Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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GRADUATION NUMBER fore us. Wc wish success and happiness to our former teachers although you will prob- ably never have a class as clever and as studious as ours has been. We shall always think of S. H. S. with joy in the renieV.ibrance of the happy times we had together. 12- 27 has consumed the same amount of scholastic matter in four years as 13-’‘27 did in five years. There are 42 prospective Presidents, Lindberghs, and street-cleaners in our midst and also 34 prospective wives, old maids, and school madams in the class roster. The average age of the class is 17.32 years. If the total age of the class v ere heaped uj on one member that per- son would be just 261 years older than Methuselah. The person would have started his life at the destruction of Carthage. The average height of the class is 5 ' 6.33 . Supposing that each member of our group were placed one on top of the other they would tower 200 ' above the Pilgrim monument at Prov- incetown and would be one-third the height of Eiffel Tower, Paris, France. The class would also tower six times higher than our own dear temple of wisdom, Stoneham High. The average weight of the class is 126.33802 pounds. In comparison with Lindbergh’s Spirit of St. Louis the en- tire class weighs exactly twice as much of 5,000 pounds more than that plane. Class Athletes Charles Ford, Horace Chase and Aggie Eiley. Class Apollo, Ray Dodge Class Actor, Mac MacNeil Class Sheba, Eva Yeaton Class Atom, Joel Clark Class Aunti, Priscilla Taylor Class Artist’s Model, Alice Rhodes Class Air Gun, Olive Smith Class Atlas, George Young Class Audible Solomon, Kenneth Gilson Class Best Dancers, Jim Blenkhorn and Marion Govatsos Class Big Boy, George Apalakis Class Midget, Little Johnnie VanDerzee Class Baby, Li‘l Laurie Johnston Class Beauty, “Jinny” Learned Class Book Fiend, Russ Ringland Class Bachelor, “Rog” Lamson Class Chimney “Hoddy” Chase Class Cowboy, “Pick” Dillon Class Comedian, “Pat” Eagan Class Collegian, “Bob” Forrest Class Contortionist, Gladys Cameron Class Cave Man, “Joe” McGarry Class Chauffeur, “Dick” Metchear Class Cop, “Pat” Eagan Class Kandy Kid, Lillian Young Class Dude, “Jim” Blenkhorn Class Demureness, Anne Buzzell Class Dark Horse, Harold L. Lewis Class Dog Catcher, “Bill” Yorbeau Class Egotist, Esther Trainor Class Hoi eless, Lawrence Montague Class Frost, “Dick” Anderson Class Flirt, Mary Logan Class Heroine, Ruth Moody Class Hero, “Wott” Metchear Class Hothead, Velvin Alley Class Sophomore’s Hero, “Charlie” Ford Class Handy Woman, “Dot” Junkins Class Hopeful, “Dot” Tobey Class Heavyweight, “Art” Rotundi Class Iron Woman, “Dot” Jeffrey Class Innocence, Sylvia Linscott Class Icicle, Ivy Hodson C’lass Kreisler, “Rus” Ringland Class Janitor, “Bunny” Leavitt Class Sheik, “Johnnie” Kelly Class Man Hater, “Mil” Cosgrove Class Loudspeaker, Esther Trainor Class Most Popular Girl, “Wee” Clark Class Most Popular Boy, George MacNeil Class Most Bashful Girl, Helen Baert Class Musician, Weston Brannen Class Model, Alton Adelbert Brundage Class Megaphone, William F. Mahoney Class Mommo’s Boy, “Eggar” Patch Class Missionary, Rita Pettengill Class Noise, “Art” Hovey Class Nymph, Alice Kenney Class Nighthawk, “Bud” McCall Class Soap Box Orator, E. Harry Ad- zigian Class Optimist, “Gene’ Hale Class Old Maid, Flora Osborn Class Poet, Paul F. Gilman, Esq. Class Potent Pint, Mary Logan Class Pugilist, “Art” Rotundi Class Politician “Mitt” Whitcher Class Pretzel, Weston Brannen Class Roughneck, “Rus” Hodgman Class Shadow , Alice Crosby Class Strong Man, Ray Swartz Class Skeleton, Phyllis Whitney Class Tutor, “Ray” Dodge Class Tennis Champ, Ruth Murray Class Tomboy, “Dot” Newhall Class Tramp, “Ed” Roach Class Gossip, Edgar Patch Class Vamp, “Mil” Greenlaw Class Villain, Earl Potter [ 17 ]

