Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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Tin. Sknior Yicar Book — 19.37 flrmtont’a Afiitrraa Parents, teachers, fellow townspeople, and classmates of Westerly: We, the Class of 1937, welcome you to our last public gathering as pupils of dear old Westerly High. Tonight our emotions carry beyond those of mere students out into the minds of experienced young men and women. We are sorry to have finished our school days, but are indeed proud that we are fortunate enough to be the last to tread the stairs of the school which has sent so many young folks out into the world seeking successful careers. In this school, many amusing and profitable years have been spent, but, shortly, the building which has served its purpose so well will be left standing alone waiting for its walls to crumble into dust. Here, also, many lasting friendships have been made, and these, as well as memories of studies and other activities accomplished, will be carried with us the rest of our lives. Our deepest emotion is gratefulness. We have looked to you for so many things and received from you so much that we wish to repay your kindness in the same spirit in which you gave. It was your cooperation and faith in us that have brought us here before you tonight. You have gathered here just as you have gathered at our other assemblages and especially at our Senior play, when you packed this auditorium to capacity for two suc- ceeding evenings. Your backing and confidence in us only make us wish to strive harder to accomplish those things which you have made it possible for us to achieve. To our teachers, especially, do we extend our thanks. They who have had so much patience and donated so much of their time to us are worthy of all the praise which we can shower upon them. But let us continue with this last evening’s fun together, relive the past, ar.d dip into the future. We ask you to help us look on the bright side of our departure so that, in the after years, we can always remember this night as one of joy and fulfillment. In a few moments you will see and hear a short drama relating our history, which was written by three noted historians; our prophecy, which will give you a chance to see us as we will be thirteen years hence; our gifts, tangible mementos of our high school days; our will drawn up by one of the most prominent women lawyers in the United States; and the degrees, granted us by Worden Hugh Sedditt, of The Try Again Institution of Learning, as rewards for our years of achievement. Why should I take more of your time when such opportunities are awaiting you? -ELMER CORNELL. ' 8 Jj —

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The Senior Year Book — 1937 Contents Dedication ..... . 2 Student Council . 37 Mr. Mason, Miss Mclntire, School 3 The Orchestra . 37 Faculty ..... 4 Varieties of 1937 . . 38 Senior Board .... 5 “Tonight at 8:15” 39 Class Picture .... . 6 Glimpses of School Life . 40-41 Class Poem .... 6 The Football Team 4 2 President’s Address . 8 The Soccer Team . 4-2 Class History .... 9 The Baseball Team 43 Class Prophecy .... . 12 The Cross-Country Team . 43 Class Son , Colors, Motto . 15 The Basketball Team 44 Class Will . 16 Girls’ Gym Club . . 44 Class Statistics .... 18 Snapshots .... 45 Honorary Degrees . 19 Advertising .... 47-60 Class Pictures .... . 25-36 Autographs . 61-63 7 ►“

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Tiik Senior Year Book — 1937 (ClaHtf iatnrg Fellow classmates, considering the deeds which we, the members of the illustrious Class of '37, have accomplished during the short stay in Westerly High School, we could not deprive the later generations of such valuable knowledge. Therefore, we have compiled an historical epitome which will, we hope, carry the memory of us and that for which we stand through the ages. Let us now be mystically wafted into the future to see if our desire for everlasting glory has been fulfilled. The scene is the small school house of Professor Pretzlebaume. We’re just in time to see his scholarly flock hastening into the fold of knowledge. Curtain Professor rings bell. Pupils dash noisily in, Chauncey bringing up the rear with dignity. Prof: Gifs it a kviet please while we call der roll call. First in der book comes Axel Gris, our squarehead puddin’head. Answer here, Axel. Axel: Sure I’m here, Professor. Prof.: Jah, und next we haf our sleeping beauty, Aby’s Irish Rosinbloom. (Silence.) Or haf we nbt? Aby, iss you here? Aby: Oi, soitunly, Professor. Prof.: Das all ve vant to know', only don’t go to sleep again yet. Now' for der flower among der bullrushes. Shall I put vun “here” in der book for Cherry Blossom ? Cherry (in sing-songy voice): Yes, Professor. Prof.: Jah wohl, und now ve come to dat little stick of dynamite, Mike Mulligan. Mike: Yeah, I’m here. Prof.: Veil, und so ve come to der last poopul in der poopulation, our own valk-ing dictionary, Chauncey Van de Pest. Chauncey: Dear Professor and classmates, contrary to my usual custom, I will dispense with any lengthy dissertation upon my whereabouts, but let it suffice for the present to say that I, Chauncey Van de Pest, am undoubtedly and assuredly among those present in this edifice w’hich was erected for the worthy purpose of coeducation of minors. Prof.: Veil, Chauncey, I guess you iss here. Chauncey (sitting down): O-o-ooh! 0 mercy me, I’ve been stabbed! Prof.: Who iss responsible on dis? Wiio brings tacks to school mit dem? Mike: Me. Ya wanta make somethin’ of it? Prof.: Mike, dat vas entirely unnecessary und it gifs a reciting from der History. Mike: Aw gee, Prof. Prof.: Today you haf studied der history of dat most colossal Class of 1937 uff der Vesterly High School. Come now, Mike, begin vere you want to. Mike: Well, Prof., ya see dis was dere foist year in da place and—well—uh—dere ain’t much ta say. Prof.: Mike, vat English you uses? Mike: Aw baloney. Yours ain’t so hot either. Prof.: Michael, enoff is too much. Proceed w-ithout comments. Mike: Well, one thing ya kin say about ’em is dey w'ere pretty good in sports. Dere was two guys w'hat w'ere especially good, Dory Panciera and Dick Walthers. Dey played both football and baseball. Dory played basketball, too. Den dere was a lettle guy named Elmer Cornell. He played a swell game of baseball. He W'as somethin’ else, too, only I fergit what. Prof.: Und could somevun propully tell us vat der sombtink else iss vat Elmer vas? Chauncey: Oh, I can. Professor, I can! Mike: Aw, pipe down. No one asked you. Chauncey: If such crude side remarks can be dispensed with for the present, I shall give you a complete informative dissertation on the more important activities of the Class of ’37. Of course in 1934-35, being Sophomores, they had very little representation in School Government, but four w'orthy lads, Alden Nichols, Elmer Cornell, Kenneth Gould, and Adam Celes-tino, were entrusted with the responsibilities of Student Council members. It was finally arranged that a class meeting be held for the purpose of organizing this promising group of young men and wom- 3( 9