces Fitting together smoothly- Tell a fascinating story. it f Nanci Dodge.

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THE RED AND BLACK 9 It was during this year that we first established ourselves as a class with drama- tic ability. Curses, the Villain is Foiiedj' a dynamic success, starred Dorothy Loudon as our gallant heroine, Martin Fleit as our dashing hero, and Fred Bailey as the cursed villain. Barbara Morse played the part of the mother, Bruce Robert- son and Virginia Blake furnished the play with a startling comedy effect. This second year the class officers Were: Rodney Davis, president, Anne Thompson, vice-president, Barbara Morse, secretary, Bruce Robertson, treasurerg Miss Redden, class adviser. Suddenly we were Juniors. We could join the ranks of upperclassmen. An hilarious year was on its way. Our class leaders this year were Guy Wilson, presi- dent, Jennie Adamovich, vice president, Anna Laskevich, secretary, Phyllis Bailey, treasurer, Miss Griggs, adviser. Before we knew it we found ourselves swamped with crepe paper and little lambs. It was the Junior Prom. Of course we don't want to boast, but it has been said that it was a prom that will never be ecxualled. Remember that little black lamb that waltzed across the back of the stage that picturesque evening? sLittle did we suspect that that lamb was none other than the class of forty-three. Lois Putnam was certainly an able prophet when she conceived the idea of the tiny fella Quite unexpectedly the study halls occupied by Juniors found their numbers depleted, especially on the last two days of the school week. However, a glance into the tiny news room upstairs would have shown all the absent members work- ing rabidly to produce a super Stevens News ...... on time. With Barbara Morse as our preeminent editor-in-chief, some of the merriest issues in the short history of this little paper managed to get by the censors and through the presses. We cannot let these records continue without remarking on those days of hot dogs and football games, cokes and basketball, when our school spirit was brought into evidence by our grand squad of cheerleaders. But time goes by, and before we could realize it, we were struggling to lind enough Juniors not engulfed by too many school organizations to plan the Senior Reception-the grand finale to three wonderful years. It was during this memor- able era that the first signs of the wear and tear that we were causing on the nerves of the faculty became evident. But with fortitude and forbearance they managed to survive our madcap adventures. With notebooks and glasses, We frequent our classes. Oh, we live a life of toil .... Our Senior year had arrived. We opened the final session of our high school career by reelecting Guy Wilson as our president. Rodney Davis, Anna Laskevich, and Robert Steinlield formed his cabinet. Miss Willey and Mr. Howard took on the dangerous task of advising us through this last year. Immediately, a committee was chosen to take charge of those Tuesday morning gatherings. Under the able leadership of Dot Loudon as chairman, the committee saw to it that both an interesting and instructive weekly program was presented. Days flew into weeks .... and then came the crowning blow: the Seniors topped off four years of questionable scholastic ability by holding down the bottom

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THE RED AND BLACK 11 f I Qi 2 O A 9 Q , ,, N S429 A at Q at KX ii Qi L3 oak Q55 f ,. Rf K Q -, gh ,fl Dwi Q fl :Q Q ' ff W 'Egg-,egszsi ll , 5 in ,-- ,j.i:,.,,,-?2'-TEM. 1, -avi,-Qeg- . Q Q, jk- , Q 7 P Class Prophecy By DOROTHY LOUDON and HELEN PILVER ECAUSE OF THE LAST WAR, priorities on beartraps, brass knuckles, shot guns, and Manila hemp, we were faced with a desperate situation-no men! ! Having a thorough knowledge of the comic strips-in particular L'i1 Abner and the wiles of Daisy Mae-we took our Hfeudin' guns to get us a man. Traveling for two whole days, we finally arrived in Dogpatch, which was now a thriving little town. Hearing a booming voice in the distance we turned and spied-No-it can't be! But yes, it is- Hairless Joe Steinfield, shouting, Step right up girls and enter in- to the annual Sadie Hawkins Day Race that always gets resultslt' Steiniield, club in hand, jumped off his soap box and greeted us heartily. Above the roaring can- non and the booming guns, he .shouted that he would be glad to show us around the peaceful countryside. On our way to the business section, which consisted of a general store, an eatin' place, a date bureau, and a few other buildings, we passed the cheerful abode of Jennie Adamovich. Her boarders, Lippy Zullo, Russell Scott, '4Bob Lavoie, Creepy', Koledo, and t'Bull Mercier, were lined up on the porch still fighting the battles of history class. Leaving this homey atmosphere we heard terrific wails from a nearby woodshed. Upon looking into the matter, we found Mammy Barbara Bartlett-still playing the Mother role originated by Barbie Morse-administering punishment to Pappy Stuart Jones for stealing her preserved turnips.