Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC 25 Business Training 59th year begins in September For Young Men and Women BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION ACCOUNTING EXECUTIVE SECRETARIAL SHORTHAND AND TYPEWRITING BUSINESS AND FINISHING COURSES • One and Two-Year Programs. Previous commercial training not required for entrance. Leading colleges represented in attendance. Students from different states 1 Burdett College Write or telephone for 1 6 STUART STREET, BOSTON Day or Evening Telephone HANcock 6300 Catalog PLACEMENT Service Free to Graduates 2021 employment calls received dur- ing the past year. Kennedy’s UNDER-GRAD SHOP Is the Favored Shop of High School Men You like the youthful debonair clothes with a particularized college cut. We have them — and in most cases long before they are to be seen elsewhere. Show us an undergrad with pride in his appearance and we’ll wager seven times out of ten he’s a Kennedy customer • — and we’re improving this impressive average all the time. If you are among those who have not as yet come to Kennedy’s for your clothes start now! KENNEDY’S Summer Hawley FOURTH FLOOR

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24 THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC PRESIDENT’S ADDRESS As President of the Class of 1937 of Stoneham High School, it is my special privilege on this occa- sion to welcome you, parents, teachers, and friends, to our graduation exercises. We greet you with a sentiment of gratitude in the realization of the countless sacrifices and untiring efforts on your part which made it possible for us to reach this stage of our lives. We fully realize that this graduation is but one primary step toward the achievement of those cher- ished ends to which every youth on Commencement Day aspires, namely, a wholesome and successful life. We do not look upon it as the climax in our preparation for life, as high school seniors are often inclined to do, but merely as the starting point in the lifetime struggle for ideals which each one of us now individually holds sacred. Equipped with this preliminary training, made possible by your combined efforts, it is our fervent hope and ambition to so conduct ourselves in the battle for a place in the world that we will reflect only the highest of credit upon our alma mater and upon our dear parents. Some of us will enter the business world immediately; others, with an eye to the professions, will deem it wise to attend college. On whatever course we embark, we will all be striv- ing for the same goal, working for the same pur- pose, to make you people proud of us. We may not become famous, we may not write golden pages in the history of our age; but if, after our life’s work has been done and we settle down to enjoy the fruits of diligent labor and clean living, we can justly say that we have fought the good fight and fought it well, we will be satisfied that you can look to us as a group which has done its best to carry on as worthy successors of our fathers and forefathers. And we make this statement with a certain justified confidence, despite the fact that the world, only re- cently emerged from a terrible depression, is even now sorely beset with international problems that make the prospect of a rosy future almost question- able. Year after year, from class to class, we know that you have fondly watched us develop. We want you to continue to do so, and we only wish that you will be able to see a gradual growth in power and self-responsibility on our part as we become better men and women, and better assets to the commun- ity. I think that I bespeak the mind of my fellow classmen when I say that your efforts and your sac- rifices have not been in vain. And so again we thank you and welcome you to our graduation. Clifford B. Thompson. CLASS HISTORY After pondering and pondering for hours to recall the many happy memories and various activities of this wonderful Class of “1937”, like “Alice in Won- derland”, I must have fallen asleep, for in my dreams a large, white rabbit ran close by me. There was nothing remarkable about this, nor did I give it much thought until the rabbit suddenly stopped in the middle of a large field and beckoned for me to follow. I started toward him, when, quick as a flash, he gave a great leap and hopped into a large hole in the corner of the field. Filled with curiosity at the strange actions of the rabbit, I ran hastily across the field and followed. Down, down I went after him without the least thought of danger or where I was going. Soon I found myself in a brilliantly lighted passage and in front of me was the rabbit standing patiently before a gate on which was the inscription “1933”. A mo- ment later he opened the gate and to my great sur- prise, as I entered, I saw our Class of “1937” gath- ered about Miss Collins, Miss Fitzgerald, Mr. Miller, and Mrs. Barnes, our ever watchful guardians dur- ing our freshman year. In the background on a raised platform, sat his Honor, William Gile, president; assisted by Cliff Thompson, vice president; Marguerite Amo, secre- tary, and Wilbur Marsh, treasurer. As I roamed about, soft music attracted my attention, and there under the shady trees, Charles Forth, chairman of our Social Committee, was conducting our first so- cial. “Come, we must not linger here any longer as I have more to show you,” said the rabbit. There- upon, he led me to a second gate which was marked “1934”. Quietly the rabbit opened this gate, and the scene of a clear September morning stretched out before me. Our class was facing the new and thrilling experience of being members of the Senior High School. Miss Smith, Miss Finn, Mrs. Milton, and Miss Gar- land were there to welcome us as sophomores. Again William Gile was our president with Law- rence Hurley, vice president; Marguerite Amo, sec- retary; Cliff Thompson, treasurer, and Russell An- drews, chairman of our social activities. What did I see coming? It looked like a parade. It was the great parade of the A. A. Circus which was held in the school gymnasium, to the success of which our class contributed most generously. My attention was then attracted by singing and the sound of tap dancing. Surely enough, there be- fore me I viewed the A. A. Minstrel Show held un- der the efficient direction of Mr. Reynolds. Again I saw our class in a social, conducted by Russell

