Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book — 1937 Prof: Shame on you, Chauncey. Axel: I know, teecher. Prof: I doubt it Axel, but you can’t be any wronger dan der odders. Axel: William Cornell. Prof: Veil, Axel, dat vaa vorse dan I expected. Veil I shall haf to tell you. Dey vas—dey vas—hrump (looks in book) dey vas (children chime in) Dory Panciera, Vice President; Louis Capalbo, Treasurer, and Herbert Broadmeadow, Secretary. Prof (looks up : heepishiy): Close your books. Now let us see vat else you don't know. Come, Aby, see if it gifs a correct for you. Aby: Veil, esk me a kvastion. Prof: Jah. Maybe you know vat iss der N. E. S. P. A. Aby: Sure, now especially sale of pents at Aby's. Prof: Cut oud der advertising, Aby. Cherry, I think you know. Cherry: Yes, Professor, it was an as-so-she-ashun of school papers and magazines in New England and the kids on the Senior Board went to it ’cause they were members, and the R. I. A. S. C. was an as-so-she-ashun of Student Councils in Rhode Island and Elmer Cornell was President of it. Prof: Veil, ve haf anodder shining poo-pul mit us today. Jah, Cherry, das iss kvite right. Und now, Axel, do you know sombtink of der entertainments, perhaps? Axel: Sure, Professor, dey vere all very gude, and Louis Capalbo and Leon Perkins and Frank Perra made a lot of people come to see dem. Prof: Jah. but vat vere der tings dey vent to see? Yes, Aby? Aby: Dey gave six vun act plays in two nights and vere dey a bargain, almost as good as at Aby’s. John Nichols, Virginia Archie, and Barbara Campbell vere peaches actors! Prof: Jah wohl. Und don’t forget dat der best play, der vun in vich was Virginia Archie, entered der State competition. Veil, how vere der dances. Cherry? Cherry: Oh they were all right, Professor, only the Prom was the only one they gave, but everyone had a good time. Prof: Und so ve come to der finish. (Chauncey raises hand) Veil, Chauncey, don’t tell me you know sombting der book forgot ? Chauncey: No indeedy, Professor, but you seem to be slipping too lightly over the parting. It was history itself, for the doors of the dear old building were to be closed that year never to open for educational purposes again, for a fine new edifice had been erected to succeed the Broad Street High School, and thus when the Class of ’37 passed over those noble thresholds on their way to Baccalaureate, it was a solemn caress of farewell. (All look tearful and woebegone) Prof: Jah. Chauncey, look vat you haf done. Next ve vill haf a flood if you don’t cheer dem up. Chauncey: Well let us then all join our harmonious voices in the rollicking song of the Class of ’37, which, by the way, was composed by one of the members of the Class, John Maines. Stand and Sing Prof: School iss dismissed. Chorus: Rush out yelling. Curtain HELEN LEON MICHAEL TARASEVICH ALDEN NICHOLS

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The Senior Year Book — 1937 en, and, despite the distracting commotion, they succeeded in electing a capable leader, the diminutive but officious Elmer Cornell, with Russell Rae as Vice President, to assure the position of an apt substitute. Thomas Moffitt was appointed guardian of the bullion, which is not an edible substance as some people think, Helen Leon to record any noteworthy experiences of the term 1934-35. Prof: Jah, Chauncey, I couldn’t haf done better myself. Chauncey: If as well, dear instructor. Prof: Oh, iss dat so? Now kviet anyhow. Veil ve must leave der poopuls of der Class of ’37 for dere first year. Now ve come to another term, 1935-36, und der poopuls iss fresh back from vacation. Mike: Fresh is ’-ight. Prof: Jah, Mr. Smarty, suppose you don’t be so fresh yourself. Now who can tell us vat vas der most important thing the Class of ’37 did in 1935? Jah, Cherry, suppose you tell us. Cherry: Well, I think they had a meeting. Prof: Yes, go on. Cherry: They umm----------they chose of- ficers. Prof: Und who vas dey? Cherry: The President was—Elmer Cornell—-I think. Prof: Jah wohl, dat makes vun correct thinking for Cherry. Who else? Cherry (with confidence): Russell Rae Vice President. Prof: No, no, Cherry, dat vas for 1934. Cherry: O-oh um,—let me see. Aby (whispers between snores): Clayton Arsenault. Prof: Aby iss you sleeping or vaking? Aby: (Snores) Axel: Professor, I tank I know dem. Dere was Clayton Arsenault, he vas Vice President, Villiam Brown, he vas Treasurer, und Helen I,eon, she vas secretary. Prof: Das right, Axel, Now, Aby, come und tell us vat else dey did for dat term. Aby: Veil, der same pipples vas still playing der same game still, but dere vas some others too. Michael Tarasevich and Bill Brown vun a whole flock of medals in a cross-country meet with some odder schools, and Dory Panciera vas made a member of der All State Feetball Team. Chauncey: Oh, Professor, I should like to add----- Prof: Chauncey, vere are your man- ners? Dis iss Aby’s recitation. Proceed, Aby. Aby: Oi, Professor, it must have slipped my mind vile I vas stooding here. Prof: Jah, Aby, ve can imagine. Veil, Chauncey, you can tell us vat you vas so eager to say before. Chauncey: I was merely attempting to mention that Elmer Cornell won the IPi-Y Award for his excellent personal qualities, and that Alden Nichols, as a worthy reimbursement for his literary aptitude, was awarded the Martha C. Babcock first prize of $22.50. Ah, how gratifying it must be to have one’s genius appreciated. Prof: Jah, Chauncey, I agree with you. But