Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book — 1941 Salon, is the trio’s best customer—much to the disgust of her scales. JIM—What are you doing now, Bobby? BOBBY—I knit in the sports shop at Best’s. Remember Hetsy Babcock? She’s chief buyer at Lord and Taylor’s and is going to Paris next week to see what they have new. While there, she plans to visit the world-famous costume designer—our own Betty Langworthy. Evelyn Langworthy, Hetsy’s assistant at Lord and Taylor’s, will carry on for her while she is away. JIM—Here come the two old buddies —Journalist Spezzano and Lawyer Cap-puccio. PAT—Well, hello, Jimmy. You’re a sight for sore eyes. What are you doing with yourself? JIM—Well, I have a very difficult job right now. I’m constructing my largest bridge yet over Anguilla River. MIKE—That’s some task! (Enter Bill Borsay) BILL—Hiya, folks! Would you like some free samples of Snookies, the new wheat cereal? Snookies contain all the vitamins from A to Z, besides being tasty, tangy, and— BOBBY—For heaven sakes, Bill! I always thought you’d turn out to be a salesman, but I never thought you’d come to this! BILL (indignant)—How dare you! I’ll have you know that I am the Sampson Cereal Company’s star salesman. Just for that, I’ll take the samples back. (Starts to collect.) JIM—Oh, Bill, Bobby didn’t mean anything. It’s all right. Tell us some of your adventures. BILL (somewhat mollified)—We—11, I just came from The Sun Office where I distributed some samples. Ken Astill s the editor now, you know. I also saw Doug Graham jumping around emptying waste baskets and sharpening pencils. He’s Ken’s office boy. Ken has quite a staff. While I was there, Ruth Rose and Eleanor Delicato planned scoops; one of them being that Eleanor Neville had just won the Pulitzer Prize for her latest play. Hope Smith and Dot Stoppello are now playing in her last play and expect it to break the run rec- ord of Broadway. Walter Palmer is business manager naturally, and I glimpsed Ed Burdick and Jim Dipollina rushing in and out with pictures. Ike Smith, who is the chief sport editor, with John D. Capalbo, Walt Bressette, and Ben Servideo as his assistants, had his hands full of W. H. S. writeups. Art Hannuksela has just been made football coach at Princeton, and Frances Prizito’s girls’ basketball team is the champion group of Washington County. Ralph Spargo, Bob Hyde, and Bob Kenyon, our glamour boys who cover the society angle, were also there. NORM—That’s quite a staff. Bill. Say! Do these old eyes deceive me, or is that Jane Robinson and Connie Harvey coming up the walk? (Enter Jane in chef’s cap and apron; Connie is wearing an evening gown and a crown of flowers on her head.) JANE—Hiya, folks! We’re a little late but we bumped into Gene Ferraro on the way, and he insisted on showing us his new dentist’s office. He wasn’t satisfied with that, but had to exhibit his prowess by pulling a tooth. He used as a victim Stan Gould, whose protests that his tooth was perfectly all right did no good. Marion Hill and Mary Baird, Gene’s dental hygienists, however, looked on sympathetically. CONNIE—Poor Stan! To think he just dropped in at Gene’s office to say hello and that’s what befell him. Stan came to town to speak at the public library. He’s a famous pediatrician now, you know. CHORUS—What? GEORGE—Children’s doctor to you, illiterates. JIM—1 saw you looking at that dictionary, George Dohring, so don’t pretend to be so smart. GEORGE—I did not. JIM—You did, too. GEORGE—I did not. JIM—Oh, nave it your way, then. What have you that get-up on for, Connie? CONNIE—Ah, I’m cherry blossom queen, you know. I dashed back in such a hurry I didn’t have time to change. JIM—Explain your outfit, Janie! Have you decided to come back here for Home Ec. after all these years? -4 11

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The Senior Year Book — 1941 (Clans flraplu'qi (Stage is bare except for a huge sign reading: “Reunion of Class of 1941 to be held today.” Normand Andrews comes out in swallow-tail coat, black tie, and striped trousers, looks nervously around, fingers his tie, looks about with a worried air, shrugs his shoulders, and goes off. Voices are heard off-stage as the curtains are pulled so that only enough space remains for one person to be seen.) JIMMY—Say, Norm, aren’t you going to give your speech now? It’s way past time for the reunion exercises. NORM—Yes, I suppose so. (Walks in and is seen right in center of curtain with back to audience.) NORM — Friends, and fellow-classmates, it gives me great pleasure, as the president of the Class of ’41, to welcome you back to our Alma Mater, Westerly High School. Since we parted ten years ago, many things have happened. Why, just yesterday I read about Bob Logan’s fight with Joe Louis. Er—Bob was unable to be present today. (At this time there is a horrible explosion. Normand jumps.) NORM (composing himself)—It’s all right folks, Bob Young got into the Chem Lab again. You’d think he’d get enough of chemistry teaching it every day up here. We have quite a crop of our graduates up here teaching, haven’t we? There is Louis Rosso—rolling his R’s around teaching Italian (he has recently been made head of the department), to say nothing of “Kit” Cayer, who is having a grand time showing the kiddies how to play games in the gym; then there is Marion Pendleton, who is patiently wrestling with English verbs and pronouns; and Bert LaPere tossing x’s and y’s around in the Algebra class; Jo Vuono is over at Elm Street (not as a student you understand), and since the growth of our high school, we have instituted a course in horse-back riding, ably taught by Mary Jo Fiddes. This year a championship basketball team was coached by Hal Miner, and Stonington High lassies have Marie Edmonds for their gvm