Tewksbury High School - Scroll Yearbook (Tewksbury, MA)

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Thelma Darby, who owned her own beauty salon, and had as her private secretary, Veronica Baluta, said she could locate several of the girls who were her regular customers. These were: Gwennie Jane Barker, who was a platinum blonde now, thanks to weekly bleachings-fshe's sec- retary to a big butter and egg man, and has ideas of marrying the bossjg Eileen Sheehan, secre- tary to Dr. Emmet Millett, the town's leading horse doctorg and Mildred Edwinson, who was a hostess at a fashionable night spot and had to be at her best always. They were all enthused about the idea of the reunion, and all wanted to help. Mildred said she had been going steady with Leo Laferriere for years, and would ask him to plan the menu for our banquet, since he was a chef in one of 'Boston's big hotels. We made arrangements to engage the banquet hall at Bett's Beanerien, run by our own Betty Compton. James Stevenson was currently featured there blowing his brains out on the tuba, just as he did in the high school band. We decided to ask Betty Ann Doucette, an ultrafultra fashion stylist, to put on a fashion show for us. Billy Dunn and Dan Cooney were cofowners of Dunn E8 Cooney's fixit shop. Flat tires were their specialty. Eleanor Seaward agreed to give us a big writefup on the society page of the New York Times. john McPhail was back in the army, and had attained the rank of Colonel. Joseph DiPalma was his aidfdefcamp. Jennie Tatseos was the hrst one to fulfill her girlhood ambition. She married her boss, and now had two sets of twins. Anne Ryan had achieved great success in the field of nursing. She was now the supervisor of nurses at the Boston Psychopathic Hospital. Stuart Murphy had planned to be a runnerfup to Fred Astaire, but after a few unsuccessful attempts to master the terpsichorean art, he had turned back to the held of science. We were all delighted and thrilled to learn that on the night of the reunion banquet, our dear Stuart was to be awarded the degree of doctor of Guess What , because of his untiring efforts in tracking down some little microbe whose name has not been revealed as yet. We don't know whether shels blonde or brunette. Oh, my goodness!!! What's that? jeepers, I've slept over, and there's Bucky tooting the horn for me. l've missed the bus, and Dad will have to take me to school. Daddy!!! Hazel Farwell

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If IDD EC b It was the year 19--, and I was resting at my summer villa on the shore of Lake Placid, folf lowing a concert tour of the United States, which included a request performance at the White House. In fact, I had played for all the great and ualso ran of the musical world. I was wait' ing for my visa which would allow me to go to England, where I was to give a command per' formance for the King. For lack of something better to do, I gnawed my fingernails, and twisted my beautiful curls, which were still blonde after ten years of regular applications of peroxide. My personal hairfstylist, Shirley Freeland, who had her degree as a cosinetologist, came in with a message that a former classmate of mine was calling. I languidly strolled into the drawing room and there sat Gretchen Moore, who was enjoying a vacation from her arduous duties at the Angel Ivlemorial Hospital, where she was performing extensive experiments for a serum for Hog Cholera and L'Hoof 5 Mouth disease. Vvfe began to talk over old times and the idea came to us to have a reunion of the class of '47. Qur tongues and pencils flew as we made plans for contacting all the old gang. XVe decided it would be lots of fun to go back to our old home' town, Tewksbury. First thing to do was to get in touch with the rest of the officers. After many communicaf tions with the government officials of North and South America, we finally located Doris Smith, d h A B ker was work who was head stewardess on the Pan'American Airways. She sai t at nna a ' f ing on the same line and was due for a promotion. We located Ida Hutchinson, who was still in Tewksbury, working as a dietitian at the M. S. I. Shirley Ives received her degree of M. D. and was working at the Mass. General Hospital. QThey say she's just an old cutfupj Her medical secretary is Margaret Keough, who is adept at keeping all her medical reports in order. They said that Louise Marshall was head supervisor in the telephone exchange in Andover, and Ann Dillon was supervisor in Marlborough. They are both expert at giving wrong numbers. She could get all her toll calls free, so she offered to do some telephoning for us. A cable was sent to Sylvia Brownstein, who was studying Italian Opera in Milan, Italy. She said she d lly hack and sing for us on one condition: that was: ii Phyllis Treadwell, who was a Bobgief woogien artist in a New York night club, would play for her. Remember Richard Dewing, the Hubbafhubba boy of '47'? NVell, he was located where youid naturally expect him to begat Mt. Holyoke, that exclusive girls' college, putting his whole heart into the task of coaching the sweet young things in the manly art of self defensellx Esther Kent was there, too, teaching all the girls how to frost cakes-the important part of which was ' -' f f ' - 'l ' Y all ver themselves. how to keep their fingers out of the frosting and not to spill the co oring 1 o

