Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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YEL. .. THE SENIOR YEAR. BOOK 19 -. new Derby. When I recall John's great speed in passing to and from classes while in high school, I do not wonder he chose this profession. I now find myself gazing on Westerly, my beloved birth- place, only to find the whole town in a state of great jubilation. The reason is that, at last Miss Mary Kenyon has taken over the editorship of the Westerly Times. No Wonder there is such a wild burst of excitement. And there is another reason for Westerly's jubilee. Carl Saunders has just been elected director of the new Y. M. C. A. He recently gained much favor with the school committee through a lecture delivered to the school children of Westerly on The Way a Pupil Should Studyv. Mr. Saunders must have procured much of his interesting data from his own school boy experiences for, as I remember it, he was one of the most conscientious students in the class. I now perceive still another member of our illustrious' group standing on the stage of our own assemblly hall. In his school days, Sylvester was always Miss Stanton's prize pu- pil when it came to mouth opening drills and it was hinted ev- en then that some day he might become her successor. My old friend Dallas Clarke appears before me in the role of the World's champion professional baseball player, having years ago broken Babe Ruth's mighty record of sixty home- runs. Ah! I see Achille Piccolo has become Bunk Stanton's1 successor as a marathon runner. It is interesting to note that Killy keeps in training by diligently chasing horses at the Watch Hill Riding Club. Who is this young lady so assiduously painting the new Rhode Island Hotel Building? Helen Murphy, I think. I real- ize now what practical training she received in Miss Hood's drawing classes in the old high school days. Behold with me for a moment the newly elected Westerly school committee, Irving Silverstein, Gordon Perrin and Alice Blackburn. They have finally triumphed over every opposition and succeeded in hiring Ruisi's barb-er shop for that long de- sired basketball court. Can this be another member of the class who has joined the ministry? Yes, it is certainly Julius Mackowitz. This profession may be a surprise to some but I well remember the time long ago when he made a very excellent Friar Tuck . Perhaps that little incident turned him from his proposed ca- reer of grand opera singer. Verily! Verily! Here is my old classmate, Lillian Ruisi, tuning the Westerly High School piano. Her voice training is apparently very useful to her, when she has to deal with as hard-worked and long-suffering an instrument as this.

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18 THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK VDD IW reads with the most feeling is that touching tribute To a Daisy by William Wordsworth. The theatre fades into oblivion and an athletic field takes its place. Yes, there is Alfred Dower, the worldis professional football player, making a ten-yard gain. Alfred's football talent was somewhat undeveloped in his high school days but there is no question but what he is making a name for himself now. For the moment everything is obscured but the atmos- phere clears and I see a Salon in Paris with Alieen Alto seated amid a group of the most cultured men of France where she is being listened to with attention and admired greatly by the whole company of poets, musicians, and.artists. The interior of a machine shop is now revealed to me and here is Byron Hiscox working as an automobile mechanic. By- ron certainly rec-eived good training for his-chosen profession repairing his Ford in high school days. Now appears a Beauty Parlor with David Meikle as the manager. As I watch his graceful motions, I do not wonder that the girls all herald, him as a second Rudolph Valentino. I perceive the laboratories of a scientist, who is, indeed, no other than my old classmate, Martha Giannoni! Her greatest discovery, and the one that has been received most enthusiastically by all the schools in the country, is that of a chewing gum sticky enough to prevent any pupil from talk- ing. I wonder how Martha ever thought of inventing that for she assuredly never whispered when she was in school. The center ring of Bingham's and Barrom's Circus, now comes before my sight. Can lit be possible that I see Myer Deutsch performing the antics of a dlown? It is certainly very hard to imagine our dignified classmate choosing that occupa- tion. The veil of prophecy is again lifted and I perceive the iig- ure of James Brocato chasing madly through the African jungles in search of a butterfly. The members of the class of 1928 could hardly have chosen more widely varied occupations! The next two persons to appear before me seem to have a peculiar relationship. Although I am able to clearly discern Lenora Goldberg as a criminal lawyer, it is Lila Carpenter, a jolly barmaid in a Canadian Tavern, who procures most of the cases for her. Another vision comes to me! A large trans-oceanic aero- plane with Gordon Streeter as the pilot! I wonder how many times, during his senior year, Gordon wished he possessed an airship with which to take a short trip to a certain small town in Massachusetts. But who is this professional jockey on his madly galloping steed? None other than John Hogan, who is at present train- ing Ichabod Crane's horse 'Gunpowderf for the Kentucky

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20 THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 2471! HGV Will you now enter with me the office of the Panciera, Collings, and Coduri Company at Thompson's Corners? These three enterprising young ladies have invented an altogether new kind of pencil which is absolutely guaranteed not to bend, buckle, twist, rust, melt, freeze, or in any way hurt the tender membranes of the fingers and mouth. These pencils, by the way, have just been installed in the Westerly High School. The office of the before-mentioned company is most fortunate in having as errand girl Mary Turco, who well proved her ef- ficiency in that capacity during physical training periods when she was a senior. Our old friend Herman Miner has obtained through his industry and perseverance the enviable position of president of the Washington Trust Company. It is interesting to note that Mr. Miner rather pendantically insists on every one's addressing him as Most Honorable Sir . The metropolis now fades and I behold in the distance Lantern Hill, where the little mud hut of Ellery Fisher, the hermit, is situated. Five years ago when he went into his retirement, he made the statement that he never wanted to see another woman as long as he lived for when he was near them, he always felt nervous and embarrassed. How this ragged, unkempt, man differs from the dashing Bud Fisher of high school days! The atmosphere is becoming noisy and confused as I enter the dangerous ward of an insane hospital. And here is poor Edwina Matthews gone crazy from over study. When the wild desire to conjugate French verbs comes over her, she has to be chained down because of her violence. The reverend halls of Yale University now appear. And can this be Grace Walton who is head of the physics depart- ment? Grace certainly has had experience with the youth of the land, though, for she was the only girl in our high school physics class. I now behold a totally different and much more frivolous scene, a cabaret in New York, with Beatrice Silverstein as a solo dancer. A great change has certaidly come over our Beatrice. Not always is the child the father of the man. Again, the cabaret vanishes and its place is taken by the dock of a large ocean liner. Here stands Herbert Hinchliffe, the boss stevedore, driving his men with utmost cruelty. Some- thing should be done to check such unnecessary harshness. I now feel myself sinking-sinking down into the depths until I am surrounded by walls of stone. Where can it be? Oh yes, back in Westerly again in the new granite quarry dis- covered by Ethel Winterbottom, Elvira Giannoni, Josephine Guiliano, and Isabel Steadman. Their company is unique in that it employs only women workers.