Winchester High School - Aberjona Yearbook (Winchester, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 96 of the 1942 volume:

EX LIBRIS After Four Years Published by the Senior Class of the Winchester High School ace K i J LoosJi-. lAsW-i Were you really alive in 1942? This is the question that will be asked of you Were you really alive in 1942? In the future. This is the question that will be asked of you Thus the Aberjona staff In the future. Has endeavored to catch Thus the Aberjona staff The spirit of the times Has endeavored to catch Within the covers of this book, The spirit of the times That each day may fly back Within the covers of this book, As you turn over the pages. That each day may fly back As you turn over the pages. a leadet • • • a u It 01 t • • • And to those former members of the Winchester High School Faculty: Lieut. R. Burns Winslow, Lieut. Edward A. Bartlett, Lieut. Ralph Small, and classmates Anthony Duquette, John Kenton, and Benton Welch . . . . our best wishes. School Department . . . Faculty . . . Senior Class History . . . Class Officers . . . Seniors . . . Classes and Permanent Honor Roll . . . Histories of the Lower Classes . . . Student Co-operative Government . . . Thrift Association . . . Junior Red Cross . . . Science and Math Clubs . . . Traffic Squad and Library Club . . . Orchestra and Chorus. Dramatic Association . . . Junior-Senior Class Play . . . Aberjona . . . Red and Black. . . . Assemblies . . . Camera Club . . . Dances . . . Vau-Devil . . . Athletic Association . . . Football . . . Basketball . . . Baseball . . . Track and Cross-Country . . . Boys’ and Girls’ Tennis . . . Field Hockey . . . Girls’ Basketball . . . Cheerleaders. Class Will . . . Class Prophecy . . . Class Oration . . . Statistics ... A Digest of Four Years. JAMES J. QUINN, Superintendent of Schools School Committee Mr. Geoffrey Neiley, Chairman Mr. Neil Borden Mr. Leo Garvey Mrs. Christine Greene Mrs. Rachel Kimball Mr. Robert Lybeck For taking over and successfully running a job on short notice, orchids must be presented to our new Principal, Mr. Graves. Popular with the Frosh while Principal of the Wadleigh, he is now the very popu¬ lar Principal of us all. Mr. Keeney, efficient and likeable, heads the all- important English department. Under his guidance, students are yearly dispatched to successful college careers, or business pursuits. Also imparting knowl¬ edge to the seniors is Miss Parker, well-known as the firm yet obliging advisor to the Senior Class. Mr. Hayward, besides instructing Sophs and Seniors is head man of the annual Vau-Devil Show, and unceas¬ ingly counsels the A. A. Mr. Stevens effectively takes care of most of the juniors, teaching them, on the side, how to run the Red and Black . Mr. Small is a sophomore mentor, as well as the able director of those excellent Junior-Senior plays. And no one who steps into the Wadleigh building can escape the effervescent vitality of Miss Bailey, who so skillfully directs the Dramatic Society, or the quiet attractive¬ ness of Miss Clark, who teaches French and English to many freshmen. Mrs. Stacy, always ready with a giggle or a coy glance, manages the Thrift Association as well as the Social Studies department. Due to her care, the High School has an excellent banking record, and she is responsible for many informative assemblies and in¬ teresting discussions on current events. Mr. Cooper daily compares European history and wars to ours, while Miss Hall takes care of her various courses in history with a pleasant smile. Mrs. Lobdell, a new¬ comer to Wadleigh this year, informs the freshmen of things gone by” in the ancient world. SAMUEL M. GRAVES, Principal Dr. Alley is that paragon of medicine, electricity and chemical compounds who presides over the chem¬ ical and physical laboratories, and, miraculously, keeps the juniors from blowing the high school apart. He is ably assisted by Miss Peabody, who handles chemistry and biology, and whose collection of semi¬ precious stones is sump’in! With the war, Mr. Butter’s job as head of the Math department has doubled in size. New victory math courses have been installed, which will help everyone in the high school, regardless of his ability, to help his country later on, for the need for trained mathematicians grows greater and greater. Chief co-ordinators are Mr. Rodgers, who carefully intro¬ duces the sophomores to the mysteries of geometry and runs the boys’ tennis team on the side, and Mr. Nichols, of freshman algebra fame, whose hobbies in¬ clude coaching freshman football, faculty-advising for the yearbook, and supervising the affairs of the Wadleigh family. Mr. Albro, whose stories about the Philippines are choice, teaches Caesar, Cicero, and Virgil to some¬ times recalcitrant, but always amused upperclassmen, while bright-eyed, entertaining Miss Carmichael pre¬ pares the freshmen for this onslaught of the classics. Seated: Mr. Nichols, Mr. Know Iron, Dr. Alley, Mrs. Stacy, Miss Bronson, Mr. Graves, Miss Mackedon, Miss Allison, Mr. Keeney, Mr. Butters, Mr. Albro. Middle Row: Miss Wilfert, Miss Hannon, Miss Melanson, Miss Fenton, Miss Bennett, Miss Peabody, Miss Bailey, Miss Carmichael, Miss Clark, Mrs. Lobdell, Miss Hall, Miss Skornik. Back Rovt: Mr. Smith, Mr. Hayward, Mr. Rodgers, Mr. Cooper, Mr. Small, Mr. Stevens, Mr. Bartlett. Enthusiastic, super-chic Miss Mackedon carries on French traditions in W. FE S., assisted by never shy, never quiet, petite Miss Knowlton. With North and South American unity increasing ’every day, Miss Allison’s job of teaching Spanish has assumed added importance. Miss Bronson, who always finds a job for the worthy, heads our efficient commercial department. She is herself an expert typist and shorthand-er, and she directs a large staff of teachers. Miss Skornik is a newcomer this year. Everyone knows Miss Ben¬ nett’s dimples! And very few are unaware of Mr. Bartlett and Mr. Smith, those super-athletes, who really do have a connection with the school in a teaching capacity, in addition to their coaching. Not many schools have as expert, youthful, and sympathetic coaches and athletic directors as we have here. Mr. Knowlton (Ffen), is a whiz in more ways than one, and Miss Fenton (Debs), isn’t an inch be¬ hind him when it comes to judging the Vau-Devil acts or a basketball foul. The girls are also lucky in having as exuberant and friendly an assistant coach as Miss Weber. Some of the cadet-catchers” around the school might do well to see Miss Niven about the receipe for those brownies, or some of those snappy desserts, as it would add greatly to their home appeal.” Those personality classes that Miss Niven holds are a great help, too. Mr. Leary and Mr. Branley have important jobs now with the war — mechanical drawing ex¬ perts are in great demand at the moment, and both teachers are helping the government by building model planes for airplane spotters. When that annual spring exhibition comes around, many people are astonished at the wide scope of art work attempted and successfully done by high school students. Of course, all the praise for this falls back on the teachers, Miss Goodrich and Miss Keller. Both masters in their fields, they combine teaching with so much fun that periods spent in the art room are generally considered among the best. Everyone is so accustomed to seeing Miss Wilfert around the library now that it seems as though she’d always been there. Always ready with a kind smile and the right book, she is one of the best-liked teachers in the school. Tob to Bottom-. The Biggest Question- J. D.; Beauty Culture; Tid-Bit; Tense Moment. On the record you might be heating up some al¬ ready overworked theme for English, or still straining for the perfect one-handed basket. Off the record you might be pleading for a scarce coke or whirling at the Totem Pole. But now YOU are a senior, liv¬ ing the last of many weeks, many months, many years in W. H. S. And although you are spending these last days as the senior of four months ago, you are trying to think back to the very first in high school — and can’t quite cover the span. That was a day though. You wandered mid¬ period into the wrong ro om, and you despaired, for there were no bright horizons before the freshman mind. But, swallowing hard, you held class elec¬ tions, raising Courtney Crandall to the presidency, with Jackie Hammond VP-ing, which left Cinny Newton as scribe and Bob Cummins with whatever jingle he might collect. You were a class of ideas — slightly revolutionary, but nevertheless ideas. You were behind the footlights in every D. A. production; you organized a ping-pong tournament, and spread the fever to upperclassmen; you highspotted Vau- Devil; you made the varsity football squad, and that of hockey and track. You had A” lunch, and learned about cafeteria food. You felt the first terror of mid-years. And You debated the Sudeten question. Freshman year passed away and You became a Soph. Snatches of that year frolic through your brain. You were part of the main building and an upperclassman. Needing a head on your composite shoulders, y ou gave the job to Ralph Swanson, with Palmer Worthen as his second. Secretary Pride and Treasurer Provinzano filled the remaining bill. You delved deep into all activities, and made giant con¬ tributions to the sports world. The best or nothing was your maxim; three of You grabbed first-team numerals in football; two in bas¬ ketball; two in Cross-Country; and practically the whole hockey team to yourself. Pete Provinzano made history while yet a soph; he was elected var¬ sity captain of basketball. It was also the year You wore saddle shoes dirty, got priorities in balcony seats at assemblies, tussled with Yul-yus Kaisar (sur¬ rendering yourselves and all your possessions). Seniors were anxious over your vote for a new student coun¬ cil; You stayed in study hall only as long as You could stand it, and then went to both lunches. You stayed your greatest number of detention periods. You were recognizedly old men”, but wanted to be a lot older. Before You realized it. You were climb¬ ing the ladder again. Junior year was all pink and sunshine. You dusted off your dreams for a little actual use. In the chief executive’s shoes was Bert Callanan, with Leo Treacy in the background. R. B. Harris was secretary; Bill Dowden, treasurer. After a trial-and-error interval, Student Govern- bent, firmly planted on its feet, provided a bi-weekly airing for your radicalitie.s. You completely re¬ vamped the Red and Black, and stole the show at the Class Play. Nor was that your only stage appearance during the year, for yours were the substantial leads in productions under Miss Bailey’s supervision. You did everything there was to do, and got a kick out of doing it. As for the sports field, You kicked up more dirt than ever before. Pigskinning was a specialty (just over the goal line), and basketball—ah, there were none like You, with seniors forced into the hazy fringe of the spotlight. Baseball was another of your specialties — all yours! Not that with some of your parlor-gaming feminity there was none of your shine, either, but they were only the customary first-mag¬ nitude stars. You had fun doing everything everywhere. You heard Frenesi” make a hit — and then You heard it some more. In Europe war was raging all over the place, and You were tied up in Bundles for Britain”. Even then, You still possessed sufficient heat to fight out the election in the fall. Then came the incredible day you woke up to find yourself a senior, and kept telling everyone you didn’t feel like one. You weighted your new position s in school organizations and on class committees with a kind of personal objective. You went to more games and cheered a little louder; You breezed into A. A. dances oftener; it was the last time. You saw Dean Derby and Grace Fillipone receive the Wheeler and Mansfield cups. For Your final group of officers you elected Dick Murphy, Bill Dowden, Barbie Coss, and Donny Drew as Pres., Y.P., Sec., and Treas. respectively. Statistically, this was your climax year of prece¬ dence setting; it was also your fullest. On whatever field of sports You tread, golden imprints were left behind. Football, basketball, baseball, tennis hockey, it was all the same. Victories were almost a habit as each season closed and a new one opened. And with theactivities, small, big, urgent, casual, You rallied one hundred per cent. None were ever quite the same when You quit them at the year’s close, but every¬ thing was for the better. Perhaps most of all You will remember the second Monday in December. You were dazed by the news from Pearl Harbor, and the auditorium’s atmosphere reminded You of the clouds’ captive electricity be¬ fore the storm. You hung on the President’s every word. And after the address, You felt not lost but very personal in the struggle. A few of You were shortly on the high seas or in the Army ranks. You found Yourself bending to war restrictions: no cars, no records, taxes everywhere. You swarmed into first aid classes; You knit for Red Cross; You bought bonds and stamps. Those were the days, and the things. And again, in a symbolistic manner, they bring back to You a myriad other wonderfully aching memories: the sol¬ emnized Christmas pageant, the pleasant doldrum of a study hall in May; or the scintillating sting of snow in your face on early winter mornings (which, be¬ cause of the time-saving changes, You appropriately dubbed the Dawn Patrol”). You let homework go the way You’d alweys felt it should go. But we still had a lighter side. The Connecticut Yankee” was a smash hit; You schemed the tenth Yau-Devil in reds, whites, and blues; Prom was seventh heaven; graduation but a month away. You can rermember lining up in the Gym. Gosh, were You really that short by comparison? You had visions of yourself grabbing the sheepskin and sprint¬ ing headlong up the aisle, and out — for good. And so here You sit at the end of it all, fingering over the pages to your own particular write-up. Maybe your picture will look better in print than it did in the proof. You hope so, anyway. Richard Murphy, President William Dowden, Vice-President Barbara Coss, Secretary Donald Drew, Treasurer ROBERT T. ABBE Bob Union Familiar to the gridiron with kit, bucket, and stretcher . . . danced though Vau-devil . . . track . . . Abcr- jona’s explosive Advertising chief . . . a cosmopolite from ’wav btck—Europe as a Soph . . . loves the sea but heads for the army . . . perhaps as a cross- section looks to Flarvard Business School or future capital. GRACE S. AITCHISON Itchy Sincere . . . constant . . . Itchy man¬ aged a super-sophomore softball team. Class Play ticket seller ... A. A. booster . . . spends long hours learning to drive Smitty’s car . . . horsebacks . . . knits to the accompaniment of Glenn Miller ... an expert at traction splints ... a future woman in white. GERTRUDE M. AGRI Gerty Copley Obliging . . . bright . . . raven hair and smiling eyes ... A. A., Cum Laude consistently . . . Libe Club, Thrift, and Yearbook ad-getter . . . seeks a secre¬ tarial position . . . our crystal ball says she will get it. . MARY LOU ALLEN Mary Lou Mount Holyoke Gracious blonde . . . sincere and win- tome . . . edited features for R B . . . contributed to the Aberjona and the Recorder . . . smootched make-up for Vau-devil and D. A. . . . basketball and field hockey . . . will be busy with her triple hobbyhorse — music, art, sports . . . lives each day to the full— a howling success formula. FRANCES AMICO Frannie Manchester School Placid and pretty . . . orderly and de¬ pendable . . . Cum Laude, Library Club, Red Cross, and Yearbook Staff ex¬ amples of careful work . . . neat dresser . . . thinks the telephone a wonderful invention ... an artist to the core! RACHEL ARMSTRONG Rach Bradford Junior Alert . . . progressive . . . spent time this autumn as hockey manager . . . representative on Red Cross and A. A. . . . class basketball . . . member of the Science Club . . . skis, chips nails, loafs, bluffs . . . ambitions are usually six icet in uniform. THOMAS D. ARNOLD Tool