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II HIST V 921,11 YOU FACITIQTHTJCY your hrst day in high school? Yes, each one of you, l'm sure, has a vivid picture of .it in your mind. You most likely woke up early, as I did, with a queer hollow leellllg Ill tht pit of your stomach. This feeling, a mixture of nervousness, excitement and im' portance, increased as you half regretfully, half joyfully made your way to school. Outside the door your knees practically caved in, your heart gave a despondent leap: then you were inside. flow thin-gs changed! All that importance disappeared, making you wish you could dig a hole and crawl into it. When you found that all your friends felt the same way, however, you were more confident and said, uWell, I can try anyway. Yes.. you tried. Gradually you gained more confidence. Miss Sullivan and Mrs. Allen, your advisors, were pleased with your accomplishments. ln the magazine drive your class led the others. Remember the donkey and goat that came to your rooms as a token of goodfwork? Then came that which you had been planning all year4your dance. The most interesting feature was the entertainment, a scene from 0'Day's barber shop, starring Red Scammell, Leo Fearon, Leo Laferriere, Roger Boisvert, joe DiPalma, Richard Dewing and Emmet Millett. The program also included a solo by Sylvia Brownstein and a piano selection by Hazel Farwell. The green roses made by Gwennie Barker added to the novelty of the evening. By the praises of the upper classmen and teachers, you knew your dance was a great success, and you can look back upon it with pride. Not long after that you realized that graduation was drawing near, and watched the Sen' iors more carefully. Many of them had helped you smooth out little difficultiesg they had become your friends. During that last week you gave them your warmest thanks and wished them suc- cess in their work. Then you were looking back on your own completed year, wondering how it could have gone so quickly. After the summer months spent in fun, it was good to see the familiar faces of school friends again, wasn't it? This time you entered the school, not with timidity, but with confidence, saying, Why should I fear? I know it's work but also fun. This time you could watch the Freshmen and smile. You forgot about trying to prove to others that you were really worthy of -being in high school. Your work the year before had shown that. As a result your advisors, Miss Swartz and Miss Sullivan, had difficulty in bringing to your attention the school drives, The opening of the football season aroused the school spirit. You can well remember how the boys showed their spirit. They won the Suburban Championship Title! The Wilmington game made the final decision. Five of the boys made the All Suburban Team. One of them was a member of your class. A good group of cheerleaders helped the school to back up the boys. Those from your group were Bette Doucette, Gwennie Barker, and Eileen Sheehan. While the girls in the commercial course were exploring the mysteries and advantages of shorthand, the college course students were deep in Cacsar's works and were progressing in Latin H. Do you remember these subjects, girls? Wouldn t you take them again?--or would you? ln May those of you who were in the Glee Clubs and Mixed Chorus sang in the annual Spring Concert, while the rest sat and listened in amazement. Gym night also came in May. Those of you who didn't take part certainly missed some' thing great. It was fun to show your parents just what gym is like. They were proud of you, Tm sure, when you made a perfect handstandl June and graduation seemed to have come again. The Seniors marched to the stage in time to Pomp and Circumstance. Now there were only a few mOr0 Cl21YS left Hlid fheY lU5t flew by. It was summer again.