Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC hescrubbed Broadway before Mayor William Vorbeau skipped along the bright lights. Mayor Bill was recently nicknamed “Volcano Vorbeau” for he ruled New York very “eruptiously.” A newspaper was purchased to learn more details. The paper Ave read was the “Gotham Gossip,” edited by Mildred GrecnlaAv. On the front page was an article about horse-back riding describ- I ed to perfection by Eed herself. The “Gossip” stated that the parade was to start at 8.00 P. M., and Miss America was to be included. ' Heading the parade at eight was Miss America, Janet Learned. Although on- ‘ ly forty-seven years old, she won the prize with ease. Her features were di- vine, and she was just as cute as she was forty years ago in Stoneham, Mass., ' except for the fact that she had groAvn a few pounds. “Jakey” rode right by us though. Perhaps she didn’t recog- nize us. We returned to the hotel with the gleeful satisfaction that at last someone had placed Stoneham on the map. The following day Horace and I de- parted, he heading for Dippj University and I for Boston and home. I boarded the good ship “Leakansink” which was commanded by Stephen Haseltine. The ship’s cook was Mrs. Haseltine, needless to say formerly Mildred Cosgrove. The “Leakansink” ran betv een Noav York and Boston — occasionally. Captain Haseltine’s first mate was Law ' rence Johnston, Avho steered the ship in many ways. Just outside Vineyard Haven I noticed Alice Rhodes, famous biologist, fishing for clams. She was still fishing five hours later when I leaned over the upper deck. The hook, line and sinker she used proved very faithful. To my , surprise she caught something. Una- i ware of her good fortune, the passen- | gers were astonished to see appearing i above the Avater one of these small seA’en-hundred pound mud turtles. They haA e a habit of eating arms, legs, or anything else and are quite danger- ous. But to the rescue came First Mate Johnston. He cut off Alice’s line, and i the turtle disappeared. Mr. Johnston I deserA’es much praise as it surely was a close shave for tbe noted biologist. The boat at last reached Boston. Professor Schwartz was there awaiting my arrival. I told him my story: whom I had met, those of whom I had heard and the places I had Ausited. Surely the A ' alue of this could not be over es- timated. To discover the Avhereabouts of my fprmer classmates fullfilled the greatest desire of my heart. of tl]e 3ropitet Horace Morse Chase One fine day in the spring, 1947, as I paused in the well knoAvn “Cafietra” Hotel in London, England, I perceived a stately gentleman. Upon his head he AAore a plug hat which was tipped gently over one eye. Leaning against one of the great pillars of the main lobby he scanned the daily news thru a monocle Avhich Avas expertly balanced on his nose. As he stood there old memories came to me. I thought of our senior class play back in ’27 and remembered what a great success it was and Avhat a great Englishman Jim Blenkhorn had made in his plug hat, spats and monocle. Hoav like these two Avere. They must be the same. I jump- ed and pounded him on the back. The monocle dropped to the floor AAuth a silvery tinkle and broke into a thousand pieces. Stooping OA ' er Avithout a word he picked up the pieces of broken glass. As he arose, AA’ith a painful look of agony on his visage I thought of that old “gag” of Jim’s, “Where ya been?” The painful look disappeared and a smile dawned on his noble face. “Daown Miami.” “Hoav are things doAvn there?” I said. “Glad to be back?” “Yaou bet.” “Where ya goin?” “Up Maine.” “Live up there?” “Yeah.” I Avill let you imagine Avhat folloAved in the next five minutes, but finally Jim lemarked, “Come up to my apartment and Ave’ll swap stories. As I follovred him up the long flight of stairs I thought of the old S. H. S. and our good times there. “Whoopee” what loud ties and socks AA’e used to flash! Jim still had an eye for color judging by the necktie he Avas now Avearing. After hearing my story, Jim asked, “Hoaa ' is good old S. H. S.?” “Just the same as eA’er,” I ansAvered, “but let me hear your story.” James agreed and here is the story as I remember it. “The year after I graduated from Stoneham High School, I entered Bos- ton University. After a long and hard siege at this noted institution of learn- ing I graduated with high honors. For tAvo years I was a salesman but business [ 22 ]