Boston College An inimitable laugh ... an athletic budd . . . air-minded . . . Tom amasses collections of model planes . . . slugs around the diamond like a DiMaggio . . . has been fo ur faithful years with D.A. as both actor and crewman . . . heads for B. C. and the business world. EILEEN ARSENAULT Eil Fisher’s Charming . . . happy . . . new to WHS this year from Brighton . . . listed with D.A. and Libe Club . . . d reams of planes and a pilot’s license. GERALDINE H. BARKSDALE Gerry Boston City Hospital Devoted to the game of tennis . . . col¬ lects perfume bottles, dolls, and china dogs . . . A. A. . . . hopes in the near future to be a nurse at Boston City Hospital. ESTHER BLANCHARD Es Jackson Dark and bright . . . Lady Esther” complexion . . . was hockey manager . . . D. A. representative ... A. A., Thrift, Handbook, and R B . . . class basketball . . . likes knitting and rem¬ iniscing (dropped stitch!) . . . eating and walking . . . always blends things into perfect balance . . . would like to win a contest so she can retire and write. JEANINE BERANGER Nini Westbrook Jr. College Tiny, pert and efficient . . . bustling Red Cross president . . . ticket com¬ mittee, Vau-Devil Show . . . Student Council and Class Play booster . . . also a loyal orchestra violinist . . . helped nominate our present class officers . . . active ad-chaser for Abcrjona. SIDNEY C. BLANCHARD Sid Witty and whimsical . . . happily dis¬ sertates with ten-dollar words . . . po¬ ssessed of a truly great voice, and ap¬ plauded in the Vau-Devil and Class Play . . . track squad member . . . dramatics and chorus . . . hopes to marry soon . . . and to sing Pagliacci with the Metropolitan. CALVIN F. BLOMQUIST Cal Tufts Avowed hunting and fishing fiend . . . confirmed scientist . . . frosh traffic manipulator . . . has his heart set on a record breaking fish . . . quiet and studious . . . avoids women and decoys. JOSEPHINE BONSIGNOR Jo Best dressed senior . . . completely poised . . . Thrift Association . . . own clothes . . . Thrift Association . . . permanent honor roll girl . . . destined to be one of the many successful sec¬ retaries . . . graduating with the class of ’42 . . . always smiling. WARREN BOLIVAR W One of the large members of the class . . . quiet and modest . . . but has a way with Woburn girls . . . spends his spare time fishing and driving a car . . . enjoys woodworking . . . hopes to travel around the world. LILLIAN M. BOYLE Red Burdett Peppy . . . happy-go-lucky . . . from what we hear she still spends quite a bit of time in Woburn . . . A. A. . . . Prom Committee ... we hope you’ll get to Ireland someday, Lil. FRANK P. BROOKS SHIRLEY A. BRACKETT Shirl Jackson Brilliant . . . breezy . . . smooth . . . has whirled comet-like through us for but two years and is our dynamo . . . A. A. Exec. Board, Prom, R B, Aber- jona Asst. Ed. . . . Perm. Honor Roll and League of Nations contest . . . varsity hockey . . . core of Vau-Devil’s best ... a memorable Elaine” . . . will fascinate Europe as top cosmopo¬ lite-correspondent . . . completely won¬ derful ! SARAH E. BROWNE Sally Radcliffe Soothed and radiant . . . hailed from Ohio ... a Cum Laude girl for three years . . . edited Exchange for R B . . . Secretary of D,A. . . . Executive Board of Science Club . . . Student Government representative . . . ’42 Vau-Devil . . . sincere . . . hopes to live to see a better world.” Frank Tufts Quiet . . . efficient . . . science and photog fiend . . . seen bending over pro¬ jector at assemblies . . . first in photo¬ graphy contest . . . Camera Club treas¬ urer . . . Science Club . . . collects guns . . . hunts ducks . . . heads for an en¬ gineer’s profession. ROBERT W. BYFORD Bob Nichols Jr. College Husky . . . not hard to look at ... a valuable addition to the football team . . . also tries his hand at basketball . . . baseball and track . . . displayed talents in Class Play and Vau-Devil . . . member of ’42 Prom Committee . . . Traffic Squad . . . not exactly a woman- hater . . . wants to find something that he can do better than anyone else. H. WILBERT CALLANAN Bert U. S. Army Air Corps Worldly . . . flirtatious . . . fiery . . . A. A.’s campaigning president . . re¬ peatedly caricatured in Boston papers among our pigskin standouts . . . official capacities include other presidencies, notably the Junior Class . . . basketball varsity squad and baseball . . . first floor traffic . . . would put all his eggs in Hitler’s basket. MARGARET CARROLL Peggy Mass. Gen. Hospital Tall and attractive . . . full of pep . . . captained second team hockey . . . avid roller-skater . . . likes a smashing game of tennis . . . always exquistely dressed . . . A. A. . . . will don white cap and gown. RITA M. CAMPBELL Art School Poised . . . petite . . . engaging person¬ ality . . . faithful member of the A. A. . . . brightened up the chorus . . . one of the elect: Cum Laude . . . adept at sketching, skating, boating . . . Dra¬ matic Society . . . refuses to divulge ambition — hmmm. RITA M. CARSON Comptometer Bus. School Flappy . . . flippant . . . hardworking . . . and continually boasting slacks . . . prefers Woburn stock to what Winchester offers . . . whirling a twirling baton is just one of many accomplishments. MARJORIE A. CHAPIN Margie N. E. Baptist Hospital Petite, perky, pretty . . . blushes help¬ lessly . . . yet finds it advantageous . . . Red Cross V. P. . . . efimlged charm for yearbook ads . . . Science Club Exec. Board . . . D. A. . . . Prom Committee . . . will doubtless be an attractive nurse, but sickness will increase by epidemics and ravages. NEAL C. CLARK Bowdoin Grinning . . . aggressive . . . inimitable . . . coaxed more cheers from football crowds than any other leader . . . presi- dented Thrift masterfully . . . D. A. and A. A. representative . . . Vau-Devil . . . penned for Aberjona . . . experi¬ mented with Science Club . . . aspires hopefully to pipes, slippers, wives—er, wife! MARION CIRURSO Original . . . talkative . . . business¬ like ... A. A. member . . . Cum Laude . . . Thrift Association . . . Advertising Staff of the yearbook, ’42 . . . her ambition one we’d all like to participate in — as spectators — to attend Hitler’s funeral. ROBERT F. COLLINS Bob A lanky hockey and tennis fan ... in his off moments, Bob foretells weather . . . Traffic Squad . . baseball . . . ad¬ mirable cross-country work . . . tran¬ quil yet persistent . . . aspires to kill a couple of the Japs.” STEPHEN CONNOLLY Wimpy Lean as well as keen . . . pseudo-sleepy, but we know better . . . bowler and skater . . . sets professional accounting as his goal . . . likes the girls and the affection is returned. MARY V. COOPER Jini Glamour personified . . . those flashing eyes have travelled the world over . . . breezed into WHS her senior year . . . promptly joined up for Dramatics and Science . . . gathered utensils for the Red Cross all year . . . danced signifi¬ cantly in the Vau-Devil Show . . . will measure out calories as a full-fledged dietician. MARGARET M. CONNORS Maggie Dark and cute and vivacious . . . quite a hand with a tennis racquet . . . has climbed the summits to Cum Laude . . . A. A., Library Club . . . another beau¬ teous femme devoted to Woburn. BARBARA COSS Barbie Intelligence, personality, wit ... all contributing points to a natural execu¬ tive . . . Senior Class Secretary . . . Business Manager of Yearbook . . . con¬ sistent Cum Laude . . . A. A. . . . Vau- Devil ... is a virtual duck when it comes to swimming . . . favorite haunt is a man’s heart. ROBERT B. COSTELLO JANE COULSEN Bob Methodical and unassuming . . . Bob’s energy is largely spent beyond the school bounds (wise man) . . . member of A. A. . . . sees the lighter side of everything everytime. VIRGINIA N. COX Natalie Boston University Good - natured, obliging, conscientious worker . . . member of Library Club, Thrift, Science Club, Music Apprecia¬ tion, D. A., Handbook . . . Vau-Devil Committee . . . Cum Laude Student . . . enjoys reading, music, collecting knick-knacks . . . loads of luck in achieving her ambition ... a good “school marni.” Koli Reams of “Coulsen hair” . . . good- natured and swell . . . happily exists “defending her diverse points of view from the milling mob” . . . since a freshman an A. A. ticketeer . . . third floor Traffic vigil a familiar sight . . . whams for softball ten every spring . . . born on a ski trail . . . hankers for the Matterhorn eventually! COURTNEY A. CRANDALL Newt Harvard Hearthrob of fickle la Mackcdon . . . suave, sophisticated, smooth . . . our first president . . . other official radia¬ tions include A. A. and Student Coun¬ cil representation . . . Red Cross (knit¬ ting?), Traffic, Prom and Class Night Committes . . . platter prophet for Recorder and R B . . . reason for Vau- Devil’s success . . . many years track and basketball star ... a man with a band! EDNA M. CYR Beaming . . giggles all over . . . flut¬ ters a halting wink . . . Chorus . . . intrigued with study halls in Libe (we wonder why? . . . can talk on any¬ thing and everything — and does. ROSEMARIE DeTESO Mary Cheerful and friendly . . . Cum Laude as well as A. A. . . . Library Club and Aberjona . . . persues her ambition of tracking down the perfect speciman . . . first-rank movie lover . . . already a good housekeeper . . . just waiting. DEAN DERBY Derb University of N. H. Dark and definitely handsome . . . foot¬ ball, basketball and baseball regular . . . the focal point of every game . . .flashy A. A. Executive Board . . . Traffic lieu¬ tenant . . . Mansfield Cup winner . . . captained ’42 hoop team . . . dreams of taking the wife and kiddies to Hawaii some day. JOHN DINEEN Jawn Tufts Quiet . . . earnest . . . won his much desired flying license . . . builds model airplanes . . . technically bent . . . would enter Army Air Corps . . . sorry, not interested in girls ... a swell pal to all his friends. BARBARA JANE DODDS Barbie Bea . . . jolly and attracting . . . prompted for Class Players . . . organ¬ ized a memorable Class Night . . . ever dependable . . . solicited ads for plays and Yearbook . . . two years a Red Cross collector (charity for all!) . . . D. A. . . . gregarious, is determined to fly her own plane around a peaceful and undisturbed world. M. BERNADETTE DONOVAN Bunny Burdett Red-headed and true to that form . . . lively . . . always busy . . . Red Cross, Library Club, and Dramatic Club . . . and that’s just a few . . . has yet to screw up enough courage to ride on the Cyclone.” BRADFORD G. J. DONAHUE Brad Boston University Genial . . . persuasive, particularly in squeezing out ads . . . plans eventual control of billboarding schemes . . . antebellum pastime was gunning a Buick . . . has since relaxed into fishing and farming . . . two years an A. A. delegate . . . one on the Student Coun¬ cil .. . cast in Vau-Devil this year . . . another airplane fanatic. JANET A. DOUB Doubie Mary Washington Artist supreme . . . created the one, the only Aberjona (lo, the poor indian) . . . starred for girls’ hockey and bas¬ ketball . . . Class Play Committee and publicity for Vau-Devil . . . female ed¬ itor of sports for the R B . . . original to her last cartoon. WILLIAM M. DOWDEN Bill Tufts Strictly scientific and ' strickly’ likeable . . . V. P.’d both the Science Club and the Senior Class . . . Treasurer his junior year . . . followed the cinder path and managed football’s second team . . . toots an appealing sax . . . enthusiastic and mathematical. DONALD B. DREW Bongo Class cut-up . . . clever ... a whiz at basketball . . . definitely interested in women and song ... A. A. Exec. Board member . . . Class Treasurer . . . Bas¬ ketball . . . Business Manager of Aber¬ jona . . . claims interest in fishing and hunting . . . yeah, fishing and hunting for jokes and a good time . . . yearns for life as a bachelor (not of Arts). ANN H. DOWNER Hutchie Syracuse University Energetic . . . cheerful . . . athletic . . . varsity hockey . . . second team, and varsity basketball . . . captained varsity tennis . . . co-chairman Interscholastic Tennis Tournament . . . Red Cross rep¬ resentative . . . A. A. . . . Orchestra . . . D. A. . . . doodler . . . rides horse¬ back . . . sails . . . would travel to the Canadian Rockies and Hawaii! EMMA DUFFETT Em Bates Giggling . . . slaphappy . . . athletic . . . hockey, basketball, softball . . . A. A., Orchestra, D. A., and Thrift . . . likes all sports and regards eating the best of them all . . . secretly yearns to pump way up and over the Rockies to the West Coast. JOSEPH L. DURAN Jumbo Hardworking and sincere and respected . . . spent a busy senior year . . . Presi¬ dent of the Student Council ... a baseball player par excellence . . . am¬ bition: to be the underlying cause of the closing down of all bar rooms. PATRICIA EATON Pets Cute . . . attractive . . . sweet . . . flirt . . . Pat has a way with the male sex . . . member of A. A. . . . Cum Laude . . . Pat loves swimming at Horn Pond, Woburn. . . . To be the leader of a male band is her ambition ... we know she will be a success. ROBERT E. DUTTING Bob Easy . . . carefree ... a cross-country man . . . likes early morning hours and driving milk-trucks . . . aspires to be a dairy farmer; we suspect it is the driving prospect” . . . whether in¬ spired by aesthetic or candid sense, is fast becoming fiendishly camera-con¬ scious. KERMIT R. EDMUNDS Moe N. E. Con. of Music Smooth . . . handsome . . . full of the old Nick . . . Moe toned up football, track, and orchestra . . . toots a mean horn in local bands . . . dances, plays basketball . . . takes things apart . . . intends to lead a band more success¬ fully than Duke Ellington or Harry James. BETTY A. ELLIOTT Betty Wellesley Dark . . . statuesque . . . beautiful . . . co-edited RdF . . . Dram. Assn.’s chief executive . . . intelligent administration invaluable to success of Yearbook, Class Exec. Committee, handbook . . . Class Play’s vampish le Fay” . . . League contest ... A. A., Vau-Devil, Student Council . . . Perm. Honor Roll . . . celloed for orchestra . . . Ping Pong . . . bends to international escapades, fashions, munitions — all explosive. ANNE L. FARLEY Nursing School Quiet . . . unassuming . . . dependable . . . welcomed member of chorus . . . contributed to Red Cross . . . fond of eating . . . collecting pictures . . . danc¬ ing . . . ambition is to enjoy life as a traveling nurse. ROBERT R. ELLIOTT Red U. of Maine Fiery . . . flirtatious . . . full of fun . . . Red zoomed through WHS . . . stopped long enough to attack intra¬ mural basketball . . . usher at Gradu¬ ation ... to climb to Cum Laude heights . . . and to get into Mr. Keeney’s hair . . . reputedly a whiz at Math . . . also indulges in baseball, ping pong, and skiing . . . will probably end up as a pilot in the Army Air Corps. GRACE M. FILLIPONF. Gracie A finger in every pie, tart, and custard . . . happy and blushing . . . Civics Club’s President, A. A., Red Cross, D. A., Thrift . . . Cum Laude . . . backbone of hockey, softball, and bas¬ ketball teams . . . Chorus, and Picture Committee . . . Abcrjona ’42’s capa¬ ble assistant-editor . . . Wheeler Cup . . . a wide reader and a swing addict . . . wants to settle down in quiet spot —thus has selected work as switch¬ board operator. ■WW I W M WW PAUL F. FITZPATRICK Fitzi Boston University Jovial . . . methodical . . . consistent honor enrollee . . . Red Cross repre¬ sentative . . . filled Class Play programs with advertising and ushered efficiently . . . intends to become big business executive. NANCY B. FOSS Simmons A keen sense of humor and an even keener brain . . . Nan was new to our ranks this fall ... A. A. .. . vigor¬ ous self bends toward swimming and riding . . . her smile will be sufficient cure for any victim of misfortune. CYNTHIA A. FOOTE Dinny Edgewood Park Delights in reading . . . and sleeping . . . and listening to learned men air their opinions . . . captained hockey . . . also plays a mean game of basket¬ ball and softball . . . Dramatics . . . Orchestra . . . A. A. . . anticipates riding with the Green Hornet.” FLORENCE GEOGHEGAN Shy and conservative . . . member of Cum