could possibly Cherry tell vat amoose-ments dey had? Cherry: I think so, Professor. There wasn’t any Junior Prom, but Edna Kissick was one of the funniest things in the Varieties. She danced around like this. (Demonstration of the dance.) There was a little boy with her, only no one could see him very well. Then the Class of ’37 gave the graduating class a farewell ball and that was the last day of school, so the next thing was another vacation. Mike: Hey, Professor, ain’t it time we got a vacation around here? Prof: Don’t get impatient, Michael, der best iss yet to come. Chauncey: Indeed it is, Professor. These last two years were the most important as well as the most interesting. With their same experienced leader, Elmer Cornell, they were destined to terminate their third year in this educational institution with great success in all branches of student activities. Prof: Jah wohl, Chauncey, und dey did chust dat. When dey had dere class meeting, whom did dey choose for president? Class: Elmer Cornell. Prof: My, but you iss improving. Und who vas Vice President? (Silence) Prof: Hmmp. I take id all back. Now vonce again I ask id, who vas der Vice President? (Pause) Chauncey? Chauncey: Oh dear me, Professor, I most implorably regret to inform you at this precise moment I am unprepared to give the required answer to your interrogatory statement. To be perfectly frank, 1 don’t know. - S( io )8»

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The Senior Year Book. — 1937 (Class Jlraylimi I awoke on the morning of June 25, 1950, feeling so .:ick I feared I was about to cross the Great Divide. I rang for the butler, John Warden, and ordered him to call a doctor—anyone—for one saw-bone is as bad as the other. In about ten minutes the doctor was ushered into my room, and, lo and behold1 it was none other than Frank Turco, an old classmate. He took one glance at me and told me I was suffering from Ascaris Pyloris Lum-bricoids, and that an immediate operation was necessary. I finally persuaded him to examine me and in the final analysis it turned out that I was ailing from Stenosis Meningoencephalocele, a disease caused by overwork and not enough recreation, so he ordered a long vacation and a change of atmosphere. I had my butler ’phone my private secretary, Sara Iacoi, to prepare to accompany me on my vacation and to arrange all details. She left Miss Lillian Ruisi in charge of the office girls. Some of the stenographers are Elvira Faitani, Josephine Mooney, Constance Antonino, and Abby Babcock. I left my business in the hands of my General Manager, Albert Boumenot, and his assistants, Clayton Arsenault and Leon Perkins. Soon everything was in readiness. My chauffeur, Hawley Mapother, had driven my new Zyphercar to the door and we were off. This Zyphercar, one of the newer modes of travel, was invented by Michael Taras-evich, the most prominent inventor of our time. The metal contained in this machine is compounded so that it is lighter than air and can be made to fly by dropping the weights contained under the running boards. The three eminent scientists who amassed a fortune from the sale of this metal are Alexander Cruickshank, Joseph Gavitt, and Donald Sheldon. After a hard day’s journey, we became rather hungry. A brilliantly lighted sign over a restaurant attracted our attention, so we stopped there. The sign announced Kenneth Gould’s Orchestra with Roger Mason as Master of Ceremonies. Surely they can’t be our old classmates! As we enter, the orchestra is playing dance rhythm. While the waiter leads us to our tables, we encounter several familiar faces. Among the dancers are Josephine Bevacqua and Helen Pasetti. All eyes follow Rose Sposato and Frank Perra as they master several intricate steps with ease and grace. During the floor show the Master cf Ceremonies steps to the center of the floor; I see that it is the Roger Mason we knew in the Class of ’37. I also notice several of my talented classmates in the orchestra. These include Girard Nardonc, James Banker, William Richmond, and John Maines. The vocalists for the orchestra are that famous trio, ‘‘The Three Bars,” Helen Slattery, Ida Rose, and Mary Santoro. Roger announces the Ardu Sisters, and two pretty young women appear. As they start to sing, I have a vision of two very much embarrassed and angry girls standing on the platform at W. H. S. trying to sing to an empty hall. Why, of course, I knew I recognized the voices of Virginia Arnold and Evelyn Dufour. They must be grateful to Mr. Paterson for starting them on their successful career. The Tapping Twins are next announced. As the two go through their act, and each does separately a step that is harder than the last until it seems that their feet hardly touch the floor, I seem to remember some such competition outside of Room 9 at school. I know now; they are Nevina Arn.one and Florence Grinsell. I should have recognized them before; they haven’t changed a bit. A magician’s act is one of the attractions in the floor show and who do you suppose the necromancer is? Of course, it is our own Hazel Clemens, who amazes us with her bag of tricks. While we are seated ir. the restaurant, our attention is drawn to a small, darkhaired girl who looks very familiar. Yes, of course! It’s Edris Barnes, who is the center of attraction of a swarm of men, among whom are Peter Emanuel, James Salimeno, Cosmo Chiaradio, and Raymond Howard. And we mustn’t forget to in- -••sf 12 -