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GRADUATION NUMBER trained nurses and ran a private hos- pital in Chicago. “Scratcher” then showed me a phamplet advertising a dance. There stood Russell Ringland, fiddle in hand, conducting his orches- tra. At the piano sat Veivin Alley (I never knew she could play) and just behind her was Ruth Russell with a saxophone. Over in the corner of this picture was Alice Crosby holding two drumsticks. There were two more peo- ple in the picture whom I didn’t seem to recognize. One had a cornet, the other a big tuba. The former was play- ed by Ruth Murray and the latter by Marion Govatsos, so John stated. Indeed, all this proved interesting. Johnny Kelly provided great informa- tion, but he had been just like snow — he drifted. As evidence, he produced a book called ‘ ' Seeing the W orld Through a Port-Hole.” When our train reached New York, I bad John good-bye. My next stop was the Hotel Vanderbilt where I registered and secured a suite of rooms. Several hours were spent on Wall Street for the Schwartz Motors Co. I returned to the hotel just in time to find Horace Chase scribbling in the autograph album. So we shared the suite together. Horace was noAv coach of the Dippy Universi- ty’s track team. Sunday morning came. Certainly I must attend church. We had breakfast in bed before Horace finally agreed to go. Church began at 10.30. The hour now being 10.05, we could afford to w’aste little time. Walking down the hotel steps, Hoddie yelled, “Hey, Taxi,” and a big green cab drew up to about two thousandths of an inch from the curb. Wc stepped into the cab and di- rected the driver to our destination. As we were riding down Thoity-thoid street Hoddie recognized something peculiar about the driver. He ' wmuld stop for nothing, passing everything on the road, zig-zagging down, up, in, out, un- til finally this death-lurking ride ceased as we reached the giant edifice. We w ' ere about to saj’’ a few words to the chauffeur wdien casting a glance towards the sidew’alk we heard the expression, “Hi, fellers.” It was one, Earl Potter, with a heavy mustache and a large stomach added to his appearance. Odd what a change twenty years can make in people. Earl had now a large family to support. This he did very nobly. To him belonged every taxi in New York but one. Let me explain that that one was in the possession of Edgar Patch. Patchie at this time was a striv- ing inventor. His latest model was the ZR Cab 4, a detachable machine which would travel on land, air, sea, or what not, but so far generally needed as- sistance. This machine, however, was just used as an advertisement and did not compete with the Potter business. We had three minutes to secure a seat in church. Therefore, bidding good-bye to the taxi man, we ascended the stairs to the church. As we passed the thresh- hold, Horace and myself were ushered in by Ehvyn Leavitt. Elwyn was head deacon, choirister, janitor and several other officials of the church. How sur- prised we were when a long-faced, stout, well-dressed, curly, auburn haired min- ister took the pulpit. In a moment it Avas discovered that the gentleman was I Robert Forrest, who used to be a bash- ' ful boy back in Stoneham High School. Mr. Leavitt quotes that Bobby turned to the ministry after a poor trial at being a detective. The services were wonder- I ful, the prayers beautiful, and Parson Forrest taught his lesson well. Flora Osborn was the soloist and the flood of music lifted to the roof by her melo- dious voice was magnificent. All in all we gained a great deal by going to church and we returned to the hotel just in time to receive the last call for dinner. The next day old Sol came out with a bright offering. The Giants were play- ing the Cincinnati Reds in the after- noon so Mr. Chase suggested seeing the game. I consented. As the first inning began William Mc- Call, who was knoAvn as “Mugsy” Mc- Call took the slab for the Giants. Mug- sy walked the first three men and then struck out the next three. When the ' Reds took the field, William Mahoney, ! now called “Whiffer’ ’Mahoney, pitched I air-tight ball for his team. For the first nine innings McCall gave bases on balls three times each inning and then fanned the following three successively. I Mahoney had allowed no hits for eight : innings, th,e score being nothing to nothing. At this point McCall hit a I home run over the fence and lost the I ball. This being the last l)all, Umpire Lawrence Montague was forced to call I the game. j That evening there was to be a parade of the nation’s most beautiful girls in the heart of the city. Joseph McGarry, ; the street commissioner, made sure that [ 21 ]