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC in Miss Moore’s room. (Miss Moore is •very much admired for her wonderfully cheerful disposition.) Our class was reorganized and a very competent set of officers elected, name- ly: James McPartland, President; Harold Egan, Vice President ; Janet Learned, Secretarj and Steve Haseltine, Treasurer. On October 29, the class conducted its first social of the year in the form of a Halloween dance held in the gj ' innasium which was decorated for the occasion. A large iiumber were present. Sport s played a large part in our school life now. In football Eotundi, McCall, Egan, and Ford made the squad. In basketball, Ford, Metchear, YanDer- zee and Adzigian won their letters. A1 Eiley, Gladys Cameron and Anne Buz- zell were again on the field hockey team. On January 15, IMr. Dalglish, our new music instructor, i resented the Chinese Operetta, “Little Almond Eyes ’ and many of those taking part were chosen from our class. It was a great success. The same witticisms were in evidence this year too and in a classroom on cur- rent events was hear, “A man in a runa- way automobile used his head when he jumped out.” Eobert Forrest was awak- ened from his reverie one day by the teacher ' s voice. “I aint doin’ nothin’,” he said. The teacher calmly remarked, “That’s just the trouble.” It was with regret that we lost in the midst of our Junior year, Z Iiss Pomeroy, our typewriting and stenography teach- er, but in her successor, IMiss Poland, we had an able and well-liked teacher. Under her guidance more tj’pewriting and stenography awards have l)een won than ever before in the Stoneham High School. We were very sorry to learn at the end of our Junior j-ear that Ave were not to have ] Iiss Eyan, our teacher of business-training, Avith us for the re- mainder of our high school career. Miss Eyan was admired 1 )a all the stu- dents and she has been greatly missed. When Ave re-entered the broad corri- dors of the Stoneham High School for the last time as noble and dignified seniors, avo felt extremely the loss of our belov ed principal, Mr. Emerson. We waited anxiously to see our new principal, Mr. Watson, and a great sur- prise was received when, instead of see- ing a large stern man, as Ave had antici- pated, we beheld a short person with a very pleasant smile. 12-’27 was Avidely distributed, some of our members being seated in room 12 with Miss Poland. Part of the tech- nical and classical divisions AA’ere seated in Mr. Alden’s room. Never shall Ave forget hoAv Mr. Alden, after he had heard a complete recitation, Avould al- Avays say, “Noav once again, please.” The rest of our class Avas on the top fioor in Mr. Skerrye’s room. The need of an eleA ' ator AA as often felt by these students. Mr. Skerrye is to be remem- l)ered for his keen sense of humor and his fine Avitticisms. A word or two must be mentioned here about Mr. Neilson, office practise and bookkeeping teacher. We never could quite understand where Mr. Neilson got so many “cases and conditions.” ' In athletics the class Avas superb. ' When a Boston All-Scholastic Junior 1 Field Hockey Team was picked, Alice Eiley Avas chosen goalie and Avas award- ed the Boston Field Hockey Shield. Our class Avas very prominent throughout the year, supplying practically all of the best players on the various teams. The Senior Prom was held in the fall of a combination Junior Prom (and i Senior Hop at the Armory, Avhich was decorated Avith our colors, blue and sil- ver. In NoA ' ember came the second oper- etta under the direction of Mr. Dal- glish. The cast Avas largely made up of seniors. It Avas a very humorous play and Avas aa ' gII carried off by these able students. It has probably been noted that the Authentic has outdone itself this year, for 12-’27 has conducted the paper Avhich lias been the best yet. At a class meeting in April, George IMacNeil AA as elected President, filling that vacancy, Achile Eichmond Metchear ! became our Vice President. The senior play, “The ArriAml of Kit- j ty,” Avas a great financial as well as so- I cial success for the class. A very tal- j ented cast was chosen and everyone ' performed creditably. [ On May 18, the tAvo senior classes had j a joint banquet at the Hotel Kenmore, Boston. It A ms a very happy affair and was probably the last get-together Ave shall have. Then comes graduation, the most won- derful and yet most solemn of occa- sions. Yfhen we leaA ' e jmu today, we must go forward with a new sense of responsibility, Avith a new career be- [ 10 ]