Laude . . . Chorus . . . excels in tact and good judgment . . . literally attacks her work ... is efficient and business-like . . . destined for niche as very private secretary. HELEN T. GIULIANI Nellie Peppy . . . flashing . . . dual roles her dancing by flirting with the stag line . . . A. A. and Thrift . . . another sleek Bowery Belle from Vau-Devil . . . class basketball . . . ideal is a pilot’s license. RITA T. HALLIGAN Hal Bentley Talkative . . . spurred by the moment . . . Rita counts herself among those slated for honor roll . . . also in the category of disbelievers of a man’s essentiality . . . wishes to become a C. P. A. . . . skates and sings to pass any idle pauses in her life. EDITH HAGGERTY Edie Blue eyed and ambitious ... a good sport . . . was a backbone member of Chorus . . . circles of acquaintances that cover vast bits of territory . . . hopes to be an able follower of Flor¬ ence Nightingale’s profession. EVELYN P. HAMILTON Evie Dependable . . . tactful . . . Evie is one of those few who are always will¬ ing and ready to co-operate . . . member of Cum Laude and the Thrift Associa¬ tion . . . ambitions are two-fold: to be a secretary and to travel. . iJBp . i m. I? JACQUELINE M. HAMMOND Jackie Bayside Aero. Habitually un-noisy and accomplished . . . a fine and appreciated member of the class . . . Cum Laude and then some . . . yearns to be a swooping aviatrix and is on her way to realiza¬ tion. ROBERT E. HARRIS Bob Commercial Art Lank, dark, and curly . . . every inch an artist, either in his cocktail joke” repertoire or winding visions of goo behind Brigham’s counter . . . chiefed Traffic . . . represented at A. A. and Student Council meetings ... a whizz on the diamond, is no less able on the basketball floor. ROBERT B. HARRIS Bob University of N. H. Used to be short, but now he’s tall . . . collaborated with W. Hodge during footbal season . . . shoots a sharp game of golf . . . Red Cross and Student Government . . . Vau-Devil Show . . . Secretary of his Junior Class . . . Sports Editor of R B . . . and now Sports Editor for Aberjona . . . just wants a car, with four good tires. HOWARD J. HAYES Hazy Handsome individual with blond waves . . . came to our halls very recently from Saugus . . . sports more colorful ties than the rainbow . . . spends hours skiing over New England slopes . . . stag parties and bachelordom a strict maxim ... if it can last. FRANK S. HERSOM Mike Tufts Handsome but modest . . . mechanically minded ... a wow with the girls . . . headed Class Play Committee ... A. A. . . . Thrift Association . . . Track . . . Science Club treasurer . . . models air¬ planes . . . boats . . . shoots . . . flies up in the blue looking down to earth for the fairer sex ... so that’s why he wants to own an airline! WILLIAM HODGE, Jr. Willie Prep School The life of the party . . . stocky . . . jovial . . . always a smile on his face . . . has monopoly on managerships . . . Football . . . Basketball and Baseball for the past three years . . . loves to super¬ vise his assistants . . . member of A. A. Executive Board . . . Traffic Squad . . . Vau-Devil Show . . . ambition is to earn a letter as a player. DORIS HOBBY Dot Earnest . . . go-getter . . . enthuiastic . . . Dot played Field Hockey ... a worthy member of the Traffic Squad and Dramatic Society . . . spends her spare moments dancing and having fun . . . coyly notes her ambition as you should see him!” RUTH HORN Ruthie All good things come in little packages . . . so with Ruthie . . . cute oomph girl ... A. A. member . . . stamped books in and out at the Library . . . her dancing routines prime factor in Vau-Devil’s successes . . . dancing feet will carry her to fame and fortune as a great dancing instructor. ROBERT J. HUCKINS Huck Cornell Rapidly growing . . . whiffle-wearing, and still a bit of a squeak in his voice . . . spends spare time fishing . . . sail¬ ing . . . skating . . . Manager of Track, Cross Country and his Freshman Foot¬ ball team . . . rabid admirer of boats . . . wants to possess his own schooner. MARY G. JACOBELLIS Jake Easy-going . . . ambitious . . . member of Chorus . . . A. A. . . . peak of Cum Laude . . . has that jitterbug technique . . . loves wide open spaces . . . reasons unknown . . . ambition to travel . . . maintains her secret desire is to be an old maid” . . . but we know differ¬ ently. DOROTHY C. JACKSON Dot tie Wellesley Aristocratic yet disarming . . . empha¬ sizes her every undertaking with a calm finesse . . . beautiful diction ... a fun house on skis or the high seas . . . soft- ball and class basketball ... A A. rep¬ resentative . . . appreciates finer things of life — like her yen for dissections . . . we can’t understand it, Kildare; you don’t deserve her! PHYLLIS JONES Phyl Colby Jr. College Care-free, capable, and cute . . . the three C’s . . . brightened up the cast of the Vau-Devil Show . . . member D. A. and A. A. . . . friends in Canada as well as in the U. S. A. . . . will sail via schooner to the Hawaiian Islands (with Stirling Hayden?). DORIS E. JOSEPHSON Dot Business-like . . . modest . . . neat . . . a long-time booster of the A. A. . . . is circled by a wealth of friends . . . artistic self has designated future in modern designing and hairdressing. MARY E. KELLEY Betty Devlish in an angelic sort of way . . . keeps in the middle of the swim . . . as a hobby, dances (yum!) . . . spends her vacations in the city—of Chelsea . . . aspires to a life as a reporter (or is it just Superman?”). DOROTHEA E. KEEFE Dotty Mass. School of Art Good-natured . . . sincere ... in true nautical fashion . . . Dotty cruised serenely through WHS ... a member of the Library Club . . . Dramatic So¬ ciety and Thrift Association . . . spends her spare time sailing, roller-skating and clay modeling . . . dreams of sail¬ ing the South Pacific in a Chinese Junk. MARY A. KIMBALL Kim Quiet . . . unassuming . . . studious . . . so Mary impresses most of us . . . whiles away leisure time dancing . . . embroiders fastidiously . . . blondish . . . and willowy . . . and stately. JOSEPH S. KIMBER Joe Tufts Athletic . . . earnest . . . capable . . . Joe was a varsity football man . . . wielded expert guitar for Vau-Devil Show . . . hopes someday to develop a bedside manner and officiate as an M.D. . . . can’t choose between hockey, fish¬ ing, sailing. MARGARET R. EAVERTY Peggy Vau-Devil’s tap choruses will be lost without Margo . . . D. A., Library Club, and A. A. . . . petite Peggy . . . draws alluring females and handsome Harries in spare time . . . Winchester movies hold extra minutes . . . hopes eventually to become a commercial artist. CONRAD S. LARSON Connie University of New Hampshire Dapper and racy . . . ski-maniac . . . a love for the modern day of speed, on a motorcycle or a snow-crested slope . . . Lilliput’s giant ... a way—rather a private road—with women . . . hustled traffic congestion ... A. A. . . . desires the skiing ability of Tod Hunter. HARRY H. LEATHERS U. of Maine Tall, frisky, wiry . . . the bane of Mr. Keeney’s existence . . . plays football despite a trick knee . . . fishes, swims, and hunts (wow!) . . . certainly not allergic to the fair sex . . . A. A. . . . tosses the oxen with astonishing agility . . . ambition is to play a clean game of baseball. CLIFFORD LINDBERG, Jr. Cliff Tall and blond . . . takes Fate’s chips they come . . . frosh and varsity foot¬ ball squads . . . like all true sailors likes rough water and smooth women . . . Science Club . . . D. A. . . . holds a good record out of the sandpits . . . dances dee-vinely ... at present aches for a fighter plane and pilot’s com¬ mission. WALTER F. LYNCH Walt Big . . . basso . . . Walt is sure to say the right thing at the right time as His Majesty’s court jester . . . knows the technic of every important Elolly- wood star (ask him) . . . A. A. . . . a capable secretary (ask the office!). HELEN A. LINDSEY Addy Lowell Normal Easy-going . . . sincere . . . wins every¬ one’s esteem . . . spends every spare minute reading . . . fair tennis game . . . genuine ability and contagious friendliness will carry her toward the ranks of the teaching profession. RICHARD A. MANCIB Shorty Harvard Appreciates good jokes, both original and borrowed . . . ran around for the track team . . . determined officer for Traffic . . . Science Club . . . favors records and sophomore girls . . . com¬ pletely enjoys his golf clubs . . . wants to be successful at whatever he does. NORMA J. MANDEVILLE Norm i Clever . . . conscientious . . . Miss Ben¬ nett’s star typist . . . arrived in Win¬ chester her junior year . . . Library Club, Dramatic Society and Yearbook Committee in two years . . . Cum Laude . . . headed towards Dorothy Thompson’s job. MARY J. MARCEAU University of N. H. Honey-voiced . . . dark-eyed . . . keeps her life in graceful measure, reading, dancing, and skating . . . two years in A. A. . . . French Club . . . aims on a fun-filled existence. GRACE M. MARABELLA Mera Dimpled . . . competent . . . prompt . . . typed teachers’ bowling scores . . . advertised for Aberjona . . . member of A. A. . . . Red Cross, Library Club, Thrift . . . Basketball . . . dances, bowls, movie-goer . . . wants to do as she pleases when she pleases. WILLIAM A. MARTENS Bill Tufts Tall, dark and handsome ... a man’s man . . . first strong first baseman . . . football and basketball player . . . val¬ uable addition to the Aberjona staff . . . ardent fisherman, and student as well . . . will some day aid the Yankees in their chase for the pennant, he says. SALLY A. McCARRON Mac A little sophisticated . . . mostly sweet . . . add a wee bit ... of blarney . . . member of the Student Council . . . and the Dramatic Society . . . and the Red Cross . . . goes through life look¬ ing for the invisible Yehudi.” jane McCarthy Mac Wellesley Clever . . . ever obliging ... an inval¬ uable aid to the Red and Black . . . Dramatic Society . . . A. A. . . . always fighting with Red ... a rabid badmin¬ ton and swatting enthusiast . . . roots emphatically for the Red Sox, and loves to cheat at cards . . . desirous of see¬ ing the world through a porthole . . . and will. VERONICA McCARRON Ronnie Teachers’ College Versatile and spontaneous . . . took ac¬ tive part in class Basketball, Baseball, Library Club, A. A., Dramatic Society, Red and Black , and Aberjona . . . not bad for one girl! . . . Ronnie’s a tennis fan . . . loves swimming and movies . . . talented in Arts and Crafts . . . to own a car and drive forever may not be patriotic right now . . . but it’s Ronnie’s idea of fun. thomas h. McCarthy Tom Tall, dark, and whiffled . . . yearns to find out what the score is with Mr. Keeney” . . . absorbed in dramatics and Class Play . . . sports ed. for R B . . . held banking money bags for two years . . . Student Government . . . Red Cross . . . Science Club . . . Traffic . . . Vau-Devil. JAMES McGOLDRICK Porky Bryant and Stratton An engaging personality . . . lively . . . studious . . . member of Thrift Asso¬ ciation . . . Red Cross . . . honor stu¬ dent . . . member of the Athletic Asso¬ ciation . . . specializes in girls. DANIEL McNALLY Dan Energetic . . . member of Science Club, A. A., and Red Cross . . . carolled for Chorus . . . monitary committees for Class Play and Vau-Devil ... a perse¬ vering bowler and a perfectionist dancer, holds sway with women. DORIS McKF.E Dottie Comptometer School Dreamer . . . good natured . . . the life of any party . . . wins Oscars for her tennis ability . . . collects miniature dogs ... A. A. ... a bowery belle of the Vau-Devil show. YOLANDA MIGLIACCIO Yola Reserved . . . but possesses a rare smile . . . Glee Club for years ... A. A. and Chorus ... at her leisure dances, swats a tennis pill ... in days henceforth will rival Emile of the Ritz for coif¬ fures. THERESA MOLINARO Terry Ambitious Terry approaches work with careful tact . . . popular WHSer . . . finds sports in general are favorite in¬ terests . . . warbles with the best on Thursday morning chorus sessions . . . has male weakness: golden curls! ELEANOR MOULTON Ellie Colby A spontaneous outburst of hysterics for unexpected occasions” a good adver¬ tisement . . . daffy Traffic director . . . D. A. and A. A. from the start . . . took a flying leap at the Science Club this year . . . fishes with bent pins— catches motorcycles . . . anything with devil to it a perfect fit for Ellie! CHARLOTTE MORAN Charlie Dreamy and herself what dreams are made of . . . salient record on hockey team . . . captained same team in its freshman edition . . . attentively choral . . . ambition is a general Nazi exterm¬ ination. JUNE MURPHY Golden, sparkling, playful . . . always climbing into mischief or out of it . . . proverbial life of the party . . . con¬ stantly on the jump . . . swims, rides, dances with grace . . . and, hold on to your hats, has a drivers’ license! RICHARD H. MURPHY ANNE MURRAY Dick Bates Witty . . . clever . . . keen . . . popu¬ lar ’42 Pres.” . . . four years of capa¬ ble football, baseball, and basketball . . . A. A.’s second in command . . . Traffic lieutenant . . . Student Govern¬ ment representative . . . our successor to Addison and Steele . . . thorough and talented, Harvard Book Prize . . . professional heart with Red Sox. CYNTHIA NEWTON Cinnie Bradford An exhausting screwball . . . but fun . . . wide awake to the trend and the times . . . knits with a vengeance . . . concocts amazing fingernail shades . . . argues much ... A. A., Traffic, D. A., Ping Pong ... as frosh secretary learned to doddle . . . has platters in heaps . . . one of few who can wear slax. Fra-Fra Sargent Vigorously athletic . . . roams both tennis courts and hockey greens . . . a jewel on the baseball diamond ... or the basketball court . . . Red Cross, A. A. representative . . . will set her gymnast pupils on their ears . . . tears herself away to teachcrdom. ROBERT L. NICHOLS Bob Swarthmore Heart-breaker . . . most promising actor in last two Class Plays . . . member of D. A. . . . Traffic ... A. A. Executive Board . . . Vau-Devil caper-cutter . . . secretly aims on benedict-ion before Bert . . . the man to do it . . . still retains his Ford—and his friends. LEO NIHAN Lee Mass. Nautical Came to us from Arlington last year . . . joined A. A. and reached Honor Roll . . . feels the call of the sea . . . Merchant Marine engineer his goal . . . special abilities include swimming and skiing. MARY-JANE A. O’KEEFE Dolly Boston University Fun-loving . . . easy-going ... a know¬ ing reporter for R B’s features . . . A. A., D. A., Science Club, Red Cross, Aberjotia Advertising, and Class Play publicity . . . enjoys the luxury of sleep . . . cokes, men, and jazz . . . knits at a furious pace . . . wants very much to control her wink. EDWARD F. NOONAN Eddie Self-sufficient . . . small . . . occasion¬ ally silent . . . whiffled Eddie’s watch¬ ful eye was trained for a whiz game of baseball — and other things . . . A. A. member ... a smile and a will that will take him a long way. WILLIAM A. ORR Bill Tufts Inventive . . . piquant . . . our stage managing genius . . . R B’s searching news chief . . . Science Club standby . . . much responsible for smash Vau- Devils . . . Aberjona Write-ups Board . . . Prom Committee . . . D. A.’s Orson Welles . . . explores the Maine coast when mines are moored ... a chemist eventually. ADELAIDE J. PARTRIDGE Adsy Westbrook Stature . . . poise . . . convincingly mothered Bob Nichols in The Connec¬ ticut Yankee” . . . member of Chorus, D. A., Aberjoita Ads Board, A. A., and Library Club . . . swims, swings, and loafs with great satisfaction . . . envies those with silver-grey convertibles or pilot’s licenses. GENEVIEVE E. PENNEY Jennie Sunny . . . Jennie loves to make break¬ neck speeds over the keyboards of a typewriter . . . makes WHS a business . . . but once outside unleashes all her pent-up conversation . . . secretarial goal. BRENDA S. PATTISON Cobina Westbrook Unusual combination of blushes and flirtation . . . shares confidences between Dolly and Paul . . . basketball and soft- ball . . . D. A, Libe Club, and A. A. . . . canters and crawls—the latter when swimming—accustomed