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GRADUATION NUMBER ■was not good in my lines so I gave it i up. I tried many other vocations but ; I was a flat failure. I was about to ; give up when one day I saw the girl of | my dreams, the most beautiful girl in all the world. Upon first sight I fell in j love with her. She tripped like a fairy , down the avenue, and I, struck dumb by her charms, followed her, not daring to ' speak. I found her home and took the address. By becoming acquainted with the landlady of her apartment I man- ' aged to get an introduction to the fair lady. After that it didn’t take long to become fast friends and we saw much ! of each other. She aroused my ambi- ' tions and soon after I tried out in ama- 1 teur vaudeville. The act I put on made a big hit and after playing it for two months I received an offer to play the Englishman in “Wopple-choke’s Mil- lions.” By advancing fast and furious- ly my name was soon written on the lights of Broadway and I became a very wealthy man. My fiance and I were soon married. But alas ! A fool and his money are soon paretd. The day after ; nij’ wedding, the girl of my dreams dis- appeared and also the whole of my for- i tune which I had entrusted to her. This thing broke my heart, also my pocketbook. The following week I sailed for London and have played with tlie same company ever since theji. tillie (Elass Adzigian, Edward Harry; Age 17; Nicknames, Eddie, Ed, Adzie, E. Harry; Description, Clever (?), and very mod- est(?); Remarks, I demand a B in Lat- in; Sports, Football 3, 4, Basketball 2, 3, 4, Baseball 3; Activities, Literary Ed- j itor of Authentic, Orchestra 2, 4, Superin- tendent of Schools (Boys’ Week;) Post ' Graduation Plans, Harvard. j Alley, Velvin Claire ; Age 19 ; Nick- i name. Red; Description, Carrot-top; Re-: marks. What’s that for? Post Gradua- | tion Plans, Bay State Box Co. Office, i Anderson, Richard; Age 18; Nick-! names, Dick, Dickie; Description, Grace | (ful;) Remarks, I don’t even mind; j Sports, Cross Country 3, 4, Class Basket- j ball 3, 4 ; Activities, Stage Manager of | Senior Play; Post Graduation Plans; ' Wentworth. Apalakis, Constantine ; Age 17 ; Nick- name, Goose; Description, Smooth; Re- marks, Where are we going to-night? Post Graduation Plans, P. G. Apalakis, George Edward; Age 17; Nickname, Apple; Description, Golfer; Remarks, Gonna play to-day, Metch? Sports, Hockey 1. Baert, Helen Anna; Age 18; Nick- name, Baert ; Description, Blondy; Re- marks, Hustle along; Activities, Glee Club 3 ; Post Graduation Plans, Bryant Stratton or Burdett College. Bagdikian, Lydia Natalie; Age 18; Nickname, Lil; Description, Studious; Remarks, Goodness, gracious. Blenkhorn, James; Age 17; Nickname, Jimmie; Description, Restful (?); Re- marks, Ayah ! Sports, Football 3, Cross Country 1; Activities, Senior Play, Se- nior Banquet and Class Day Commit- tees, Class Prophet, Baseball Manager; Post Graduation Plans, University of Vermont. Brannen, Weston Louis; Age 17; Nickname, Wes; Description, Hard boil- ed; Remarks (?); Sports, Gym Team 3, 4; Activities, Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4, Recep- tion Committee 4; Post Graduation Plans, M. I. T. Brundage, Alton Adelbert ; Age 17; Nickname, Nap ; Description, Romeo ; Remarks, Cut it out. What d’ya say? Sports, Baseball 3, 4, Hockey 3, 4; Ac- tivities, Principal of Stoneham High (Bovs’ Week;) Post Graduation Plans, B. U. Buzzell, Anne Rosamond; Age 18; ' Nickname, Buzzie ; Description, The big noise (?); Remarks, How are you? Sports, Varsity Basketball 2, 3, 4, Class Field Hockey 3, 4; Activities, Assistant Editor of Authentic 4, Social Committee 2; Post Graduation Plans, B. U. Cameron, Gladys Meduca ; Age 17 ; Nickname, Horses! ! Description, G. M. C. Truck (latest and largest) ; Remarks, Oh my goodness ; Sports, Field Hockey 2. 3, 4, Class Basketball 3, 4 ; Post Grad- uation Plans, Training at Deaconess Hospital. Chase, Horace Morse ; Age 17 ; Nick- name, Hardy; Description, Bozo; Re- marks, Go ahead, I’m -willing; Sports, Baseball 2, 3, 4, Cross Country 1, 2, 3, 4, Captain of Cross Country 4, Hockey 4; Activities, Joke and Class Notes Edi- tor of Authentic 4, Prophecy of Proph- et, Senior Prom and Senior Play Com- mittees; Post Graduation Plans, P. G. Clark, Alvah G. ; Age 17; Nickname, A1 ; Description, Goody goody; Re- marks, Hey, Jo; Sports, Cross Country 1. Clark, Edith Norma ; Age 17 ; Nick- name, Wee; Description, Pleasingly plump; Remarks, Listen here; Sports, [ 23 ]