Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book — 1942 IRENE—Ruth Brown has just returned from her cross-country travels and Frances Boyington is a farmerette in Shan-nock. Now that the war is over Philo-mene Motes is a beautician and is making the girls feminine again since slacks have been put away. Elaine LoPriore and Elvira Malagrino are making nail polish in every color of the rainbow to go with each costume. Here, Ferd, you look at the world for awhile. FERD—In the Westerly A P Super Market, Joe Pescatello is the new produce manager and Pete Vocatura has taken over the meat market. I see that Ken Sayles is earning a dollar an hour playing nursemaid to beautiful babies whose mothers are flying planes for the Pan-American Airways. Look at Saul Saila. He’s now a forest ranger in Glacier Park and still has opportunities to enjoy his favorite pastime of “angling.” BOB—Lemme look—I can see Virginia Hurtado crossing the finishing line in a roller skating cross-country race. And Mary Capalbo is in her seventh heaven as an airplane hostess. Whee—just gaze at that snazzy red racing car!—and it’s Jean Champlin at the wheel just being crowned with flowers for coming off first in the international auto races. IRENE—I see that Jean Dreczko has taken over the duties as secretary at our old Alma Mater. She has been granted special permission to ring the fire alarm system five times a week. Donald Miller is still going around incognito behind his dark glasses trying to give the impression that he’s who he isn’t. It is said he is really the world’s greatest detective. Ruth Shippee and Thelma Burdick are cooking at Norwich Inn; their food now being the talk of the town. FERD—(turning the telescope) Loretta Devine is editor-in-chief of the largest, most liberal magazine in circulation, the “Whiz.” Virginia Celico and Myrtle Grinnell are expert and efficient secretaries at Westerly Telephone Company. Here, Bob, you may look now'. BOB—Shirley Haston’s hat shoppe on Fifth Avenue contains the very latest in milady’s so-called millinery. Ina Babcock and Priscilla Dove are making millions by manufacturing gum for high school students. They have invented a kind which if chewed consistently will make failure in exams impossible. Kay Grills is about to be married for the third time; and look who is head nurse at The Westerly Hospital—Kay Crowley. IRENE—(turning telescope) I can see Darkest Africa and a caravan headed by those two famous explorers, Arlene Church and Evelyn Palmer. They’re hunting for an unknown species of ferocious cat. (Turning again) Lillian Weimar is an influential diplomat in the New InterContinental Court founded by David Par-nigoni and other allied diplomats. FERD—Well, the rocket ship is all set to go and we’ve seen all our classmates except Justin McCarthy, Seigel Ralls, and Edward Hoiniski. Let’s take off. (Pause for a few seconds.) We’re approaching the earth, hold your hats tight. Hang on! (The ship hits the earth with such terrific force that it penetrates it a depth of three miles and comes to rest in a subterranean passage.) No wonder we didn’t see the other boys for they’re using the new earth-boring machine and are bringing to completion this Super-Perfect International Roadway from Westerly to Calcutta right through the middle of the earth. Let’s take this new road home. FERDINAND COMOLLI IRENE TOUGAS ROBERT CARD Prophets — 8f 12 )§►-

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The Senior Year Book — 1942 and there's a new sweater girl, Kay Pan-ciera. Charles Manfredi and Robert Carr are efficient cameramen and are really reeling them off. Claire Taillon, Jane Nestor, and Dorothy Walker are the triple stars in the hit of the season, “Three Gay Bachelor Girls.” Edward Parry is now writing Morgan’s scripts and each joke is funnier than the last. FERI)—(Turning to Washington) Mac-Arthur is now President and Robert Bit-good and James Dow are serving as his aides—their reward for being two of the aviators who finally ousted the Japs. Look up there in Grand Rapids. Isn’t that Louis Coazolino, running a (match and toothpick factory to supply his own demand of special wood? BOB—Let’s see who’s at Miami. Just look at Foster Niles, the glamour boy of Miami surrounded by bathing beauties. Yes, there’s Tommy Maines, the new Charles Atlas. Boy, what strength! IRENE—(turning the telescope) Well, isn’t that Sam Cherenzia selling ice and Lawrence Faitani canvassing Cleveland with his newly patented back-scrubber and scratcher? (turning) Here we are back in New York again. Harry Crandall is now master of ceremonies at the Waldorf Astoria, with Marjorie Capalbo as his featured vocalist. The world-renowned Russell Smith has just finished his latest and best symphony, “Fantastic Echoes.” And over at Carnegie Hall, Angelo Spo-sato, the “Harmonica King,” is giving a concert. FERI)—How about a peek? Lima, Peru, is the scene of the Western Hemisphere Olympics and Nat Broccolo is there to break more records as pole vaulter. Bill Eleazer and Michael Levcowich are also winning eternal fame for the United States as milers. Natale Falcone is acting as their manager and advisor. Wake up. Bob, it’s your turn. BOB—I see a Bathing Beauty Contest to select Miss America of '52. Lewis Rath-bun and Bill Baldwin are supreme judges. Boy, what a difference! And after much deliberating they have unanimously chosen Agnes Rozanski. Pat Toscano has collected so many dance records that he'3 