Whitman High School - Spotlight Yearbook (Whitman, MA)

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STUDICNT COUNCIL First Row tleft to rightl: Mr. Card, Laura Thompson, Lloyd Curby, Ruth Harrington, Dorothy Gaudette, H ' ' ' '. , . arry 'lerz1an, William Curby. Mrs. Mclnnes Second Row: Geraldine Schnyer, Joseph Cornvrford, Stergios Milonas, Robert Landers, Clayton Anderson, Betty Harper. Third Row: George l ahrenholt, Raymond K Richard Ahearn. Student In September the Whitman High School Stu- dent Council was organized for the year with the following officers: President, Lloyd Curbyg Vice- President, Ruth Harringtong Secretary, Dorothy Gaudetteg Treasurer, Harry Terziang Executive Board members, Laura Thompson and William Curby. The Council is ably advised by Mrs. Mc- Innes and Mr. Card. The Servicemen's Honor Roll was brought up to date by adding many new names. The school entered a Jeep campaign to sell bonds and stamps and purchased 551,802.10 over its goal of 310,000 We were able to fly the Treas- ury flag for getting over 9055 each month. 19 ing, I r:1nc'cs Dei-han, lilizalieth Priest, Stephen Cola-, Council At Christmas time a tree was erected in the gym. There carol singing was enjoyed by large groups. The school contributed 3440.50 to the Red Cross drive and 338.65 to the Infantile Paralysis drive. Dancing classes were conducted on Friday afternoons with many students attending. On April 19, the Student Council held its annual dance. The gym was very prettily decorated and a large number enjoyed this first vacation-time social. In addition to other activities, the Council con- tinues to supervise the marshal and the extra- curricular system.

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T H E Y E A R B O O K 1 9 4 4 Qj0ZGNNk9GNQkDGN0k9QZ05Q!0Z3Qk9QrMZ5Qj0fZNQQWfT5GNWkDGNNkDGW0k9 The class election for our final year resulted in a new president, John Reed. Wally took over the treasurer's duties with Isabel and Helen holding the same office they had the year before. On October 21 we held our first dance of the year. the Hallowe'en Hop, which with the aid of ghosts, witches and black cats, presented the true Hallowe'en spirit. With the football season nearing a close. plans were made for the annual football banquet which took place on December 29. About the same time Coach Leavitt called for candidates for varsity basketball-the iirst time in eighteen years that Whitman High was to have a varsity team with a formal schedule. The girls, however. were un- fortunate in not having a varsity team this year. After the Christmas vacation another new project was started. The school was to publish a newspaper to be sent to servicemen who were in school December 7, 1941. The first issue of the paper, which was called the Red and Black Spot- light, appeared in January. Several issues have been published since then and have been greatly appreciated by boys all over the world. In February we presented our last class dance, the Sweetheart Swirl. Although the weather- man didn't co-operate, a large crowd was present and everyone had an enjoyable evening. +- -.A x . row: Song Shoo, Shoo, Baby ....... .... R obert Millett The Dreamer ............ . . .Gilbert Wood Slender, Tender and Tall ........... Isabel Hogg Do Nothing Till You Hear from Me Miss Reynolds' Type Classes l'II Get By ................... Eddie McCarthy As Time Goes By ........... Tardy Room at One I'II Be Around .......... Mr. Snow in Corridor I A11 or Nothing at All .......... Our 100'iJ Drives Speak Lon' ...................... Helen Rymut Why Dorff You Do Right? ..... George Strathern The following month Mr. Bayley assigned the graduation essays to Ruth Harrington and Marion Little. Other honor parts were assigned to the next ten highest ranking students by the vote of the class. On May 17 we presented On Our Street to a large audience who appreciated the effort put into this play by the cast and the advisers to make it a great success. For Class Day on June 10, we planned a pro- gram which proved to the large audience that we, the members of the Class of 1944, had profited by the experiences of our four years of high school and were worthy of the heritage given us. The saddest occasion of our career occurred on Friday, June 16-our graduation night. Although we were sad because the thought that we were leaving our classmates lingered in our minds, we nevertheless felt happy and proud that we had fulfilled our duties at Whitman High and were now worthy of our diplomas. Even though we had parted on graduation night we still had something to look forward to-our farewell party, the Reception. Thus we came to the close of four of the happi- est years of our school life, pioneers ready to face the world. wr 0 0 K gdb iii... Tztles Love, Love, Lore Wm. Hammond and J. Blakeman Long Ago and Far Away Our Thoughts when We're Taking a Test Take It Easy .................. Russell Thomas A Lovely Way to Spend an Evening Doing Homework? I'7I Be Seeing You .... Our Service Boys' Goodbye All the Things You Are ........ Stergios Milonas Put Your Dreams Away ......... Arthur Sproul Surrey with the Fringe on Top Boys with Whiffles Dari: Eyes .................. Dorothy Gaudette 18