to a skat¬ ing rink floor . . . airily conjures upon losing her blush. CHARLES F. PHILBROOK Charlie Stockbridge Bold and blond ... a physique mar¬ velous . . . mammoth gridiron feats . . . varsity last two years . . . class basketball . . . swims and rides with an amphibious ease . . . would breed pure draft horses ... a reputed dead shot. DONALD B. PHILLIPS Potatoes First team for both track and cross country teams . . . makes it a practice never to be winded . . . eventally hopes for a commission in the air forces. MARILYN F. PINKHAM Pinky Chandler Demure . . . bright . . . questionable naivete . . . accept’s A’s as natural and due course . . . D. A. . . . editorialized for R B and handbook- . . . class bas¬ ketball . . . Library Club, and, of course, steady Honor Rollee . . . will ogle beautiful blue eyes for some lucky boss. . . must pro tem. forfeit dream of convertible. GEORGE R. PHIPPEN Phip Mass. State Athletically a plugger, but off the record raises the roof . . . our human tornado captained track and cross country teams ... A. A. and Red Cross . . . fishes . . . sketches . . . likes and plays sports in general . . . dances to the point of charm . . . would pilot for Pan-American airways . . . ah, sen- orita! ELLSWORTH POST Alie A shock of red hair over a grin equally as catching . . . tall, in the bargain . . . keenly in love with baseball ... a devotion for photography as a pastime . . . prefers his companions from Som¬ erville and Woburn ... all doubtless due to his topknot. PETER P. PROVINZANO RICHARD T. PRESTON Dick Wentworth Sideburned and mechanical ... an ap¬ par atus ace . . . drums in speedy com¬ petition with Gene Krupa ... A. A., Thrift, and Science Clubs . . . class bas¬ ketball since freshman days . . . bowls with a mean aim . . . quest in life are blondes with gray matter—should know there is no such thing! NEWELL W. PURINGTON Newt Quiet and technical . . . concentration lies on strictly outside interests . . . compiles tomes of sports material and pictures ... an expert hockey player and a baseball fan as rabid as a Brooklynite ... if not professional hockey, salesmanship his next stop. Pete The school’s best athlete . . . captain of three major sports ... A. A. Exec. Board and Traffic Lieutenant . . pipes for the bass section of Chorus . . . the idol idolizes Marie” . . . equally at home in any corner of the sports field . . . wants to play major league base¬ ball ... be some lucky school’s athletics coach. FRANCES C. QUIRK Frannie Banford A little prompting produces a coy smile from Frannie ... a little more and a whirlwind of roller-skating rinks, dance halls, and theatres catches up the evening . . . someday ambition is hairdressing, eventually for Hollywood? PAUL RALLO Dubbed Franchot Tone” . . . leaves women with none of their already vari¬ able wills ... a veteran star in all sports . . . varsity football, baseball, basketball . . . his ability with the card deck respect-inspiring . . . Red Sox third base will be as hot as—as much hotter as it is warm now—under his watch. DAVID E. RUSH Dave Imaginative and versatile ... a loqua¬ cious whirlwind . . . pulled WHS stop¬ pers . . . revolutionized R B and Abcrjoiia as editor . . . Vice-Pres. of D. A., and supporting role in Class Play . . . served on Student Council, Science Club enrollee . . . Vau-Deviltry . . . Class Ring and Pin, Historian, Red Cross, Traffic . . . brunette tendency . . . aims to scoop Brackett on the international news circuit. SAMUEL S. REYNOLDS, Jr. Sam College — Photo School Candidly and permanently disarms us on film . . . D. A., Science Club, A. A. . . . Tennis Manager . . . newly-founded Camera Club’s president . . . holds to classical standards . . . thus wants to become a good photographer—not that he’s exactly tad right now! MARY RUSSO Mouse Peppy, laughing, funful . . . nickname applies only to physical size . . . go- getting member of Student Council . . . Thrift and Honor Roll . . . rearranges coiffures for unobliging experimental¬ ists . . . reads and talks and talks . . . bicycles like a fiend . . . hopes to own and operate a beauty salon. JOHN SHEA Johnny U. S. Navy Fast talk and odd accents . . . infec¬ tious . . . Red Cross representative . . . termed a killer” among ladies ... is also a rare type of jitterbug . . . Johnny heads for the navy this summer, our fifth supplement to the armed forces. BARBARA F. SITTINGER Barb Wellesley Good-natured, sweet . . . extra-funful . . . Dramatic Association, Science Club, Handbook Revision, Red Cross, R B, A. A. . . . Cum Laude . . . class basket¬ ball . . . skates a pretty figure, sails, and knits ... if weather is too rough for winning cups at Marblehead, will settle for a ride on a B. M. railway handcar. VIRGINIA M. SHINNICK Ginny Cheerful . . . alert (and how!) ... al¬ ways on the run . . . first tidbits direct . . . hustling but thorough . . . under her presidency, Library Club leaped into prominence, more than doubling mem¬ bership . . . knits sweaters—for some¬ thing in uniform . . . Thrift, A. A., R B, Vau-Devil, Class Night . . . bas¬ ketball, badminton . . . her best-seller thould be a whale of a success! WALTER F. SMALLEY Steve Mass. Maritime Confirmed misogynist . . . but com¬ pletely devoted to one highly painted gal (le diable rouge) . . . class and in¬ tramural basketball team steady ... a football hero trimmed only with laurels . . . symbolic and silver in Vau-Devil . . . class cut-up and a man’s man . . . like many others, now goes down to the sea. FRANCES S. STRATTON Franny Looks to fill the eye . . . evasively defies analysis . . . one of ’42’s best products in every way . . . locks like Lake’s . . . varsity basketball and softball . . . Ab- erjona advertising co-chairman — for ostensible reasons ... A. A. and D. A. representative . . . Red Cross, Vau-Devil attraction ... off for the business world—but we think not for long! RALPH M. SWANSON Swannee Harvard-—Annapolis A scientific genius, in Math or Phys¬ ics .. . impressive president of Science Club . . . Soph Class President . . . A A, Traffic, Student Government . . . proved that science and art are integral in D. A.’s last play . . . innate love of the sea—and the fair sex . . . collects odd pieces of coin . . . dreams of an admiralty ... a long climb but he can make it. YOLANDA SUBRIZIO Yola Attractive and fiery . . . keeps herself well in the swim of things ... A. A. and Chorus . . . Cum Laude . . . graces both the beach and the dance floor in swan-like fashion ... a hang-out is the Woburn Strand . . . would spend her future days replacing slax for some¬ thing better about our women. JANE SWEENEY Janey Bubbling and busy ... is a this year’s addition to the halls . . . wide interests cover fine arts field—including bowling —and extend to tennis ... a clever and able writer, will find newspaper work to her liking. CORNELIA T. SYLVESTER Connie Bright-eyed and smiling . . . talkative . . . Corny was a pursuing banker dur¬ ing her high school career ... A. A. and Science Club . . . she bowls, reads, and accumulates photos of filmland’s great and glamorous . . . keeps ambition strictly to herself. HELEN G. THOMAS Commercial Art School Delightful combination of sunny hair and sunny disposition . . . has of late developed particular interest in roller¬ skating . . . ambition is professional buying or designing herself ... is sure of success. CLAIRE TAPLEY Tap Smith Description in superlatives . . . viva¬ cious and breathless . . . always im¬ maculately dressed ... a natural leader . . . D. A. R. representative . . . Perm. Honor Roll . . . varsity tennis, hockey, and basketball’s captain . . . Science Club’s winsome secretary . . . Vau- Devil, Prom, Student Council, Class Play Committee . . . still campaigns for a school band ardently . . . conversa¬ tionally amazing . . . roots for Dart¬ mouth (hmmm!) ALBERT F. TIBAUDO Harry A fireman, is it? . . . for Harry, the brute and center of our streaky eleven . . . for Harry, the ladies’ man (have you noted the profile?) . . . for Harry, the cold and calculating Harry, across the pool table ... for Harry—as usual, playing with fire! JAMES F. TREACY Junie Bentley Handsome, friendly, hefty ... a regu¬ lar lineman for the varsity squad . . . A. A. . . . varsity basketball for two years . . . outside interests are blue¬ eyed blondes . . . Write-ups Board for Aberjona ’42 . . . hopes someday to become a C. P. A. MARGUERITE H. TROOP T roopie Unruffled and efficient . . . Troopic hails from Falmouth . . . has been but a year with us ... in her spare mo¬ ments follows the way of all Rem¬ brandts . . . easily plies her way over the keyboards . . . may someday have everyone’s number at her fingertips on the local exchange. LEO P. TREACY Termite A sport in every thing he does . . . funful, unpredictable, obliging ... an outstanding prize of the class . . . has been scurrying around end since his freshman days . . . intramural basket¬ ball . . . burns up the cinder path . . . focal point of the Vau-Devil . . ; Vice- Pres. of the Junior Class ... as swell as they come . . . naval signaling holds great appeal . . . Navy will get enough explosive fight to last them forever. JEANNE VINCENT J� n Enthusiastic ... an excellent friend with a mysterious twinkle in her eye . . . member of A. A., Red Cross, French Club . . . guns, both in the woods and on four wheels . . . whether knitting sweaters or merely eyebrows, the knittingest girl we have in school . . . sets 20 as an age limit for seeing the world. EDWARD C. WEBER Eddie Northeastern Husky . . . inquisitive . . . rises in the wee hours to practice his patience be¬ fore school . . . model plane-builder . . . frosh football . . . Science Club standby . . . will go to Mass. State via Northeastern . . . wants to fish in Yel¬ lowstone’s geyser holes and obtain a pilot’s license. PAULINE WELCH Paulie Mass. General Hospital Quiet and conservative . . . occasionally explodes with a prize piece of wit . . . A. A. . . . Paulie came to us Junior year, changed her mind about several things . . . has since decided to serve the cause of humanity — or what? JAMES F. WHITTEMORE Whisperin’ Emma N. H. University Windy,” friendly and noisy ... al¬ ways audible, and unfailingly keen . . . Gibralter of the pigskin eleven for two solid years . . . tracked down ads for Class Play . . . gave vent to frivolous self in Vau-Devil ... if longing ful¬ filled, would doubtless explode the peace of Tahiti . . . will one day reach the All-American” bracket. GEORGE D. WHITTEN Whitey A crew haircut . . . tells great, tall stories ... a boat-builder and an en¬ gine tinkerer . . . Cross Country . . . a demon driver who likes” women . . . inventive George creates prize dishes at Brigham’s (eats ’em too) . . . has his eye set on a sometime million-dollar job—but not if wc could get there first! BETTY ANNE WRIGHT Betty Laughing, lovely, and incredibly blonde . . . dotes on arguments with Cinnie . . . and anyone else if she wins . . . re-elected A. A. rep. . . . basket-sinker for class team . . . third floor Traffic (halts most of it) ... Aberjona Write¬ ups . . . Vau-Devil’s ooh-la-la . . . D. A. during the middle years . . . en¬ visions chugging off for Texas with Shadow” in Harold Teen’s jalopy. RICHARD C. YOUNG Dick Mass. Maritime Running, driving, or wooing, Dick en¬ joys himself to the fullest . . . WHS trafficontrol . . . Chairman Class Play Committee . . . head usher at most of school functions . . . Track and Cross Country . . . member Student Council . . . fut ure as Chief Engineer on a tanker. Occasionally it strikes us that we come to school to study; occasionally, that is, when Mid-Years or finals — or College Boards — roll their inevitable way around. We would swarm to French class, des¬ perately hunting for that extra half-minute in which to complete a ten-page translation assignment, or wreak vengeance on Miss Bennett’s typewriters, while inwardly cussing at the Machine Age. By and large, we can say that all WHS courses are interesting — if involved. Of course, we might sometimes draw Miss X into an argumentative dis¬ course upon a totally irrelevant subject, but only to avoid a quiz and not slow up the inevitable progress of our education. Naturally, some of us (and oh how few!) did better than others. Explaining that second-quarter red marks were for Christmas on December twenty- fourth was idiotic and out of the question; so we misplaced them until after vacation anyway. The elite of our group, however, were warmly announced in homeroom notices, sported Cum Laude pins — some of which disappeared a couple of months later, but no matter. For those, however, who have maintained an aver¬ age of 8 5 or better since those fatal days of Latin under Miss Carmichael until Mrs. Stacy finally calls a truce, the highest academic distinction that can be bestowed by the school is the honor of a listing on the Permanent Honor Roll. Added to the Permanent Honor Roll this year were the following:— Gertrude Agri Josephine Bonsignor Shirley Brackett Marion Cirurso Barbara Coss Natalie Cox Betty Ann Elliott Jacqueline Hammond Norma Mandeville Jane McCarthy Marilyn Pinkham Barbara Sittinger Jane Sweeney Claire Tapley Marguerite Troop Whistles at your work! WINCHESTER PUBLIC LIBRARY WINCHESTER, MASS. Mooney, Pres., Twombly, V. P., Poirier, Sec., H. Elliott, Trcas. Let’s take a birds-eye view of this already famous Junior Class. We find such sturdy male athletes of the gridiron as Bill West—who’s slated for the cap¬ taincy next year; Bob (Crusher) Jackson—that fulfillment of a coach’s prayer” who carved his ini¬ tials on many a luckless opponent; Fatty” Buzzota, who blocks for keeps and tackles for blood; Frannie Poirier, John Murray, David Holmes, Frank Me- largni and Gaspar Lentine. The second team boys were Jack Errico, Robert Treacy, Addison Augusta and Harold Boodakian, who were no slouchers either, when it came to the manly game”. The basketball fiends include Bill Mooney—who claims six feet of muscle and can cover ground like a wolf; Pete Twombly—the new captain and a famous ' ' sure shot”; and Bill West—our three-letter man, who, with Mim, makes the floor smoke. To Jack Er¬ rico, Fatty” Buzzota, Franny Poirier, and Kendall Wright goes much of the credit for the exceptional showing of the second team in winning sixteen games and losing only one. Those ace bat slingers are Poirier, West, Talcott, Russo, Twombly, Goddu, Murphy, Errico, Wright, Ramsdell, Rasset, and Agusta. The net men are Bill Mooney—the new captain; Jack Tarbell, and Stearns (Chubby) Ellis. The Jun¬ ior Harriers” of the Cross Country squad were Hugh Hawkes, John Eaton, and Capt. Dick Briggs. Then consider those kings of the cinder path; Blake, Murray, Lindberg, Briggs, Marchant, Hawkes, Redding, Symmes, Pynn, and Ewell—all adding to the fame of next year’s graduating class. Enough of this male glory; let’s see who the fem¬ inine stars of the athletic world are. The first team hockey addicts were Esther Capone, Betsey Drake; Shirley Palson, Dorothea Richardson, and Phyllis Russell. The second team numbered such junior stars as Helen Elliot, Charlotte Leary, Mary Murray, Marion Philbrook, and Joan Wild. Dotty Richardson and Esther Capone were elected co-captains for next year. Miss Fenton’s hoop wonders of ’41 who proudly wear the numerals ’43 were Marion Phlbrook, cap¬ tain-elect for next year; Shirley- Swisher” Palson; Joan- Doey” Wild; Marjorie Smith; Betsy Drake; and Dorothea Richardson. Mary Wood, Esther Ca¬ pone, and Ellen Jackson made a fine showing on the second team. The Junior Class holds in its midst the talents of Claire Smalley, Frank Horne, Parker Symmes, Janet Eaton, John Maynard, Sue Burr and Yvonne Clennon —so ably displayed in the Junior-Senor Play and the Vau-Devil Show. We can’t cease without mentioning those scoopers for the Red and Black staff, Paul Blake, Alice Parker, Charles Murphy, John Eaton, Jean Stillman, Jean Kenton, Marie Moore, and Bill Daley. Later the school elected Chuck Murphy to the A. A.’s presidency. Leaders of this illustrious group are: Bill Mooney, President; Pete Twombly, Vice-President; Franny Poirier, Secretary; and