wondering if he should build a special room for them or sell them back. IRENE—Look here, boys—James Sisco has won the Nobel Prize for inventing an alarm clock that, because of an electric eye, will not shut off until you’re out of bed. Oh, yes, Clifford Mitchell, Frances Knight, and Ruth Montalto are now' retiring as millionaires living on the interest from their defense bonds bought back in ’42. BOB—I see that Louis Algier is Chief Doughnut Hole Inspector and Joe Cotter is his right-hand man. (Turning the telescope) There’s a yacht sailing over the Caribbean Sea. It’s the “Venus de Milo” and Bob Smith is its captain. Some of his crew include Joseph Colosi, Schuyler McCall, and Charles McCormick. FERD—Dorothy Eccleston now doubles for a talking machine and w'hen she isn’t available, Ruth Kelley replaces her w'ith the greatest of ease. Madeline Vuono has a w'orld reputation as the “Petite Poetess Parfaite.” Duke Abbruzzese has a little barber shop on the corner of Fifth Avenue and 53rd Street and specializes in men’s marcels. Next door is a beauty shop operated by Evelyn O’Donnell who is arranging Rose Regine’s hair in the latest style, the downsweep. Rose is one of the city’s wealthiest socialites. IRENE—Let me look, for a change. There’s a new building in Times Square. The signs says, “C. Arnone, Publications.” On the staff are Priscilla Brown, Claire Turco, Rose Verzillo, columnists, and Mary Uzzi, illustrator. Anna Evans is the snooping reporter. (Turning the telescope.) In Los Angeles, Richard Smith and his “hill billies” are playing at Grau-man’s Chinese Restaurant. BOB—Look here. I see Paul Tate headlined as the new bantamweight champ of the world. Now that cars are coming into their own again, Ethel Hindle and Doris Crandall, two prominent philanthropists, are happily speeding over the highways rushing with all the other girls to Hazel Perkins’ exclusive dress shoppe. Hazel is designing gowns made of glass cloth. Ann Gencarelli is creating dippy hats and accessories of plastic to go with them. 11 }3»—

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Tin: Senior Year Book — 1942 Class Will The awesome and spectacular privilege of inscribing into the intellects of our fellow students the last will and testament of the honorable class of 1942 falls upon us three modern “Portias.” Our hearts are replete with sorrow as we solemnly take into our hands a pen to record this memorial of three years of assiduous labor. 1. We, the members of the Senior Class, bequeath our reputation of noise-makers to the Sophomore Class, which has already s' own great promise of following in our footsteps. 2. I, the broken desk in Room 8, leave my desire for attention to our ingenious janitor, Mr. Maxwell. 3. We, the sandwiches in the cafeteria, do hereby leave our increasing prices to our customers—“C’est la guerre.” 4. I, the radio in Room 9, after three strjnuous years with the Class of ’42, leave my hopes of a more peaceful future to the ensuing classes. 5. We, the English Class of the 12B Division, do hereby bequeath our appreciation of poetry and of the other arts, and in particular our interest and zeal in English literature to the new senior English classes, that they may be as successful as we in capturing Miss Hanson’s love and esteem. 1. We, the “Songbirds of Paree,” Eleanor Narciso and Gertrude Schwabe leave the inspiration of our harmonious voices to Alice Giannoni and Jean Kennedy. 2. I, Kay Crowley, leave my ability to arouse Miss Kingsley’s genial nature to George Stillman, a most promising sophomore. 3. I, Jean Graham, after much deliberation leave my title as “Mayor of Bradford,” inherited from my brother Doug, to Hazel Clark. 4. We, the three “Mesquiteers”—Mike Guarino, Dino Panciera, and Eddie Gen- carelli, leave our studious attitude and inconspicuous demeanor to any juniors who feel themselves worthy of the honor. 5. I, Lillian Weimar, leave -my tall stature to that very minute junior, John McIntyre. 6. I, Frances Boyington, do hereby bequeath my interest in R. I. State to Judy Segar. 7. I, Gene Notkin, leave my poise and height to Joe Ruisi, who I feel sure, will profit by it. 8. I, Loretta Devine, leave my versatile personality to my w’orthy successor, Joy Palm. 9. I, Anna Evans, leave my shy, demure demeanor to Winnie Walker that she may profit by my example. 10. I, Claire Turco, leave my collection of late slips to Philip LaMarche, who possesses a collection second only to mine. 11. I, James Woodfield, leave the blueness of my eyes to Evelyn Savles, my rival in that field. 12. I, Kay Cercena, bestow my irresistible giggle upon Miss Hanson, who, I am sure, will appreciate it. 13. I, Claire Taillon, leave my mental capacity for learning to any deserving junior planning to take senior Latin. 14. I, Mary Wolstencroft, do leave my ability to drive a car to Tony Trovato, the “Terror of the Highways.” 15. I, George Cottrell, bequeath ray reputation as the best dinner-tray pusher to the junior or sophomore who may inherit my esteemed position. 16. I, Jeanne Dreczko, leave my position as office assistant to Martha Moor-house, who seems to enjoy spending her afternoons in the office. 17. I, Harold Payne, leave my love and knowledge of music to that “drummer-bov junior,” Vernon Wheeler. 18. I, Wally Greig, bequeath my title, “Best Doodler in the Class,” to Miss Irene Warner that she may pass it on to the most unpromising lower classman. 19. I, Ruth Shippee, leave my experi- - §1 i3 )$—