Sutton Memorial High School - Exitus Yearbook (Sutton, MA)

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14 4 6 CLASS WILL We, the class of 1946, being of sound mind and body and recog- nizing the fact that our school days are about to end, declare this to be our last will and testament. To Miss Donnelly, we will an increased number of extracurricu- lar activities to occupy her leisure time and a collection of plays which she may direct in the future. To Miss Ryan, we will a toy wagon so that she may pull her books to school and a reliable alarm clock so that she may reach school before 8:59 a. m. To Mrs. Crocker, we will a chauffeur to drive her from school to school and a wardrobe of costumes and band uniforms for her stu- dents. To Mr. Morris, we will a sum of money so that he may buy new chemistry equipment to replace that which we have broken and several taxis to accommodate his athletic teams. To Mr. Schwab, we will a daily well-balanced lunch plus a new volume on World War II so that he may have more facts to teach his students. To Mr. Butler, we will a larger stenography class and a collection of somber hued ties to rest the eyes of his pupils. I, George Aspinwall, will my misfortune of having to remain after school during baseball and basketball season to Joe Minor. I, Robert Brigham, will my six feet two inches to Joe Minor and my fiendish laugh to Ann DeYoung. I, Norton Clarkson, will my ability to play the drums to Adelle Smith and my car to Miss Donnelly. I, Dorothy Davagian, will my black hair to Eileen Andrews and my bangs to Mr. Butler. I, Lena Desjourdy, will my driving skill (??) to Eddie MacLaren and my collection of i. d. bracelets to Louise Freeland. I, Helen Home, will my blue eyes to Roland Mongeon and my size 8 shoes to Dot Lemoine. I, Anah Johnson, will my drawing ability to Sidney DeYoung and my shyness to Robert Chausse. I, Chester Klewiec, will my ability to forget assignments to Nancy Smith and my tardiness schedule to Bruce Shaw.

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13 ' 4 6 ward the airport with us, and, during the course of the conversation, told us that another member of our class was his private secretary. Dot Davagian had been working for him since he had organized his chain farms. We left Chet for the time, being and continued our sight seeing tour. A sign on a billboard attracted our attention. Madame La Marble Presents Opera, ' Rolleo and Mulliet ' . We surely would have to be there when the curtain went up. At a corner newstand we bought a Sutton Times and in the society column was this item: Hollywood Starlet Retires to Country Home in Sutton. Under this was a picture of Lena Desjourdy. It really made us feel important to have a former classmate as a famous movie star. , In the classified ads section, this one was most interesting: If you have a rattle-trap, sell to Smitty ' s Junk Yard at top prices. , Same old Smitty — can ' t keep away from a car. Another ad went something like this: If you have trouble with your wife, come to see us — The Horne Marriage Bureau. Yes, you guessed it. Helen was the author of the ad. It was close to six bells, so we whistled for a taxi. One came screeching to a stop in front of us, and who should the driver be but Norton Clarkson. His ambition always had been to clip fenders — now he certainly was happy. Back at the airport, we went into Bob ' s office and told him all the news we had about the class of ' 46. We had heard some- thing about all but two of them, Joan Morgan and Arthur Learned. Stretch said he could tell us about them very easily. Joan was hostess on one of his rocket-ships and Arthur, who is now Dr. Learned with a Ph. D. from Yale, had established research laboratories on the moon. Take-off time arrived, so we climbed aboard to take a better view of the world — from the top-side. Richard Plante George Aspinwall

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15 ' 4 6 I ( Jean LaCoy, will my ability to blush to Mr. Butler and my white knee socks to Lucille Currier. I, Arthur Learned, will my ability to experiment without break- ing apparatus to Donald Peterson and my quietness to Alfred Marando. I, Alfred Ledoux, will my curly hair to Michael Fedorczuk and my smoking habit to Mr. Morris. I, Marion Marble, will my ability to play the piano to Josephine Piatczyc and my knowledge of U. S. History to Jane Fulton. I, Joan Morgan, will my blue sweater to Hazel Horne and my inability to sing to Helena Bernier. I, Eleanor Peterson, will my slight figure to Walter Alexander and my ability to draw to my cousin, Donald Peterson. I, Richard Plante, will my height to Barbara Brinck and my Perry Como voice to Robert Johnson. I, Channing Smith, will my ability to be mischievous to Richard Hutchinson and my witticisms to Constance Senecal. I, Herman Stienstra, will my ability to play basketball to Robert Johnson and my habit of sitting on the desks in the senior room to anyone who dares to do it. % I, Kenneth Zuidema, will my hieght to Kent Boutilier and my shy- ness to Stanley Cimochowski. We hereunto affix our seal on this thirteenth day of June in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and forty-six. Jean LaCoy