Helen Elliot, Treasurer. Scribes : Bill Daley, Joan Wild As Freshmen, the present Sophomore aggregation baffled the Wadleigh professors by setting a mark in thriftiness, Red Cross co-operation, and A. A. mem¬ bership for all future Frosh to shoot at. This year the suffering Sophs have more than held their own scholastically with the upperclassmen. As Freshmen the class elected four fine officers in Dick Fenno, Bob Maynard, Barbara J. Smith, and Ann Jennings. Picked as their successors and completely competent tc take over the heavy labors” which are mainly made up of an invitation to the Prom, were Gordon McGovern, Phineas Newton, Ruth Tapley, and Jean Freygang. In athletics the class has produced ath¬ letes fit to battle for varsity berths on the various squads. On gridiron, jogging cross country, flying ’round the cinder path during track sessions. Many talented Sophomores are sprinkled through¬ out the various school societies and clubs. There were probably few who did not enjoy Herb Mahoney’s Weary Willie”, Patsy Leonard’s Maudie”, Bert R. Tapley, Treas.; P. Newton, V. P.; J. Frey- gang, Sec.; McGovern, Pres. Moore and his violin, Bill Everett and Earl Spencer in the Air Raid” and undoubtedly none who failed to perk up when viewing the Sophomore girls in the pony chorus in the Vau-Devil. This class will con¬ tinue to grow bigger and better and without doubt will leave on unsurpassable record behind it when it graduates in 1944. Slated by Dick Fenno When the Class of ’45 first passed the doors of the Wadleigh, we were a group of timid students. Our first notable accomplishment, after getting used to homework, was the election of Charles Lovejoy as President, Joe Errico, vice-president; Jacqueline Barnes, secretary; and Sam Buzzotta, treasurer. We were well represented in sports. Our freshman football team, captained by Joe Tofuri numbered twenty-two numeral winners and managers Dunn and Sleeper. In accompaniment, two groups of cheerleaders were chosen by Mr. Smith, one headed by Marty Jackson, the other by Mary Penta. Larry Parker was the only frosh to receive a first- team letter in cross-country, and was also out for track with Quine, Sharon, and Cameron. Basketball second team included Amico, Errico, Slack, Way, Quine, and Creedon. Amico, Walsh, and Roche made varsity baseball. During the height of the paper drive Rooms 4 and 6 raced in a collection of over five thousand pounds in a single week. D. A. revealed actors and actresses in our pres¬ ence, with E. Hanson, K. Way, E. Cameron, M. Chefalo, and C. Lovejoy performing. Scribbler: Janet Pride Lovejoy, Pres., Errico, V. P.; Barnes, Sec.; Buzzotta, Treas. � V V Front row. S. Burr, McGuerty, Burinot, Browne, McDevitt, M. Wood, Blake, Beranger, M. Drake, O’Malley. Second row. Shinnick, Litchfield, Cameron, Clark, Nichols, J. Ware, Rush, J. Errico T. Smith, C. Gay. Back row. Mr. Nichols, B. Moore, R. E. Harris, T. McCarthy, Greene, C. Crandall, Mr. Cooper. These were crucial days for the Student Govern¬ ment; after drastic experiments made during the in¬ augural program, student expectations were little short of revolutionary. What was easiest forgotten is the co-operative design upon which the Council was moulded. Actually, S. C. G. made its greatest ad¬ vances this year most quietly. Thus the Student Council became a steadily functioning organization, responding more to the demands of situations as they arose, than a method of reorganization of the school generally. Its campaigns were many, spirited, but calculated to promote the greatest possible ac¬ cord among all factors in the building. A recommendation from an English symposium in the fall prompted the paper drive, that is, in addition to the national government’s urgent appeal for every scrap of paper available. Homeroom quotas were fixed—well in the hundreds of pounds per week— and soon it became common sight to find troops of students overladen with the weight of yesterday’s headlines. What the original object of the campaign was has long since faded beyond the focus of present possibilities, that is, organizing a school band. But through its homeroom representatives and the Ret and Black S. C. G. has maintained a perpetual— if trickling—inflow of paper, for both the nation’s use and its own coffers. It has been largely Eddie McDevitt’s epic struggle to save the school’s record •—beneath a load of cardboard cartons and unemptied wastebaskets. Another end reached by the Council was the as¬ sumption of responsibility for Vau-Devil in the future. Magically, the show resulted in a tremen¬ dous success, both financially and in the quality of the acts themselves. Besides the usual Friday matinee and evening performance, an added night (which was a sell-out) padded the treasuries of every organi¬ zation (A. A. in particular) which was dangling by its last relief check. When the last debt was erased and the last source of revenue drained, moreover, the profits soared into the hundreds bracket; obviously the Council had made its best and wisest investment of the year. And in so doing, S. C. G. had added a new branch to its already fast spreading program; that is, the man¬ agement of the school’s productions for raising the all-important, all-scant FUNDS! Student Council suffered defeats as well, but went down with the School’s backing. We refer, of course, to the hue and cry of the year: ' We wanna ju-u-ke box an’ a coke bar in the cafeteria!” We still felt that the last point was to be made on this subject, when war restrictions again intervened; no more coke, no more records, no more juke boxes. To the annual meeting of the Student Govern¬ ment Associations of Eastern Massachusetts held this winter went Mary Wood and Eddie McDevitt as WHS delegates. The purpose of this league being to spread the idea for co-operative government to as many schools as possible, reports were made at the Milton High School of steps taken over the past year, with a ways and means program for erecting a coun¬ cil and conducting it on a permanent basis explained later during the convention. A recent resolution appearing at one of the Coun¬ cil’s famous Thursday afternoon sessions was a prop¬ osition for a new system of appointing a Traffic Squad (particularly its chief and his lieutenants). After considerable debate, both at meetings, in the home rooms, and up and down the newspaper’s col¬ umns, a plan was finally submitted to the student body and adopted. Resultantly, Traffic’s heads are now elected directly from the students themselves, on a ballot drawn up by the Council, replacing the old method of faculty appointments. Employing a little auto-suggestion, members of S. C. G. held a special meeting immediately after Mr. Grindle’s departure for camp to choose and raise donations for an au revoir” gift. When neither their imaginations nor those belonging to other high school inmates produced anything, a human fallacy for giving another what you yourself want showed itself in their final decision—a Philco! For a time, Miss Wilfert’s exhibition of the gift had rather strange results, with sudden bursts of jazz sizzling through the corridors! Late in the season a committee was appointed to investigate handbook regulations concerning conduct in the school, with an eye to revisions of outmoded” —as they were termed—rules. (Even the Council can get tired of it). But in this effort to modernize such regulations, if not, in a sense, to reconstruct them, the day and the times were as much observed. The 1942-1943 handbook will include air-raid pre¬ cautionary instructions to be added to the already complicated set of golden maxims. All in all, this has been a banner year for S. C. G. For both by way of innovations and improvements it has been unsurpassed and promising. Within the space of a few months the Council has developed a character entirely its own. And with its stamp of approval goes the fair judgment and loyal repre¬ sentation of the school at large. Compared to its in¬ fant existence and untried potentialities, its accom¬ plishments have been remarkable. From its organiza¬ tion a little over a year ago it has aimed to become one of the bases of school support—and has stead¬ fastly remained that! With the leaving of S. C. G.’s president earlier this spring, Eddie McDevitt succeeded to the key position on the Council’s board. Officers for the year were Joe Duran as President, with Eddie McDevitt filling the chair as second in command; Mary Wood noted the minutes, and half-seconds, and Paul Blake supervised the bank books. Presiding: McDevitt. Left to right: Donahue, Greene, Litchfield, C. Cran¬ dall, M. Drake, S. Burr, M. Wood, J. Ware, Blake, T. McCarthy. Mr. President . . . Front row: S. McCarron, Crandall, C. McCarthy, R. Maynard, M. Wood, Mrs. Stacy, Clark, C. Teel, J. Murray, J. Eaton, Blaisdell, Engstrom, Dover. Second row: V. Chapman, Barnes, E. Hanson, Burinot, R. Tapley, B. A. Smith, B. J. Smith, Ray, Jennings, Cox Fillipone, J. Somerby, M. Philbrook, O’Malley, B. Shea. Third row: W. Connor, Creedon, Marchesi, Litchfield, Rae, Sleeper, Maroney, C. Walsh, Bates. Back row: McGrail, Hicks, Goddu, Blake, T. McCarthy, B. Hamilton, Hersom, Kim¬ ball, K. Wright, Meuhlig. Sure as Fate and once every Tuesday, BANK DAY TODAY” placards spot the twenty-or-so homerooms of WHS, and ninety-nine per cent of the student body antes up for the future. Percentages are always the concern of our J. P. Morgans, and in particular our super master of capital” Neal Clark, who presidents Thrift with a business eye, a business mind, a business heart. Results, however, have been immensely gratifying, not merely to the Winchester Savings Bank, but also to the school’s record, which has always been among the most outstanding. Rough, approximations of $5000 deposited have been made by all the secre¬ taries and assistant secs” of the organization, and cr Gassed, fractured, drowned, dead—no matter what the case, the first aid group—newest, most pop¬ ular, and we hope most successful addition to the school’s curriculum—can treat any and all with effi¬ cient equanimity. Organized in mid-winter by the Red Cross Chapter in Winchester, it is designed to in¬ struct students and faculty not solely in first aid methods under ordinary circumstances, but as much —in fact more so—to give accurate knowledge of the subject to as many people as possible in event of en¬ emy attacks. over $3 200 has been converted into Defense Stamps by students through this agency. The lowest average yet recorded was 97.9% established by some room probably at the west end of the building, for Mrs. Stacy advises Thrift Association—everyone in Rm. 13 banks. Others to share honors with that home¬ room are 23, 27, 30, and 37. Vice-President throughout the year was John Mur¬ ray, who was assisted, as in all bustling banking houses, by another V. P., namely Bob Maynard. Carrying it a step further, overworked Mary Wood employed her own secretarial assistant (for the other knee?), Cynthia Teel. It was difficult, at the outset, to accustom our¬ selves to the sight of former figures nine-tenths swathed in bandages (and the other tenth covered with mercurochrome paint—or something) roam¬ ing the corridors after school hours, but we gradually got so used to it that everyone was signing up for instruction. So great was the response when this program was announced that the course had to be restricted as a fourth-year class, at least until more teachers can be obtained—and more room! oaa Red Cross literally leaped into prominence last December with the outbreak of the war. Almost simultaneously, Miss Mackedon succeeded to the post of faculty adviser, and an energetic series of drives was then inevitable. Ideally choosing what was obviously most appeal¬ ing from the school’s ranks, Red Cross swung every campaign it had initiated with considerable success. Red Cross, under its ambitious president, Jeanine Reranger, had since early fall campaigned at regular intervals during assembly periods. The food drive at Thanksgiving received almost as much attention—or push—as did the Woburn game itself, and the collec¬ tion was greater than it had been for some years pre¬ vious. The subsequent aim of the group was perhaps the easiest, namely, a pencil stub salvage. Any French student of Miss Mackedon can remember the thor¬ ough pocket searching that regularly ammassed scores of stubs every day. At the same time, and again for the benefit of the Veterans’ Hospital, packs of cards were solicited. (Almost shamefacedly we dis¬ covered a quantity of these in our lockers too). By mid-winter, however, the whole aspect of the Red Cross changed from an institution of charity to a solemnized duty. With a plentiful sum donated by each homeroom, the school was for the first time officially enrolled in the national organization itself. Turning to the immediate needs of the armed forces, Red Cross initiated a drive for ditty bags for men scattered all over the globe. With this came also the announcement that afghan squares were both in demand and comparatively scarce, and shortly afterwards strings of yarn would trail into Room 22. A knitting school, for the benefit of the boys, was opened, and the response to the call was remarkably large. Doubtless much of the credit for domestic attraction is due to Miss Mackedon, who, despite her cats, manages to get about on occasion. Playing Santa Claus and Mister Bunny during the year, JRC collected Christmas and Easter cards in a separate drive. Boys laid up in camp—for one reason or another—who were unable to reach the big cities to do their own shopping had an instinctive feminine touch in their choice of holiday messages this year, as the girls” made their selections. Profuse thanks were later received from these outposts’ commanding officers. Thus, straining its every nerve to make the ser¬ vices conscious that the home fires were still burning, a year-round project of joke scrapbooks” was boosted. Corn always evident in our slightly daffy moments, there was little trouble incurred by this idea. Estimated thousands of quips of all nature and cartoons have poured in. Vice-President for the year was Margie Chapin; John Eaton was Secretary-Treasurer. Seated: Hatch, Sittinger, V. Cooper, Miss Mackedon, Chapin, J. Eaton, Beranger, Boyle, Perry, S. Carroll. Second row: Roberts, V. Straghan, J. Freygang, C. Stewart, A. Davis, L. Brown, E. Jackson, Milne, S. Mc- Carron. Back row: D. Sherburne, Mahoney, R. Phinney, Reynolds, Fitzpatrick, W. Eaton. Hr 9 w Lifjc ■■ Seated: Larson, Browne, Preston, T. McCarthy, O’Keefe, E. Moulton, R. Armstrong. Experimenting: Swanson, Dowden, Hersorn, Orr, P. Smith, Leathers, Weber, Abbe. Seated: J. Maynard, Hawkes, Mooney, Spencer, Greene, P. Smith, Hall. Standing: Mr. Butters. y lUULCTLCal pc C cl let A am machete Where numbers are concerned, Science Club cele¬ brated its biggest year; and, as well, its most import¬ ant program in many years. Early films exhibited in the fall months discussed modern means of power and the defense materials, with particular emphasis placed on aluminum, thus coinciding with a nation-wide drive. Probably the most stressed meeting of the year was the lecture on incendiarism, where every stude member was trained to recognize a bomb by sniffing it! When reasonable assurance of its explosive character was established, he was then to pick it up, and throw it away — into his neighbor’s — er, throw it away! Einstein” Swanson was the natural leader for the organization, with Bill Dowden to fill in his shoes — literally — in the event of a miscombination of chemicals. Claire Tapley was Secretary, and Mike” Hersorn chased down the dues. On the advisory board were Marjorie Chapin (we wonder why?), George McQueen, Kenny Wright, Sally Browne, etc. Einsteins or just queers? Actually neither one. Math Club, explicitly, was organized to explore phases of a subject which time requirements will not permit in ordinary classroom work. Members, natu¬ rally, have been those with some inclination towards Math,but all those who lean to crosswords and ana¬ grams will find both ample opportunities and brain- twisters to keep them busy. As Mr. Butters has re¬ peatedly stated,, it’s all a matter of science”. Math Club, however, is destined to become an im¬ portant feature in the school, if rumors about avia¬ tion courses to be introduced next year are true. The once-a-month meetings the Club has held since its organization last fall will probably then multiply like rabbits. At the helm since the beginning, and who has since been elected for a second term, is Hugh Hawkes; Bill Mooney was Secretary. Seated : B. Wright, Pray, V. Straghan, P. Eaton, S. Sherburne, R. E. Har¬ ris, Mr. Cooper, Derby, Pride, B. Allen, Nutter, Kriner. Second row: Creedon, R. Curtis, Litch¬ field, Hobby, Coulsen, C. Newton, E. Murphy, Salyer, M. Wood, Dickson, J. Curtis, Sleeper, C. Walsh. Third row: E. Swiedler, J. Ware, G. Clcnnon, Tourtellot, S. Straghan, Blake, J. Murray, Byford, Nichols, Howe, Holmes, J. Eaton. Back row: Brazeau, Lovejoy, Poirier, Provinzano, Twombly, Knoettner, Swanson, West, Lambiase, Mancib Young. L. to R.: Zamanakos, M. Connors, Armstrong, F. Amico, Miss Wilfert, Shinnick, E. Duffett, O’Keefe, P. Hatch, Partridge. A “If 7 y Mo Li ft it us Keep to the right, single file, and no talking!