Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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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

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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 Mayor of Bradford to my sister, Jean. Let me warn her, however, that she has a difficult task before her, because one must be on his toes to keep up with this “fast” city. 18. I, Frank Gencarelli, fortunate heir of the junkyards, stables, and all buildings surrounding the Red Stone Filling Station, left to me in 1939, make these as well as my estates and rights in Shan-nock, Cross’ Mills, and Potter Hill, the property of Frank Servideo and Joseph Ferendo, who, I am sure, will manage them as well as I have. 19. I, Michael Spezzano, hereby leave my interest and ability in track to any underclassman who is capable of attending practice faithfully, making a point now and then, and showing the ability at least to climb over the high hurdles. 20. We, the cast of “You Can’t Take It With You,” in all modesty wish the Junior class the same success that we had, dramatically and financially, and sincerely hope that their production will be a real “hit.” 21. We, Ralph Spargo and Robert Hyde, leave our playboy instincts to any pair of underclassmen who feel inclined to indulge in similar frivolities. 22. I, William Borsay, leave to Wallace Greig my technique as business manager. 23. I, John Stellitano, leave my well-known all-around athletic ability to Henry Laudone, who is also a famous W. H. S. athlete. 24. I, Walter Bressette, leave my ability in athletics to James Trebisacci, who shows promise in basketball and baseball. 25. I, Patsy Cappuccio, leave my love for argument and ability to say what I mean in five and six syllable words to any Junior who can rival me in oratory. 26. We, Fred Ennis and Earl Crandall, leave our remarkable gymnastic ability to Dick Caulfield and Louis LaPere of the Sophomore class who really are “smooth. ’ 27. T, “Doc” Astill, bequeath my power of spontaneous humor to whichever member of the Junior class feels sufficiently well qualified to carry it on. Attention, Edward Tourtellotte! 28. I, James Pignataro, leave my original methods of working algebra problems as well as my love for solid, trig, physics, and algebra, which have sent me to bed at 2 or 3 a. m., to Mr. Kenyon—especially my copyrighted methods in algebra, for they may some day prove extremely valuable. 29. We, Dorothy Stoppello, Ida Grills, and Marion Monti, leave our ability to make pleasant chatter in school to those talkative Juniors, Anne Lanzetta, Sally Archie, and Constance Wright. We are sure they are deserving of this fine gift. 30. We, Betty Langworthy and Ethel Fulford. bequeath our nimble fingers and good taste to the future Home Ec classes in the hope that they may equal our resourcefulness. 31. I, George Dohring, leave my ability to argue with hapless females in History' 12B to any one who may desire it, and to any future upholder of the Democratic Party I leave my hearty regards. 32. I, Helen Coy, bequeath my interest in everything I do to the future Seniors. 33. I, Marion Pendleton, leave my quiet attitude and brilliant mind to the most undeserving Sophomore, in order that he may profit by them. 34. I, Normand Andrews, transmit my powers of persuasion to the future class presidents. To them, also, I leave mv ability (?) to get a thing done within the appointed time limit. 35. We. Edith Dinwoodie and Doris Rathbone, bestow our skill at manipulating the machines in Office Practice on Genevieve Dubiel and Mary Capalbo. 36. We, Hannah Clapham and Mary Baird, bequeath our habit of accompanying each other wherever we go to all people in perfect accord with each other. 37. We. Herbert “Timber” Strong and Wallace Burdick, leave our record of prowess in tumbling for future classes of Mr. Federico to live up to. 38. I, Edward Burdick, bequeath my record on the track team to under-classmen record breakers. 39. We, Thomas Reilly and Ralph Nar-done, leave our positions as ticket takers to Louis Cozzolino and Henry Fiore of the Junior class. 40. I. Phyllis Brown, bequeath my ability to do anything and everything in the 15