instructor. Now, dear classmates, that I have welcomed you back to good old Westerly High, you can get together and talk over old times. (Curtain opens wide. There are several rows of seats, but only one person is seen in back, who proves to be Jimmy Pignataro.) JIM—When do we eat? NORM—Now that I have finished my speech, Jimmy, perhaps you can tell me what happened to the rest of the class? JIM—Well, let’s see. (He looks out the window.) Ah! There’s Nick Vuono mowing the lawn, looking as if he were enjoying himself immensely riding around in a power lawn-mower. Sal Trebisacci has been detained, as he has just been promoted to director of foreign translations at the Curtiss Publishing Company. GEORGE (swaggers onto the stage)— Well, here I am, folks. (Applause by Jimmy.) JIM—How’s the election coming along, “Smut?” GEORGE—Swell! Have a cigar. You can brag to your grandchildren about knowing Shannock’s first-rate dog catcher. My mother always said I’d be President or hold some similar office some day. And here I am running for a third term. (Proudly struts across the stage.) BOBBY (enters)—You better tend to your business, “Smut.” (Dog runs across stage. George leaps after him.) JIM—Where is the rest of the class? BOBBY — They’re coming eventually. They were lured into Vars’ by Eggie Ec-cleston who was going to town on a quart of ice cream, since the manager was out. Eileen Spencer, who is a waitress there now, was doing the urging. Then, over at the Coffee Shop, Becky Curtis, Minnie Bliven, and Connie Durfee were wearing out shoe leather waiting on customers who demanded the famous buns made by this trio. Lucy Leonetti is the cashier for the Coffee Shop and threatens to go on strike if they don’t allow her all the coffee and buns she can carry home. Lois Johnson, who is now a beautician at Doris Rathbone’s Cinderella Beauty —•Sf io }s —

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The Senior Year Book — 1941 JANE—Oh, no, I have a highly specialized job. I am a dietitian! I test candy for the Fanny Farmer Company. And do I love my work! Woo woo! BOBBY—It does sound appropriate, Janie. That reminds we. When I was coming up here, I saw Hannah Clapham, who is head nurse at the Deaconess Hospital in Boston. She says Gert Hubbard and Virginia Knight were also making the internes’ lives happy. BILL—Oh, I forgot to tell you—on the way over I passed the Fine-Tony Dairy Co., which is being directed by Frank Bailey with the aid of Sam Alice, Sam Gavitt, and Harold Collings. They looked so contented among the cows. It seems Mr. Sherman’s training was not in vain. CONNIE—Oh, yes, I’ve seen billboards advertising their milk. As ads they have the All-American Football players Frank Gencarelli, Buff Din-woodie, and Stan Russell, who, so the Dairy Co. claims, have reached such heights due to the drinking of their milk. JIM—As I was eating my Wheaties the other morning, I saw on the back of the box a picture of Johnny Stellitano, the famous quarterback, who was endorsing the “Breakfast of Champions.” JANE—Is that what was on last week’s? The week before that, they had Snooky Barber holding a baseball bat in his hand, and looking vicious. BOBBY (picking up a book—What’s this? Oh. (disappointed) A dictionary. Why look! It’s by Emilio Faiola, that famous lexicographer — assisted by Adolph Jursa, James Wilson, and Charles Wheeler. GEORGE—And have you seen the foreword? It’s by Helen Coy—now a professor at Smith. BILL—Speaking of our old classmates, I went into General Motors the other day, and who do you think was there? None other than my old pal, Ralph Nardone, who is now the plant’s super sales manager. Thomas Reilly (as handsome as ever), Leverett Briggs (the red brush is beginning to thin), and Lome McLean (he has actually grown an inch) are in the plant helping him. To think that Mr. Trumpetto could have inspired them to such heights! GEORGE—Albert Gronstrom is also employed there as boss mechanic. GEORGE—How about Amando Ferraro? He is now manager of the roller-drome. Who do you think are performing there? None other than those acrobats on wheels—Angie Falcone, Lucy Fusaro, and Alyce Littlefield. JIM—1 met Bill Holliday—and what do you think he is doing? He’s taken over Dr. Robinson’s Vet practice and has Frank Genese and Jimmy Shephard as contact men to build up the business. And—oh yes—I saw Julio Iacoi, who is in charge of the printing department of the Utter Company. His secretary is none other than—careful, now—Marion Anderson. (loud noise—then a pop) NORM—Ye Gods, I knew I shouldn’t have let Frank Gingerella fix that radio. Now I can’t get Dick Donati and his orchestra from the Cocoanut Grove. JIM—How about Patsy Ligouri’s band tonight at eight? Joe Turco, Mike Tur-rano, and Tony Marziglio all play in it. BOBBY—I must listen in. Oh, I guess I can’t. Tonight I’m going out with “Timber” Strong. It’s so seldom he gets off from the ambulance service in the army. Bob Schilke helps him. They average a fender a day. NORM—Well, first my plumbing goes on the blink—and then my radio. That’s the last straw. JIM—What was the matter with your plumbing. Norm? You should have called Johnny Uzzi. He’ll stop any leaks you have—if you call his plumbing agency at the right hours. CONNIE—(reading from a newspaper) Well, look at this! It says here that Ev Larkin and Earl Crandall have caught a whale. JIM (reminiscently)—To think that this would come of their frequent fishing trips while at W. H. S. They were so versatile, too. Why, they not only went fishing four days a week but they almost always managed to spend at least one day of the week at school. CONNIE—And here is another item. Charlie Panciera, the agricultural specialist, has recently discovered growing conditions in South County which will soon bring him nation-wide fame. (At 12