—(we regretfully admit) is one of the indelible marks WHS has impressed upon studes marching through its cor¬ ridors. At every stairhead and strung down every hallway monitors regulate entre-class traffic with an iron hand”. No less than half a hundred officers are required to maintain this perfect (?) silence. Under the command of Ichabod” Harris and his three lieu¬ tenants, Derby, Callanan, and Murphy, the squad is advised by Mr. Cooper. Traffic, as a result of scholastic pressure, was reorg¬ anized at the end of the year, with the election of its officers made by a vote throughout the building. The remainder of the squad was elected by the customary method. At Mid-Years new appointees took their posts. From the first, it was obvious that Libe, under Miss Wilfert’s guidance, was to be one long, happy series of study halls. But not only does she know the con¬ tents of every book on the shelves; she also has in¬ terested forty other WHSers in her field as well, with the result that Library Club is a big organization. Checking books, presiding at the desk, slip check¬ ing—these are not the sole functions of Miss Wil¬ fert’s proteges. Exhibits loaned by the Children’s Museum, and outstanding work from the art depart¬ ment, were also brainstorms of President Virginia Shinnick and Secretary Frances Amico. When the business of psychologically selling books to under¬ graduates was on the downgrade, members could be found knitting afghan squares for Red Cross, or vis¬ iting book fairs. Ah, who said a librarian leads a dull life? Tan AS, A on Ait an i SuJ, u j The height of the WHS musical season is marked by a concert, not in the mid-winter chill, but, more appropriately, in the blooming spring. The orchestra itself has since done its own share of blooming, with a vastly increased number of potential members in the string section. With this augmentation, Mr. Brown took longer classical strides with a program that required both members and painstaking tech¬ nique by any group of musicians. The listing for the morning’s concert included first the minuet from Haydn’s Eleventh Symphony, followed by a more modern and free selection from Verdi’s II Trovatore”. The brass section shared the spotlight with the a propos trumpet solos for both Mendelssohn-Bartholdy’s well-known Spring Song”, and in patriotic measure, The Marine Hymn”. The overture to Wagner’s Tannhauser”, next on its pro¬ gram, displayed the group’s power at its fullest. For the first time an original composition by a WHS stu¬ dent was performed. Alice Parker’s Largo” showed definite skill and promise. Ponchielli’s Dance of the Hours”, concluded the assembly. Orchestra, while losing many of its steadies through graduation, has swelled to so permanently established an institution that a body of recognized artists will be a definite WHS contribution to the musical world. Conductor: Mr. George Brown. Violins: J. Still¬ man, Beranger, Carr, Clement, E. Duffett, King, S. Smith, Snyder. Cellos: B. Drake, B. A. Elliott P. Chapman. Flutes: M. Drake, Foote. Clarinets: A. Parker, R. Dickson, R. Tapiey. Brasses: Downer, Ed¬ munds, Lovejoy, L. Parker, Ramsdell, Talone. Sax¬ ophone: J. Curtis. Piano: P. Milne. Percussion: Hall Horne, McDevitt. (_ llOTlLA Twice a week first period study hall enjoys the polyphonic strains swelling heavenward from the auditorium. These nearly-a-hundred voices blend in both choral group singing and part music of more advanced character. Under the direction of Mr. Wil¬ son, whose instructing solos have since long ago become famous echoes, the chorus has a varied rep¬ ertoire, ranging from the Kerry Dance” to more profound classic pieces. The school, while rarely treated to a concert by the chanseurs themselves, has, however, heard parts of the body on various occa¬ sions, particularly during the colorful Christmas program and graduation. Seated: Shinnick, O’Keefe, Brackett, Parker, Browne, Rush, Miss Bailey, Elliott, Nick¬ erson, Smalley, M. Jackson, R. Cooper. Second row: B. Gay, Dorsey, Crandall, Brown, C. Gay, B. Harmer, Budgell, Eng- strom, Pride, Dickson, Terhune. Third row: Pray, Fitzgerald, J. Mortenson, Herrick, L. Thompson, Howard, M. Drake, B. Drake, B. A. Smith, Penniman, Wallace, B. J. Smith. Back row: E. Phillips, Hersey, Spencer, Everett, Greene, T. McCarthy, Reynolds, Orr, Nichols, Hall, W. Eaton. Out of the minor leagues, D. A. this year empha¬ sized a quality policy” to prove its mettle. Higher royalities did the trick, and the success of this little tenet can be seen in consistent gleanings made from the Association’s roll for Class Play stars, make-up artists for Vau-Devil, and stage crews for various programs. The theater season opened with Ebb Tide,” a murder-mystery as ghoulish as anything from Orson Welles, directed by Bill Orr. Emotional to the quick of our fingernails, both play and characters were creditably handled by G. McQueen, R. Nichols, C. Smalley, T. McCarthy, B. J. Smith, J. Cummins, E. Hanson, and T. Arnold. Comic relief was the subsequent melee-dramer,” Paging Mr. Tweedy.” For a time superabundant Tweedies converted the relaxed setting of a hotel lobby into a literal riot, until the situation finally dissolved itself. Numerously as Tweedies were S. Greene, W. Everett and E. Spencer, and the sup¬ porting cast included V. Terhune, S. Palson, C. Crandall, B. Harmer, A. Penniman, K. Way, and E. Cameron. A. Parker directed. Georgie Porgie,” while laboring under a titular handicap, upheld the old adage about not judging things by their exteriors. Talbot Smith, aided by an over-large tuc” but hindered by only fourteen years, eventually ended up as a blase New Yorker on a heavy New Year’s date. In mood were those sirens, la Howland, and M. Chefalo. Motherish V. Burr and R. Swanson, C. Lovejoy, and V. Olivier turned out polished performances. Judged by a vox pop” among the Association’s members to have presented the most professionally acted play of the season, Group C’s contributions to the cast of Georgie-Porgie” provided compliments of the organization and a custom originated some years ago by Miss Bailey—box seats at a matinee of The Corn Is Green”—typical, matchless Barrymore. Climaxing the season was the annual party, made possible by members as able in the kitchen as on the stage — made successful by even more typical actors, the hungry. Shortly afterwards, the offices of B. A. Elliott as Pres.; D. Rush as Vice-Pres.; S. Browne, Secretary; and L. Nickerson, Treasurer, changed hands for 1942-1943. The Red and Black blossomed out with its biggest coverage on it: D. A. wished it had produced it; the Prom Committee was everlastingly grateful for it; It? — the Junior-Senior Class Play, The Connecti¬ cut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court”! The first costume play presented in many seasons, as well as one of the most difficult to direct success¬ fully, boundless credit and orchids go to the cast, director, stage crew, and all others who assisted in producing an ingeniously well executed program. Sly readjustments of plot combined every possible feature of the modern theatre: musical comedy, pantomine, tragedy. Bob Nichols, as the canny New Dealer, provoked such an uproar between the twentieth and fifth cen¬ turies that a convulsed audience slowed the play up to half pace. And B. A. Elliott slinked around the castle and His Highness with so deft a technique that it was doubtful for a time that right would triumph. Frank Horne’s interpretation of Merlin, colorful, scheming, problematical, made history. And Claire Smalley’s Queen Guenever was perhaps the most realistic characterization o f the evening. In addi¬ tion, Claire was responsible for all the accurately seductive gai ' b for ladies of that era. Shirley Brackett, Johnny Maynard, and Sid Blanchard will never be forgotten in their trio of romantics — or rather the word is triangle. Bob Byford, Parker Symmes, Janet Eaton, Virgie Straghan, and Adelaide Partridge were equally excellent. As in the past, Mr. Small again directed most capably, and Bill Orr was greatly responsible for a hallmark production. CLASS PLAY CAST Standing-. Dodds, Partridge, Byford, Straghan, S. Blanchard, Symmes, C. Smalley, Horne, B. A. Elli¬ ott, Nichols, Eaton, Brackett, J. Maynard. Kneeling: Coach Small. - 7 • n 1 i tLna ul 7 L Oil ... Seated-. M. Carroll, Brackett, R. B. Harris, Fillipone, Doub, M. L. Allen. Standing: Orr, B. A. Elliott, Rush, J. McCarthy, Abbe. We worried much about our charge in his first teen— Aberjona, that is. With less time than ever before, and the additional pressure of wartime restric¬ tions, it was often far easier to give up the ghost for a coke than to labor late over gallies, or even remem¬ ber the existence of such a thing as a deadline. But here it is, after much blood-sweat by one editor or another. From Douby’s pen, in particular, came the vigor of the whole scheme, and to her adroit originations and the humor of our chief photog, George Gould, most of this edition’s success is due. B. A. Elliott, wi th a completely new job on her hands, won certain laurels, both for herself and the book. Harris and Carroll, as our sports editors, were unbelievably accu¬ rate. Orchids, of course, must go to Barbie Coss and Donny Drew, whose sales records have been un¬ equalled in over half a decade, with credit for the ads to our chairmen, Abbe, Stratton, and Shea. Gracie’s hustling as our Asst.-Editor kept us mindful of our¬ selves (luckily), even when we would gladly have forgotten what we were about. And as an informa¬ tion storehouse we could find none better. When her call to the business world came, Brackett added these duties to her already heavy Features considerations. But she eased us through so many tight squeezes with such prolific outbursts of talent and cheery assist¬ ance that at times we were almost happy about the whole thing. To her, incalculable thanks, and the responsibility of the book’s being what it is today. As for Mr. Nichols, we can scarcely say anything— largely because we spend our time these days trying to dodge him. Without his guidance and experience we should still be helplessly mired, though, and for his time, our grateful appreciations. Who else? Ah, Dave Rush, who, out of words (finally), has resolved upon Tahiti to get away from it all. But at present he’s still busy with student re¬ actions to and BILLS for Aberjona ’42. Lo, the poor Indian! ; t M. L. Allen scraped paste from the ends of her fin¬ gers; B. A. Elliott scoured the dummy for last-min¬ ute corrections; the rest of the staff gazed in mute amazement at a deadline made on time for the second day of school; and the Red and Black was off cn another tempestuous year. A spurt of enthusiasm during the Junior year led to the paper’s doubled size under its new staff—the brunt of the scheme, however, falling on co-editors Elliott and Rush, whose summer vacations were clipped short to produce the face-lifting. As a result, action cuts, better and more articles, and huge lad¬ ders of ads spotted the face of the pages. The last was the work of Advertising Chief Bette Shea, who scored an unprecedented record of sales and persua¬ sions. R B involved itself in every important intra¬ mural discussion that arose, true to that distinctive canon of journalism—free speech. Campaigning for a school band and a better yearbook (and here we hope to have fulfilled its editors’ fondest yearnings), the newspaper also went gunning for the traffic squad, and a certain female fad, nearly settling both questions in its favor. Sudden vacancies of editorships during the summer, necessitated a complete reorganization of the staff last fall. As a carefully catty features editor and gossip chief, Mary Lou Allen left none with a leg to stand on; and Bill Orr, as news editor, covered him¬ self and the sheet with laurels by managing to make scoops as well as reviews for front page meat. The sports department was directed by Bob B. Harris and l orn McCarthy, two naturals, with that section tak¬ ing great strides over former columnaries. Circula¬ tion was headed by Alie Parker, and exchange editor was Sally Browne. Both of these acomplished much during the year. With the advent of government restrictions on paper supplies, the staff would eye the stacks of Times and Heralds amassed by the student body to promote band collections, hoping desperately not to discover any R£ Bs among the heap. None they found, but by common consent of the editorial staff, the burden of keeping the sheet in existence was transferred to junior shoulders, which have since promptly proved both their courage and their worth under Bill Daley, the new editor. Blackouts, however, would have been impossible while the 1941-42 staff filled the masthead. For de¬ spite its increased, or perhaps more entangled, web of newshawks, Monday evenings were unforgettable sessions by light of the midnight oil. Seated : Rush, M. L. Allen, B. A. Elliott, Shea, A. Parker. Standing-. R. B. Harris, Orr, Browne, Crandall. C Lnaccmtoincii J, I Ve l Unc . . Left to right-. Pan-America l Abbe, Downer, Mr. Graves, Rush. Speaking: Brackett. Within its walls echoed a war message; it rocked with the roar of the A. A. rallies; it was the scene of mercy appeals and laugh riots, history films, and of course most important, graduation. Yes, some of your biggest moments were lived in the auditorium. Herewith is a cut of one of Mrs. Stacy’s highlights —historical in every sense of the phrase—which was presented Pan-American Day, in celebration of that project’s sixtieth year as a part of American foreign policy. With as many variegating facets as a cham¬ eleon has colors, the WHS assembly schedule was plotted to produce some of the best contributions to your high school career—and how you loved that! Perhaps the greatest event was the day you re¬ ceived public recognition before the whole school at the sports awards assembly, or when you spouted your twenty-word piece in one of the D. A.’s pro¬ ductions like a Greek tragedienne. You whoopeed during Vau-Devil, and had twice the fun backstage as in the audience. And, subject to lapses of virtue, you would go to assembly, book under arm, pre¬ pared to study for the first period Chem exam, only to find the program far more interesting than scien¬ tific textbooks. Yes, many of your biggest mo¬ ments—! Often dangling precariously over the high school roof for good shots, our Beatons and Bourke-Whites were largely responsible for the best parts of Aber- jona ’42”. Camera Club members must have an abid¬ ing sense of humor, for the death-defying chances they took for the sake of art—or collecting dues— are equalled only by the Gym Team. This, too, was the group’s inaugural year, and in¬ terest in photography—if not talent—at WHS is ex¬ tremely keen. As a result, Camera Club was actually subdivided into corps of staff photographers for R B, Vau-Devil, Yearbook, and school publicity in general. Art, as a hobby is limitlessly