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26 THE 5TONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC Andrews and his able committee. A hot athletic field attracted my attention, and there I saw working vigorously many of our boys in training under the strenuous coaching of “Doc” Gordon. Standing in a daze admiring these many fond scenes, I forgot all about my rabbit friend. Sudden- ly hearing a call coming from a short distance along the passage, I saw him standing before a larger gate conspicuously marked “1935”, which opened in- to a much more elaborate yard with beautiful trees and flowers. Approaching nearer to the entrance, I heard a sound like a riot of many voices raised in merriment and joy. Bewildered, I hesitated about going farther, but the rabbit, taking my arm to assist me, remarked, “Fear not, good friend, for the end is not yet”, and escorted me into the yard. What a grand and glo- rious sight! Here we all were once more, having advanced to the dignified rank of Juniors. Looking nervously around, I saw Miss Spinney, Miss John- son, Miss Eastman, and Mr. Reed hurrying about preparing to make our Junior stay a pleasant and a profitable one. In the midst of this happy group, President Americo Eramo, Vice President Lawrence Hurley, Secretary Marguerite Amo, and Treasurer Florence Monson were pleasantly conversing with Francis Gallella, chairman of our Social Committee, who later held a most successful “get together” in the school gymnasium. Since our last meeting a change had occurred in our school faculty. Mrs. Milton had resigned and her place as English teacher had been taken by Miss Dunning. Hark! what did I hear? Music? Yes, indeed, and more music. The S. H. S. was on parade and our class contributed its talents to assist our direc- tor, Mr. Arthur Reynolds, in making this the great- est musical and financial venture ever produced un- der the auspices of the Athletic Association. Nineteen thirty-five certainly was the year in which our famed athletes began to make history for Stoneham. Among the players of that famous hockey team that brought the championship of the Greater Boston Hockey League to our town were Cliff Thompson, Americo Eramo, Bill Dowd, Dean Morrison, and Dana Wandless. Close by were Donald Shay, Bill Gilson, David Morton, and Ben Bagdikian, who did their part on the cross country team. On the football and baseball teams many other boys of our class, also, brought credit both to them- selves and to the school. Encouraging the teams on to victory were many loyal rooters led by the S. H. S. cheering squad on which we were represented by Dot Starr, Helen Scully, and Russell Andrews. However, not all our time was spent on socials and sports for there was Rico Eramo, our president, conducting a meeting in the most businesslike way, discussing the important question of class rings. Priscilla Booth and her committee were given the responsibility of selecting rings. Here, too, in our Junior year we were represented in the graduation of the Class of 1936 by Russell Andrews and Dot Starr, as marshals, and Cliff Thompson and Dot Lufkin, head ushers. Now an entirely different scene, one of sadness, appeared. Our beloved classmate, Lucille Sabia, had passed away. I pause a moment and reverently read : Soundlessly, shadowly, such move on, Dim as the dream of a child asleep; And no one knoweth ’till they are gone How lofty their souls, their hearts how deep, Bright souls these — God only sees. Deep in thought and memories, slowly I walked from this scene out into the passage where the rab- bit was anxiously waiting. Silently, I followed until he stopped at a gate of much greater dimensions than any of the others. In much- larger figures the year “1936” was inscribed. Chatting in a most friendly manner, my friend rabbit opened this huge gate. Why, such immense proportions? At first I wondered, but then, after a moment of reflection, I began to comprehend its meaning. Have we not grown and developed much during these past four years? Likewise, have our interests and activities increased. Where then should I begin my tour of inspection? Directly in the foreground appeared the familiar faces of Miss Johnson, Mrs. Coy, Mr. Davis, and Mr. Thibodeau, our new guardians. No wonder they looked pleased when they welcomed us to the Senior Class rooms, for, of course, they real- ized, as in the past, that dignified seniors are so studious and self-reliant, that they are quite capable of taking care of themselves. Another change had occurred in the faculty. We were sorry to learn that Mr. Reynolds had resigned to accept another position but were glad to welcome Mr. Miller, one of our former freshman teachers, appointed in his place. Cliff Thompson had the honor of being our senior president, Edward Meehan, vice president; Mar- guerite Amo, secretary; Lawrence Hurley, treasur- er, and Russell Andrews, Social chairman. This surely was a banner year for our class on the athletic field. How clearly I remembered that foot- ball game when the team, guided by Captain Min- ghella, after a very good season on the gridiron, de- feated our rival, Reading High School, on Thanks- giving Day! Our cross country team, led by Captain Shay, was