Westwood High School - Green Years Yearbook (Westwood, MA)

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$ Anthony Laham Robert Kirby 67 Magnolia Drive Transfer from Warren, Rhode Island High School. Anthony Laham 53 Magaletta Drive Chris Simonds 247 Alder Road Lameece Atallah EA RL Y GRA D UA TES Janis Fales 149 Birch Tree Drive Janis . . . peasant blouses . . . sunny disposition . . . likes English . . . talkative . . . THAT laugh! . . . trans- fer to UNH. Joan Hinchman 176 Conant Road I love music but it ' s definitely not the only thing in my life. Joan . . . musical! . . , likes a good roast lamb, afresh vegetable and good wine . . . poetry . . . climbing . . . canoeing . . . They co me and go! . . . pet peeve is money but wishes she had more of it . . . likes poets, artists, musicians . . . found on the road or at Univer- sity of Hartford . . . responsible . . . music; teaching and perform ing. Orchestra 3; Chorus 1, 2, 3; Glee Club 1, 2, 3; Folk Club 2; National Honor Society 3. Lameece Atallah 64 Woodland Road Chris Simonds Joan Hinchman Janis Fales

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Scott Winter Kathleen Winn Kathleen Winn I !anton Street The smile that lights the face will also warm the heart Kathy . . . blue eyes likes sports, especially base- ball. . . Bye Bye Birdie . . dislikes chemistry and stone nails . . . Right . . . found at Fenway Park . . . Dot in the music room or in the Little Theater . . . One Boy . long blonde hair . Deborah Sue . . . i eryone , , . college. Chorus 2, 3, I: Glee Club 2, 3, 4; Drill Team 2, 3, I; Cheerleader 3, 4; Pep Club 1. 2, 3, 4; Drama Club 4; National Honor Society 4; Prom Committee 3; Health Careers Club 2, 3, 4; Bye Bye Birdie 4; Senior Play; Yearbook Staff. Joseph Woicik Ronald Zabilski Nicholas Yavarow Scott Winter 480 Summer Street Common sense is instinct. Enough of it is genius. Scott . . . forget it, buddy . . . likes sport cars and playing pool . dislikes empty green bottles and saw- dust . . seen driving a green Triumph . . . falling off horses . found with Fred, and Otis?? . . . plans to go to college Pep Club 1, 2; Tape-it Committee 4. Alan Wiren 360A Pond Street I am a lonely shell; Hold me close and you will hear the ocean roar. Alan . . . music . . . photography . . . long hair . . . quiet . . . plans to stay alive. Band 1. 2, 3, 4; Concert Band 1. 2, 3, 4; Photography Club 2, 3, 4. Joseph Woicik 820 Canton Street Nowhere dues a man retire with more quiet and freedom than into his own soul. Joe. . . Smokey Joe . . . What are you . . . Italian? . . . likes old rock n ' roll . . . girls, and Friday night . . . dislikes homework, loud-mouth girls, especially Fog Horn Mary . . . greasers ' hand . . . found under Batch ' s truck, at Roche Bros, or Vet ' s Bar . . . Wentworth Institute. Baseball 1, 2, 3.; Football 1,2. Nicholas Yavarow 814A Gay Street Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Ronald Zabilski 75 Cobleigh Street We are shaped and fashioned by what we love. Ron . . . sports . . . girl watching . . . likes food, hot pants, . . . dislikes take-home flyers, long practices . . . or? the field at 3:00 . . ■ Tuce . . . Nelsky Bear . . . D.J., Spudy and Harv . . bombing around in White Chevy wagon . . . found on the practice field . . . college and college ball. Football 1. 2, 3. 4; Track 1, 2. 3, 4; National Honor Society 3, 4: Senior Play.

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Kevin P. Harnett ». 17, 1955— March 5, 1971 In Memoriam •9.-V w In one agonizing second You were taken from us. And we who remained mourned your passing with heavy hearts. Shocked by the injustice of such a tragedy. For it is we who have known and loved you, Who have suffered the most in your absence. Fond remembrances come often And we treasure them as we did your friendship Your loyalty, your sense of humor, your ready laughter And companionship were qualities we grew to respect and admire. Yet you also possessed a rare and valuable gift That is much sought after but seldom found Your ability to make even simple ordinary events in our lives Seem exciting, worthwhile, and enjoyable. Each day with you was filled with promise, new life, new hope, and infinite possibilities. A part of each of us went with you, And our world can never be the same. Yet the bitter anguish and sorrow have passed. And when we think of you, which is very often, We can no longer be sad. For what better memories than of you, A friend in the deepest and truest sense of the word. J 74