Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book — 1941 this point a loud bang is heard as Jim Pignataro breaks through the rather fragile looking chair in which he is sitting. Everyone jumps up.) JIM (grinning rather sheepishly)— It’s all right, folks. NORM—I wish we had better chairs. JANE—Well, why don’t you call up Byron Main or John Ralls? They’re both good upholsterers and deadly rivals, although they do agree that the high school would do well to pad the auditorium seats. CONNIE—Now that everything is quiet again, I can continue reading my paper. “David Parnigoni and Lester Rathbun have just completed a nonstop flight around the world. BOBBY—Yes, I saw them in a newsreel at the United the other night. Sal Servideo restrained his ambition to join the navy, and settled down to being manager of the theatre. CONNIE—Oh, I forgot to tell you people about my last visit to New York. I made a tour of all the shops and saw loads of our old classmates. JIM—Really? Who were some of them? CONNIE—Well, I came upon Hazel Greenman and Theresa A. Gaccione pounding the keys in the business department at Macy’s. Edith Dinwoodie is in charge of the window decorating section, and Ethel Visgard models for the same firm. Lola Panciera is a salesgirl in a college shop, while Ida Grills is managing “Ye Old Hat Shoppe” on Fifth Avenue. BOBBY—Did you see anything of Phyllis Brown? I heard she was in New York. CONNIE—Yes, I dropped in at Columbia where she was trying to push Calculus into the unwilling brains of the students. Guess whom I ran into—Marion Monti. She’s laboratory technician in a New York hospital. She was telling me about having as patients Walt Burdick and Donal Mitchell. They had an ununfortunate accident with the navy plane. Also reclining among the sheets was Fred Ennis, who had had a mishap on the parallel bars. He’s in Barnum and Bailey’s Circus now, you know. She also said that the patients receive many flowers from Patsy Pellegrino’s Florist Shop. He is assisted in his business by Carmella Algiere, famous horticulturist. JANE—Say, I saw a parade the other day. Helen Pendleton was the drum major, and was she stepping out! Anastasia Grossomanides was there with her group of Girl Scouts. I %vish I weren’t so short, Marjorie Heath was there and could see over everyone’s head. She’s working as secretary to Dan Taylor, who is now selling Cadillacs. MIKE—You know, as Pat and I were speeding down Morgan Street in my new car which was sold to me by Louis Algiere (and believe me I got the worst of the bargain) I saw a huge sign saying, “Ethel Fulford’s Home for Those Sick of Life.” Two of her staff of employees were those old classmates Evelyn Smith and Marjorie Kenyon. Across the street was “Normand Andrews’ Home for Women Haters and Stray Cats.” Frolicking about the yard were Paul Algiere and Gerard Antonino. PAT—Our old friend Mary Reale is chief accountant of “Reale Co.” and has as her secretary Myrtle Grinnell. Winnie Stenhouse, Jacqueline Turano, and Priscilla Holman are hostesses for the town council and make Westerly the place to visit. CONNIE—I went into the new “Y” the other day to find that Margaret Kinney was the swimming instructor. Also teaching there were Margaret Turco and Helen Mattson. Alma Rhodes coaches basketball at night—while during the day she sells sporting goods at Burdick’s. PAT—I dropped in at Letitia Pellegrino’s “Libro Aperto” bookshop in which she caters to the Italian reading public. She is ably assisted by Mary Vuono. They are featuring this week a book of poems by that well known author classmate of ours, Anne Murano. CONNIE—While in New York I saw Julia Naccarato modeling in Saks; she was featuring a Schiaparelli original. BOBBY—The two old cronies, Lillian Spencer and Roma Palmer, are running a day nursery in Chicago; Stella Manfred assists them in the role of dietitian. JIM (looking off the stage)—Ah, food at last! I bet it will be good as it is served by Caterers Fancy Co., in other words, by Theresa Gaccione, Norma Dove, and Arline Reynolds. Come, let’s get it! (General rush for the door.) -4. 3 -

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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

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Thf. Senior Year Book — 1941 (Class Will As executors of the Class of 1941, the privilege and solemn duty of announcing officially this Last Will and Testament falls on us. Because of the fact that we can scarcely view this great and wonderful document without tears, it behooves us to don our spectacles in order that we may perform this important duty with which we are confronted. We, Seniors, who are about to cross one of the most important thresholds of life, should, in this declaration, like to bid farewell to Westerly High School, its faculty, and its students. It is, therefore, with mixed emotions of sadness and joy that we must say—Ave atque Yale. We, the Class of 1941, bequeath our qualities and treasured possessions as follows : 1. We, the members of the Rhode Island Honor Society, 1941, bequeath our great intellectual powers to any members of the Junior Class who will follow in our footsteps. 2. We, the graduating members of the football team, leave to our successors our never-fading spirit of sportsmanship, team play, and fight. 3. We, the graduating cheerleaders, bequeath our pep (?), vim (?), and vigor (?), and our lusty, leathery lungs, to our successors, whoever they may be. 4. I. Richard Donati, transmit my powers of growing long beards in short periods of time, to whichever member of the Junior or Sophomore classes is man enough to duplicate the feat. 5. To Mr. Kenyon, the members of 12A Physics leave fond (?) memories of strict attention in class, obedience, calm, and silence; and last, but not least, the nightmare of broken apparatus. 6. To the Biology classes, we of 12A leave Mortimer, the Skeleton, in hopes that his life in those classes will be a long and fruitful one. 7. I, Stanley Gould, bequeath my interest and ability in tan dancing, whatever it may be, to Pearl Parry of the Junior Class. I feel sure that, should she con- tinue her dancing, she will eventually partake of the fruits of success. 8. I, Harriet Babcock, bequeath my mathematical brain to my brother, Nathanael, and to budding geniuses I bequeath the toe dancing ability which I acquired during Senior Play rehearsals. 9. We, the members of the Senior Board, leave to our successors, the Juniors, the success that we have had in all our publications and sincerely hope that all meetings will be conducted in an orderly fashion and that all material will be in before the deadline. 10. I, Julio Iacoi, leave my managerial experiences in various athletics to Bill Eleazer, who, I am sure, will make good use of them. 11. I, Bob Logan, leave to any member of the Junior or Sophomore class who can “handle his dukes” the ability to make a good name for himself in the amateur boxing world. 12. I, Salvatore Trebisacci, leave my quiet manner and scholastic ability to Angelo Sposato of the Junior class. 13. I, William Harold Miner (call me Bill), co-captain of the 1940-41 Championship Basketball Team, leave my skill in that sport to Dino Panciera, captain-elect of the 1941-42 team. 14. We, English 12A, leave our deep thanks and love to Miss Hanson, who has guided us successfully through a difficult year. We also wish to apologize for the childish actions of which we have been guilty at times. 15. I. Louis Rosso, bestow upon Ferdinand Comolli mv love and aDpreciation of Italian art and culture. And to the student director of next year’s Senior Plav I leave the skill which I used in the co-direction of “You Can’t Take It With You.” 16. I. Dan Tavlor, who inherited the title “Duke of Ashaway” from mv brother Ken in 1939. hereby bestow unon my sister. Thebe, the title “Duchess of Ash-awav.” 17. I, Douglas Graham, leave the title •sf 4