expensive; for this reason Pres. Sam Reynolds deemed it wisest to in¬ clude a little instruction on this year’s program, par¬ ticularly on the subject of technicolor. Town enthusiasts contributed magazines (yum-yum), and with advent of spring, Nature was doing everything possible to make prize-winnng studies. Circumstance —alias government restrictions—has since cramped their style a bit, but apparently not much. Vice- president this year was George Gould, with Bill Ev¬ erett and Frank Brooks as secretary and treasurer respectively. Curator of any chance masterpieces was Dick Spencer. Happened One Night” ail CCA Prom-enading was the most popular pastime of the year, whether it was the occasion of that night of nights on May second, or the informal dancing that followed a league basketball game. Whether it was bright lights, pop, and Courtney Crandall’s orchestra, or organdie, gardenias, sultry summer hours, and gliding to the strains of The Regimentals,” we loved it, but in different ways. A. A. frolics were swamped funhouses. Credit of all kinds goes to its social committee, chairmaned by Brackett, who really delved deep and got us there rain or shine. Swing Your Partner” was the theme of all these gala gatherings. It was the time and place lor all our pent up (or is it exhausted?) corridor con¬ versation. Occasionally it would take the bitters out of our once-in-a-lifetime losses by the team, and shower sweets on our spirits—the supernatural kind. For weeks beforehand, the planning board of the Fall Sports Dance never let us forget the fact that the event was in the offing. Placards all over creation prepared us for a gen-you-ine hoe-down, but actually it was a little tamer. We marveled at the quantities of bee-yootiful pumpkins placed eerily about the gym—until we discovered how they got there, we thought the A. A. had really turned itself inside out for our entertainment. The following week we heard about a picture of the committee, one of whose members was lugging a pumpkin face, in R and B, but as to which was the committeeman, and which the Jack-O’Lantern, we had debates. Muted trumpets and lighted penthouses sent us ' Sky-High” at the Junior-Senior Prom, while we made memories and dreamt on. All credit, though, goes to such committeemen (and women) as Brack¬ ett, Doub, Cooper, Dowden, Orr, Byford and many others whose efforts counted so much for the dances’ success. Mrs. Stacy told us that never before had any Prom been such a blazing glory of color and laughter, which was quite obviously the case. Shooed out of Europe, Molyneux and Schiaperelli had created some beauts”; and as for crowds—and orchids—well, the closest thing to it would have been Gone With The Wind’s premiere. If it was to be our last fling for the duration, some exit! Summing up, it could be said that the purpose of each dance was bountifully fulfilled. The A. A. al¬ ways pecunarily conscious, attracted crowds on the slushiest evenings. And Newt” spoiled us a bit with his music, for outside the very-tops” bracket we found no orchestra half so good on everything from the blues to boogy-woogy. Of course, in another sense, after the ball was over we had even more fun, but, heigh ho, we won’t talk about that. VAU - Vau-Devil for 1942 chalked up its tenth annual this March, and in celebration of old age, played be¬ fore two jammed houses, in addition to the Friday matine.. (The A. A. could now afford to be the cen¬ ter of extra-curricular attention). Long to be highlighted in memory of that week¬ end are Bill Daley and Willie Hodge as the outstand¬ ing Academy Awards to our oivn or any other stage .... the fascinating togae of the Bowery Belles . . . . Patsy Leonard’s prodigious memory, and the way she choked on her apple Saturday night .... the sight of Coach Knowlton wearing out his seat as he slid over the floor, while he stuck for dear life to Bert Moore’s wiring .... ff Stonewall” Jackson and L. Treacy (need we say more), and the way tJw stage has been sagging ever since .... Stearns Ellis spotted at the wrong moment with a bomb in his hands . . . . Kenny Wright and Dick Tourtellof, our two-men- in-a-horse .... duets by Burr and Blanchard . . . . the fraternal references to the faculty on the pro¬ grams .... Evie” Clennon, our premier danseuse, oomphing the ballet with gay abandon .... Cran¬ dall and Orchestra’s happy excellence .... our tap DEVIL Costomarily sharp to the point of being blunt, Vau-Devil this year passed over the heads of the au¬ dience many a fine crack, some of which we are just getting or still enjoying. It was reassurance like this from underclassmen that leaves us confident of fu¬ ture successes. choruses .... Ruth (Morse Code) Horn .... the irrepressible Donny Drew The Texas Twisters (particularly that cowboy of the West, Cosimo Si- monetta) .... the Sterling Silver Symbols, perfect sculpture .... altogether made for an unforgettable production. Our glow, little glotv-worm, with elec¬ trically lighted dumb-bells .... the pony chorus in costumes half -innocent, half-???? .... Deep in the Heart of Texas .... ”Debbie” Fenton flying offstage at the end of each act, making sure that the next half-dozen are ready .... the way makeup tastes when it runs down your face in streaks . . . .the tee¬ tering message sent by taps, when it was hot as — backstage .... our songbirds of the North, all eight of them . ... a little matter of blown fuses in the projection booth, at crucial moments .... our ”brass hat”ted girls .... fatal errors in buying chocolate candy in heat such as then .... the grand finale, and an unexpected curtain call. A. A. EXECUTIVE BOARD Fiont row. Hodge, Pray, Murphy, Pres. Callanan, Brackett, Nichols. Back Row. Coach Knowlton, Lundin, Coach Fenton, Provin- zano, Derby, Mr. Hayward. Membership in the Athletic Association leaped to an all time high of 782 student ticket-holders, in this year of ’42. The traceable inducement to buy was the new low-price ticket plan instituted in Sep¬ tember. Under this plan, the subscription price of the A. A. was reduced from $1.00 to $.10. By mak¬ ing this initial payment, a member was entitled to at¬ tend A. A.-sponsored events for the small additional gate charge of $.10 plus tax. The Fall Sports Banquet, held in November, featured Mr. Pat Hanley, B. U. coach, Mr. Frank Provinzano, W. H. S. alumnus and B. U. star, and Mr. Don Forte, captain-elect of the ’43 Harvard eleven, as its guest speakers. Grace Fillipone and Dean Derby were rightly awarded the Wheeler-Mans- fleld cups for outstanding sportsmanship and achieve¬ ment. As was expected, the demands of rights to at¬ tend the banquet were tremendous, only more so this year. Thus, an even tighter clamp — or rather, dividing point — was necessitated. For the benefit of its light-hearted members, the A. A. sponsored two full” dances, the Fall Sports Dance, and the Midwinter Patriotic Dance, with Courtney Crandall’s much-demanded-band officiating at both, plus eight informal basketball juke dances”. Both these affairs were completely successful, financially and to the school at large. Those gather¬ ings will long be remembered for two reasons; first, L. to R.: Don Forte, Capt. of Harvard’s eleven; Dean Derby; B. U.’s Coach Hanley; Bert Callanan. Seated: Coach Knowlton, A. Murray, B. Wright, Lundin, Hodge, Pray, R. Murphy, Callanan, Brackett, Nichols, Derby, Provinzano, Coach Fenton, Mr. Hayward. Second row: C. Teel, Bryce, J. Kenton, Power, Herrick, Coulsen, C. Smalley, Crandall, Foote, Carr, A. Thompson, M. Philbrook, Dover, J. Duifett. Third row: J. Kimball, Coon, Talone, Errico, Pride, Booth, McGrath, M. Jackson, Twombly, Phippen, Swanson. B ack row: T. Harmer, G. Clennon, Clark, Everett, Greene, Mooney, Crandall, Grindle, Ramsdell, Ottiano, Quine. that it was in every way an all-school affair (down to the band), and second, that coke flowed like water . Secretary Brackett had scored the most com¬ plete triumph in socializing” A. A. in its history. The ever-popular Vau-Devil Show, now in its tenth season, was offered jointly by the A. A. and Student Government, and, consequently was just about twice as good, playing for two jammed-house evening performances instead of the usual one. Varsity Letter awards for the girls were presented in new form; small emblem-like shields, sporting the varsity W, plus a hockey stick or a basketball or the like, took the place of the traditional sweater-size terry cloth letter. The innovation proved popular with the female athletes, and many sewed their re¬ wards on the pocket of their favorite jacket. The A. A. contributed to the Golden Jubilee of Basketball Fund, and when the army called Mr. Frank Provinzano, second team basketball coach, pre¬ sented him with an attractive going away present”. The Athletic Association, as the largest organi¬ zation in the school, and hitherto the most potent, did, however, run into friction with the Student Council on the grounds of influence, but since then proposals in both quarters concerning constitutional amendments have eased the situation. A. A. has much for which it could well pat its back. Huge membership, huger attendance at games, only served to prove that the introduction of the cheaper ticket had been a howling success. The Thanksgiving classic alone was viewed by more than 6,000 people as results from the ticket window showed. For benefit of A. A., Camera Club has several times offered its pictures to the public eye, and here again the net profits from both showings for both Senior and Junior High Schools showed success. ' leetlaU Winchester’s ’41 gridiron squad shattered all pro¬ fessional forecasts by finishing in third place among State Class C teams. From its initial jaunt into Framingham’s territory for a 7-0 victory, later scor¬ ing twenty-one points against Wakefield’s record and another eighteen over Lexington, the Red and Black was cutting an undefeated, untied, unscored upon silhouette for itself—until the fateful Danvers tangle. Briefly, we were taken to the tune of 14-6. Indomitable was the stuff its dream was made of, however, and in a stunning return to the paths of glory, Winchester rapidly smothered Punchard 13-6- Maynard 27-0, and Reading 16-0. On successive weekends 19-0 and 26-6 trouncings of Stoneham and Belmont paved the way for the traditional battle with Woburn Thanksgiving Day, where a 7-0 scar on our neighbors ended the season for both teams. The over-all total for WHS was a brilliant 160 points against the bare 26 grabbed by opponents. Front row: D. Connors, C. Murphy, T. Derro, Leary, Hicks, Tompkins, Cromwell, A. A. Amico, S. Buz- zotta, Bacon, A. Bugbee. Second row: R. B. Harris, R. Jackson, L. Treacy, R. Murphy, F. Buzzotta, A. Tibaudo, Callanan, Capt. Provinzano, Derby, J. Treacy, West, Whittemore, W. Smalley, C. Philbrook, Mgr. Hodge. Third row: Coach Knowlton, Holmes, J. Errico, H. Boodakian, J. Murray, Byford, Lentine, A. Cummings, Augusta, Melaragni, Poirier, R. Treacy, Edmunds, Coach Bartlett. Back row: C. Tofuri, J. Tibaudo, Lambiase, Migliacci, LeRoy, Harvey, Foster, E. Spencer, J. Kimball, Greene, A. P. Amico. ti ' nfSMnfii in Captain of the team, Pete Provinzano, famed for being everywhere and there at one and the same time, shared honors as halfback with veteran ball carrier Dean Derby, also a play caller. Bill West, who con¬ sistently managed to find a clear field, starred at full¬ back, while blocking back position was in the hands of able Frank Buzzotta. Subbing in the backfield was fleet Johnny Murray. Endman Jackson was his literal stonewall” self; Dick Murphy and Bert Callanan patrolled the other flank. At tackle were Jim Whittemore and Steve Smalley, both constitutionally iron. Charlie Phil- brook and Jim Treacy fitted guard grooves perfectly, and center Al Tibaudo started things buzzing. A swell second string included Bob Byford, Leo Treacy, Francis Poirier, Davy Holmes, Gaspare Lentine, and Frank Melargni. The second team, captained by Ker- mit Edmunds, could count four victories, one tie, one defeat. Nor was it uncommon to find Winchester names roaming ove r the sport pages of the Boston Papers in type as big as a collegiate game. So frequent was the appearance that by the end of the season, Provin¬ zano and Jackson had reached the all-school team bracket, and everyone else on the team wore laurels of print, particularly Derby and West. At the fall Sports Banquet Bill West was an¬ nounced as future captain of the eleven, and the boys were presented with gold footballs. Because of the dissolving of the Middlesex League, customary laurels were gone, but, unofficially at least, we were again The champs! Taking advantage of camera enthusiasts scattered about WHS, Coach Kniwlton employed a movie tech¬ nique of teaching the game to the squad, using reels run off at each game to discover the flaws in each play or player. Resultantly, a point of perfection was even more closely reached. And the school at large enjoyed the films no less either; several occasions were there when the Red and Black raced over the screen in technicolor before the eyes of the student body. cz TCsll mail Derb! Junior Varsity football may lack the thunder and lightning of the Varsity squad itself, but the greenhorns’ performance under Coach Nichols largely determines the quality of future teams. The frosh objective, by no means influenced by medi¬ ocre scoring, can thus be said to have been reached in vital experience. The grand total for their games was one win, two ties, and two losses. Numerals were awarded at the winter assembly to Captain Joe Tofuri, Bucci, Clennon, Errico, Faieta, Ferraina, Berquist, R. Hitchcock, Lovejoy, Monson, Roche, Toolin, Tourtellot, Violante, Walsh, Wash¬ burn, Way, and managers Dunn and Sleeper. The five freshmen included on the Red and Black’s official team was a promising supply, numbering A. Amico, S. Buzzota, Lambiase, J. Migliacci, and J. Tibaudo, who received second team letters. Left to right: Drew, Mooney, Provinzano, Coach Bartlett, Capt. Derby, Twom- bly, West, Rallo, Callanan. Winchester’s ’42 cagers enjoyed the fruits of victory eleven times this season, but tasted defeat on six oc¬ casions, when slush kept school support in a largely telepathic medium. Technically considered the best coached team on the circuit, the team placed third in the Middlesex League’s listing. Although it sparked badly before the advancing quintets from Lexington and Belmont, Coach Bartlett had actually trained an armada for next year as well as this. As captain, Dean Derby was the defensive stand¬ out, and Pete Provinzano’s high score (140 points) was in good keeping with his general record. Donny Drew, Bart Callanan, and Paul Rallo comprised the remainder of the senior drawing-card. Juniors on the floor included scrappy Pete Twombly, captain-elect for ’43, and rangy Bill Mooney, whose reach accounted for a score of 150 points when combined with baskets sunk by Pete. A great improvement marked Bill West’s play during the season. 