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' 'I-'Rf Jil? G'oVoVo ovovo o ovovo ovovovovoxo 0 0 Q 0 I. .V,v.v.v.v,v.v,v,v,v,v,v,v. , .v.v,v,v.xQ 9 GXOAO 9 9 9A'A'A'A 'A9A'A'A'A'A'A'1x'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A'A',x'A',x' 'A'A' 'A'A'1D By Mafia! Bfyant and Clayton Anderson Well, at last the long awaited day has arrived. I was soon to start on my vacation trip for a tour of the European countries. While waiting for the arrival of the Limited Express, I picked up the New York Times, and there on the front page was the blazing announcement that Charles Moffatt was the newly elected Mayor of New York. Before the train arrived, I enjoyed reading Dorothy Nut- ter's Lovewise Column. On board the plane for Europe, I encountered Helen Rymut, a school mate of my Class of '44, who was now an air hostess. We started talking and were discussing our school chums and saying how they were succeeding in this modernistic world of 1960. Helen told me that Charlene Waugh was supervisor in a large, air-conditioned, glass factory where lead pencils were manufactured. I now hope that Charlene has plenty of her own, so that she doesn't have to borrow pencils as she did from John Reed in high school. Speaking of John Reed, leading mortician of New York, his secre- tary, Rose McCarthy, informed me yesterday that since business is rather dull, he models fashions for Esquire in his spare time. Since Helen was wanted up back, I said goodbye to her and started to read Geraldine Schnyer's new book, Silence is Bliss and So Is Music, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I saw another old classmate, Betty Hogg, who, as she said, was on her way to Japan to take notes on the famous meeting being held by the Inter- national Police Force. A prominent member of the force is General Gilbert of World War II fame. Betty seemed very amused when she told me that Robert Millett was really getting married. We both thought it a wonder for he already had had three or four broken engagements to his credit. Betty said that she spent her vacation on Elizabeth Hatch's ranch, in Texas, where Eliza- beth rounds up a few hundred head of cattle each day. Betty's hair looked very nice, so I inquired as to who the hairdresser was. I found out that it was none other than Mable Vigneault. who had a very modern beauty salon in New York. Fan dancer Theresa Dick, whose hair has to be done just so, wouldn't think of going to anyone else but Mable. I said goodbye to Betty in Paris and journeyed to the lovely home of Mary Vigneault, American stage star, who now spends her winters in sunny France. That evening we sat before a cozy fire- place and saw Dorothy Fahrenholt sing Lover Come Back To Me, at Carnegie Hall over their television set. Mary told me about her next door neighbor, the former Pauline Brine, now Mrs. Earl Hammond, who, when she expected guests, merely Hbuttoned on the extra. guest room. Other wonders were the built in waffle iron, and the glass oven where one could sit and watch the meat roasting. Upon picking up a Paris newspaper, I saw the pictures of former Lieutenants Dorothy Brittain, Doris MacLaughlin, and Barbara Chap- man, World War II veteran nurses, who had re- cently attended a medical convention in Paris. Leaving the wonders of the modern home, I journeyed to Germany where I spent a fortnight. At an entertainment, held in the moonlight by the lovely Blue Danube River, we were all enchanted by Russell Gardner's singing guitar. In Russia I came across Ailene Sherman, who is now President of the General Federation of Women's Clubs. She had just left Africa where she stayed with the Curbys who are residing there. Lloyd is a research technician. Ailene said she had an interesting time watching Lloyd show the natives how to make hydrogen sulfide, while his assistant, Barbara Harper, gave the native maidens points on how to be poised and sophisti- cated. In Russia one may visit the famous Chil- dren's Home operated by Shirley Standish and Audrey Atwood, who, after the war, continued to take care of the homeless and sick children. During my stay in Russia, I visited the art galleries where Anthony Arau's drawings were one of the many wonderful exhibits on display. I certainly wished I could have afforded to buy one of his great masterpieces. Returning to Paris, I stopped in at Phyllis Look's Au Chapeau d'Asperge where I purchased several fine looking wardrobes. lnquiring as to the whereabouts of Harold Dodge. one of her school friends, I was informed that he was now an ex- clusive photographer for Warner Brothers. Quiet Marguerite Thetonia is residing in France as stenographer and wife to a quaint Frenchman. Living near her is Nancy Wright,