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC Class Wonder, Lj’dia Bagdikian Class Windbag, “Eddie” Adzigian Class Woman Hater, Roger Lamson Class Study, The Opposite Sex, Recess Class Favorite Jaw Exercise Wrigley’s Class Meeting Places, Corridors Class Sports, Chess, Cutting Classes Class Jail, S. H. S. Class Advisor, Wilbert Bancroft Skerrye Class Uncle Dudley, Earl Thomas Thi- bodeau Class Chaperone, Miss Lenora Bessey Class Judge, Mr. Watson Class Jury, The School Board Class Sentence, 4 Years in the House of Education Class Worries, All our A’s Class Hogs, The “Originals” Class Bankrupts, The Juniors Class Idiosyncrasies, The Sophomores Class Santa Claus, Stanley W. Hirtle Class Evolutionist, Frank Newell Eaton Class Romeo, Chester Neilson Class Favorite Miss Moore Class Lady’s Man, Edward F. Alden Class School Girl, Miss Poland Class Professor, Charles Taylor Class Lucky Day, Graduation Day Class Reward, That Long Sought Diplo- (Class |3ropi|i ' rg James E. Blenkliorn, Jr. In the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and forty-seven, I stepped forth to the little town of Stoneham in search of information, and remunera- tion. The month was July, the day, Wednesday, the time 2.30 and the tem- perature quite torrid. I was returning to Stoneham after some years of study and recreation in Paris, mostly recrea- tion. The first to greet me the third day of my arrival was Arthur Hovey, who ran his big butter and egg store in Central Square. He took me for a swim down to Duck Pond which was now the favor- ite summer spot for the Stonehamites. The water was quite cool, a great re- lief. The large beach, running paral- lel to the Fellsway, was the scene of amassed and tanned-up swimmers. But as I glanced around for sight of friends the only pebble on the beach whom I recognized was George Apalakis with an air-tight bathing suit on his bosom and a sign across the top reading “Life Guard.” He was saving lives by the dozens passing out mints called “Life Savers.” The next person I ran across was Raymond Schwartz, .owner of the Schwartz Company plant down on : Montvale Avenue, manufacturers of aeroplanes and the like. Ray, with his business-like appearance (smoking a cigar and thumbs outstretching the sleeves of his vest) said he needed a good man like me to advertise his plane. Certainly I could not refuse this oppor- tunity though as an aviator I am a bet- ter butcher. However, I could not af- I ford to let the offer fly by, so I accept- € ' d. My x lane, v hich was then shown me, was a three-winged contraption with six propellers (five just in case of emergency,) a cabin, and a large sign . outside marked “Schwartz.” Surely few ! jobs could be easier, merely flying around advertising an aeroplane. ; The day of departure came and my plane was tuned up to perfection. So I tightened up my belt, as I climbed into the cock-pit and imagined mj self diving off the pier of inconsequentiali- ty into the shark-infested waters of the future. With a whiz of the propellor I was soaring up above the skyscrapers of Stoneham Square and leaving the Montvale flying field behind, j The first ten hours of my journey 1 were the hardest but after that the faith- ful “Schwartz’” roared on with the bristling perpetuality of a genius. As I was passing over what I surmised was Michigan due to the number of automobile plants below, a fellow air- man passed by, Paul Gilman, the poet. As a result of the congested air traf- fic he nearly collided with my plane, being terrifically occupied in soliloquiz- ing on a new poem. His stenographer, Doris Jeffrey, was with him, taking things down as they came to that enor- mous mind of the master poet. Imag- ine it! So many vehicles in the air that it was highly desirable to put out one’s left hand when going around a corner. As the day was growing late, I decid- ed to land somewhere to spend the night. At the place of my landing, which by mistake was a cornfield, and ran across the corn ruining ear by ear, a little old farmer with a goatee on his chin came running out as though to kill. To my astonish- ment he said nothing but greeted me cordially for it was none other than Kenneth Gilson. For the rest of the [ 18 ]