1 he second team maintained a nearly flawless rec¬ ord, which bore no black marks until the final game, when, because of rough spots collected during a va¬ cation, it was vanquished for the first and only time. A good coach for the squad was Frankie Provinzano. jack Errico and Frank Buzzotta co-captained. Wil¬ lie Hodge again was the capable manager. Winchester 34 North Attleboro 21 Winchester 32 Alumni 26 Winchester 41 Concord 15 Winchester 18 Lexington 24 Winchester 28 Punchard 21 Winchester 33 Reading 22 Winchester 20 Belmont 30 Winchester 32 Wakefield 30 Winchester 18 Woburn 30 Winchester 27 Stoneham 25 Winchester 27 ' Chelmsford 15 Winchester 19 Lexington 22 Winchester 25 Woburn 28 Winchester 3 6 Reading 22 Winchester 20 Belmont 30 Winchester 39 Wakefield 31 Winchester 3 1 Stoneham 18 Front row: Wright, Weldon, Swymer, Saraco, Moore, Errico, Poirier, C. Walsh, Muehlig, Mahoney, Callahan. Middle row: Carey, Goddu, R. E. Harris, A. A. Amico, Talcott, Russo, Rallo, Provinzano, Capt.; R. Murphy, Martens, Derby, Post, West, Twombly. Back row: W. Hodge, Mgr.; Joyce, Hannon, Foley, J. Harris, Nihan, Penta, Greene, C. Murphy, Augusta, Roche, Ramsdell, Rasset, Coach Knowlton. Winchester 10 Reading 3 Winchester 11 Lexington 3 Winchester 2 Belmont 3 Winchester 8 Stoneham 3 Winchester 13 Maynard 4 Winchester 4 Reading 0 Winchester 4 Lexington 1 Winchester 12 Belmont 1 Winchester 5 Woburn 4 Winchester 15 Stoneham 6 Winchester 10 Maynard 0 Captained by Pete Provinzano, the WHS ball team opened up with seven lettermen in the lineup, an ad¬ vantage which later subjected many an opponent to a shellacking. The material of the squad was well- balanced and proved its mettle as one of the toughest in the league. Behind the plate was A 1 lie” Post, a capable re¬ ceiver and a good man with the willow. At the first stop around the diamond was Bill Martens, consistent and good, who snatched Dapper” Dick Murphy’s tosses from second. Charlie Windy” Talcott played shortstop, and Bullet Rallo sat on the hot corner. The key to the pitcher’s box was strictly an affair for Provinzano, and Angie” Amico toed the mound on occasion with unmistakable ability. In the outfield were Frank Gee” Russo in center, with Dean Derby at right. When pitching arms were out of joint, Poirier, West, Twombly, Goddu, and Harris complemented the pitching staff. Coach Knowlton’s team was managed by Willie Hodge. I i Starting-. A. Redding, Blake, Hawkes, Phippen, Murray, T. McCarthy, Ottiano, F. Lindberg, Briggs, Mancib, DiManrbro. Standing: Coach Smith, Cameron, L. Parker, J. Maynard, Marchant, Symmes, Armato, Abbe, J. O’Brien, Donahue, Sharon, R. Pynn, R. Dickson, Quine, J. Pynn, J. Eaton, Mgr. While Mr. Smith’s reputation was established on the Wesleyan diamond, he versatilely coaches both track and cross-country. Co-captained by Bob Phip- pen and Johnny Murray, a junior, the team met May¬ nard, Lexington, Beverly, and Waltham. Other jaunts included the Saugus and Belmont Carnivals, and later the State Meet at Newtonville. Down the hundred-yard stretch this season dashed Paul Blake, John Ottiano, and Bob Abbe. Speeding over the 220 distances were Murray and Di Marnbro, and for the quarter mile Redding and Blake sprinted regularly. In the distance races Briggs, Phippen, Man¬ cib, Symmes, Hawkes, Parker, and O’Brien repre¬ sented the Red and Black. Field events were the particular duties of Mc¬ Carthy, Ottiano, and Lindberg in the broad jump, and in high jumping. The shot-put was heaved by Byford, Phippen, Pynn, and McCarthy. John Eaton managed the team. Particularly outstanding was our winning of the Saugus relay carnival. (_ tOSA (_ omittij The problem faced this year by Cross Country was not one of skimming the broth, but making suitable broth for the skimming. Shortfooted by the presence of only such regulars as Captain Bob Phippen, Bob Collins, and Hugh Hawkes, league competition was beyond the possibility of material at hand. Applause goes to Coach Smith, however, whose first contact this was with Winchester’s runners, for having culled so ambitious a team. Kim Whitney, Bob Dutting, and freshman Larry Parker were other letter-winners, and were supported by Johnnie Eaton and Andy Armato. Highspot in its meet schedule was the team’s run with Everett Vocational, proudly undefeated, when they winded the opposition and walked off with the score card. Stirred by fame and success, our fleetfeet even raised 1940’s standing in the State jaunts by two places. a ui ( JltIa 7 c CHULA Six lettermen returned to Winchester racqueteers this year; for the most part Juniors blossomed out as our Don Budges”, with Bill Mooney as captain. Mr. Rodgers’ proteges, representing a definitely tennis town”, carry a hereditary strain for the game, or appeared to, from the record of wins. The remainder of the team included Jack Tarbell, Gordon McGovern, Stearns Ellis, Dick Fenno, Ted Atkinson, and Jim Ware. Andover was the first match on the schedule, fol¬ lowed by Haverhill, Somerville, Lexington, Newton, Brookline, Melrose, and Medford. The State Inter¬ scholastic Tennis Tournament was also entered at Belmont at the season’s close. Winchester’s female furies have the clay court sit¬ uation more than well in hand, standing, as they do, undefeated, and with only three points scored against them during the entire season. Not until the eleventh hour had Coach Fenton determined finally upon a set team, but, after the final eliminations, the listing was headed by Captain of the team, Ann Downer, and followed up by Mu¬ riel Howard, Mary Keyes, Anne Penniman, Betsey Drake, and Anna Murray. First on their list of easy conquests was Belmont, which, unable to eke out any kind of a score at all lor itself, sacrificed all five points to the Winchester tennists. A follow-up victory was swept up off Mel¬ rose’s courts to the tune of 4-1. Next meet was that at Arlington, and again all credit went to the WHS team at 5-0. The last and hottest match of the sea¬ son was the clash with Winsor, culminating in a draw, 2-2. Left to right: Coach Fenton, E. Capone, P. Russell, Palson, B. Drake, Doub, Foote, E. Duffett, Richard¬ son, A. Murray, Fil- lipone, Downer, E. Blanchard. Swatting their way through a good season under Dinny Foote’s leadership, the hockey team finished with four wins, two ties, two losses. With Miss Fenton’s coaching, Betsy Drake, Shirley Brackett, Esther Capone, Shirley Palson, Dottie Richardson, Emma Duflfet, Grace Fillipone, Janet Doub, Ann Downer, and Anne Murray sped the oversized cueball down the green for a dozen goals, as against the six that slipped past their own sticks. Second team was headed by Peggy Carroll, whose thirteen teammates were bucked more frequently, but still maintained good standing. With practically the entire line returning, next year’s co-captains (Rich¬ ardson, Capone) expect by experience to captain another outstanding team. -locka 7 Winchester 3 Stoncham 0 Winchester 1 Lexington 1 Winchester 3 Medford 0 Winchester 0 Brookline 2 Winchester 3 Arlington 0 Winchester 1 Watertown 0 Winchester 1 Melrose 3 Winchester 0 Belmont 0 Kneeling: J. Wild, Capt. C. Tapley, B. Drake. Standing: Coach Fen¬ ton, M. Smith, Rich¬ ardson, Stratton, Pal- son, Fillipone. % X jBfItllo JL- , Ml PS fsj. W ff jf- L fitLs J yasLctlmil FIRST TEAM Winchester 28 Lexington 9 Winchester 9 Belmont 13 Winchester 18 Malden 16 Winchester 17 Arlington 21 Winchester 14 Melrose 37 Winchester 11 Medford 27 Winchester iy Watertown 19 Winchester 7 Swampscott 24 SECOND TEAM Winchester 16 Lexington 13 Winchester 23 Belmont 10 Winchester 18 Malden 16 Winchester 21 Arlington 30 Winchester 7 Melrose 10 Winchester 12 Medford 23 Winchester 14 Watertown 17 Winchester 14 Swampscott 14 Bend, poise, and shoot are the mental excrucia¬ tions travelling through milady’s mind as she lunges at the basket. She misses; no, it’s in! Ah, joy in Mud- ville! Statistically, our female terrors, notoriously itn- hefty, managed to squeeze out only two wins offi¬ cially, but, if short on scores, they were certainly long on spirit. After mashing Lexington, a good start was smudged by defeat at Belmont’s hands. A triumph over Malden followed, but Arlington, Mel¬ rose, Medford, and Swampscott stepped heavily on our sextette. Tap’s” team, however, with the sole ex¬ ception of Grace Fillipone, was a Junior proposition. Faring better were the J. V.’s, captained by Mary Wood, with E. Dover, V. Terhune, B. J. and B. A. Smith, M. Howard, M. Drake, V. Wallace, J. Nettles, E. Jackson, and P. Leonard, who kept eyes sharp and totalled more baskets. The school title was copped by the senior team. Standing-. B. Drake, McDevitt, S. Carroll, Clark, Dover, R. Coon, S. Howland, Mr. Rodgers. Kneeling: Wild, C. Crandall, Milne, J. Mortensen, V. Straghan. Our locomotives, and whatever other motives which we had for cheering, have, for the past year, been responsible to a group of glib, glamourous, and otherwise attractive girls, and a couple of oh-so- handsome males. The results might well have been anticipated, but even at that the success of the cheer¬ ing section was surprising, and to the players, quite as much inspiring. To Mr. Rodgers go heartfelt thanks for his obviously appreciative pickin’s. As for the cheers themselves, they were both in¬ genious and many. We like as many as we can get— plug! Many an A. A. rally was converted into a noisy attempt to shake the foundations of the building. That being the case, we can only add that they were enormously effective. Not to preach, and only to immortalize, the leaders themselves have probably the hardest task of every¬ one on a blustering fall morning. It requires practice, from infancy (eh, Neal?), until one is a big boy with mighty lungs. A master at shouting down opp¬ osition anyway, Clark had a first-class organization; smooth-running, and, as we said before, effective! For the rest of our official rooters, it should be noted that at underclassman age they have roused many a yowling response from the crowds. Our wishes for more power still! lL Cu Will On the ninth of June, nineteen hundred and forty- two, the Senior Class of the Winchester High School passed peacefully away. The attending physicians report that seventy-two points of credit was the cause, and that the crisis occurred when the diplo¬ mas were awarded. The Will reads as follows . . . We, the Senior Class of the Winchester High School, hereinafter enumerated, do make, ordain, es¬ tablish and declare this instrument, which is written in good faith, and in revocation of all former wills, to be our last will and sole testament. It is our expressed and fervent desire that all our debts, f which we freely admit there are many, be punctually and speedily paid, and the legacies we do bequeath are to be discharged as soon as circumstances do permit and in the manner directed. I, Shirley Brackett, do benevolently bequeath my charm and personality to the Junior Class, since I have more than enough to go around. I, Bill Orr, do leave with pleasure my capacity as official handyman to anyone sucker enough to get stuck with it. I, Natalie Cox, do bestow my overstuffed brief¬ case on Pat” Smith. I, Jane Coulson, being of kindly disposing frame of mind, do devise and bequeath to Mr. J. D. Stevens my luxurious growth of hair. On Don Warren, do I, Whispering Emma” Whit- temore, bestow my five-o’clock shadow, with the pious hope that he will read more advertisements than I did. Io Miss Mackedon, do I, Wilbert Callanan, after much subtle hinting and persuasion, will and bequeath my much-traveled gold football. To Dottie Richardson, Esther Capone, and Mim Philbrook, do we, Dinny Foote and Claire Tapley, leave our beautiful maroon tunics, in the hopes that Leon Henderson’s rationing 1 won’t keep them at home all the time. I, Jini Cooper, do archly impart my come-and- get-it” eyes to Joy Pray, hoping that all the boys won’t be drafted by next year. I, Dean Derby, will my collection of snappy jack¬ ets—but not Nancy—to Bill Daley. I, scintillating Cinny Newton, do relinquish to my brother, Phinehas, his suit, and I freely give my shoes to anyone who insists on wearing such nuisances while dancing. To Gerry Goldsmith, do I, Mary Russo, allot all of my four feet. I, Dick Murphy, President of the Senior Class, do abdicate my throne, but not for any duchess. We, Rach Armstrong and Ellie Moulton, the whacky inseparables, leave our tradition to those smooth Susans”, Mim and Joany. Upon Bill Einstein” Mooney, do I, Paul Brainy” Fitzpatrick, bestow my grey matter. To that fashionably frocked junior, Dottie Rich¬ ardson, do I, Barbie Dodds, leave my poise and stun¬ ning clothes. To Bette Shea, another attractive go-getter, do I, Barbara Coss, relinquish my aptly managed Abcrjona accounts. I, Helen Thomas, leave my scatterbrain to Ginny Terhune. We, Pauline Welch and Jane Sweeney, leave our table to anyone who thinks he can concentrate in the Libe. I, Dinny Foote, known in some quarters as Snythia Hoof, do devise and bequeath my little quirks to any lost sheeps” of the Junior Class. After many hours spent therein, I, Red” Elliott, hereby give Lou Perkins’ house back to the Perkins’s. Beauty, and brains, do I, Betty Anne Elliott, here¬ with bestow upon B. J. Smith. I, Frank Brooks, forthwith absolve myself from my faithfully held position as Doc” Alley’s shadow in favor of Dick Hall. I, Samuel Reynolds, thoughtfully yield the honor of blindi ng coming generations of WHS students to George Gould. I, Mary Lou Allen, patriotically release our armed forces to our Allies. I, June Murphy, take this occasion to return the mail truck to the mailman. To Eddie McDevitt, do I, Joe Duran, lovingly?— bequeath my scales, string, and paper. I, Bob Abbe, leave some Moore puns to Bert. To Vau-Devil Show audiences, do we, Sally Mc- Carron, Doris McKee, Ruth Horn, and Helen Guili- ani, leave the memory of our talented tootsies. I, Virgie Shinnick, the last of a long line of Shin- nicks, willingly bequeath my vast supply of hand- knitted sweaters to Bundles for Britain”. I, Tom Arnold, do bequeath my lovely red and black checked flannel shirt to that killing Ken Harvey. We, Mary DeTeso, Frances Amico, Marion Cirurso, Gertrude Agri, and Grace Marabella forlornly for¬ sake our typewriters in Room 10 to Miss Bronson’s new proteges. In view of priorities, I, Huck” Huckins, do gladly bestow upon the Fuller Brush Company, my stiff black bristles. I, Leftie” Wright, do sorrowfully leave my bro¬ ther Kenny, to the Chewy”. To the oncoming hoop-stars, do I, Donald Petty- legs” Drew, will my shapely nether extremities. I, Windy” Whitten, leave .... giving someone else a chance to talk. I, Leo-the-Lion” Treacy, after due consideration, solemnly cede my crown as heavyweight wrestler to Stonewall” Jackson. To the one-and-only Charlotte Foley, do I, Dolly O’Keefe, will my slaphappy nature—wahoo! I, Doris Hobby, sweetly surrender my serene dis¬ position to Helen Elliott. To the next worthy Isaac Waltons, do we, Cal” Blomquist and Eddie Weber yield our standing as the foremost Winchester High School fishy fellows”. I, Kermit Edmunds, do deem it fitting at this time that I dedicate to the future Winchester High School cheering sections (may they expand in size and vocal power!!) the gloriously successful trumpet cheer. I, Pete Provinzano, as the duly elected representa¬ tive of the 1941 Aberjona Tide”, do yield with sol¬ emn pride and confident expectation, to Captain-elect Bill West, my honorable battle-scarred helmet, in which I have left a generous supply of my coolness and calm generalship. Back to Yehudi, do I, Mary Marceau, return my propensity for seeming to disappear in the broad day¬ light of a classroom. I, Marilyn Pinkham, return my cute little Sopho¬ more boys to the Sophomore girls in case they ever have any need of them. To future paragons of sportsmanship, do we, Dean Derby and Grace Fillipone, bequeath the Mansfield- Wheeler Cups. I, Ronnie McCarron, bequeath with a sardonic grin, my maroon convertible to anyone who has a pull with the rationing board. I, Jim Treacy serenely yield m y rolled-up pant legs to the equally carefree Dick Tourtellot. I, Itchy” Aitchison, do sadly forsake Smitty”, knowing that she won’t be lonely for long. We, John Dineen, and Mike” Hersom, leave our flighty fancies” to the air-minded generations to come. For most evident reasons, I, Robert Collins, hereby will my bashfulness to Bobbie Coon. To cute Carol Gay, do I, Esther Blandhard, will my appealing little dimples, with the stipulation that they be used with all caution. I, Bill Dowden, do magnanimously bequeath my beautiful, wavy hair to the man in the Kreml” ad. Upon Kim Whitney, do I, Neal Clark, bequeath my nonchalant saunter. To my beloved sister, Ruthie, do I, Claire Tapley, relinquish my position as the official butt of Miss Mackedon’s Smith” jokes. I, Ralph, The Admiral” Swanson, surrender my Way With The Women to flashy Frannie Poirier. To Mrs. Stacy, do I, Emma Duffett, respectfully leave my girlish giggle, as a souvenir of one Senior who always laughed at her jokes. I, Sally Browne, shyly will my quiet nature to Sue Burr. I, Willie Hodge, willingly will my wonder-working managerial ways to Charlie Murphy. I, Josephine Bonsignor, leave my dependability to Jean Stillman. To Esquire”, do I, Howard Hayes, will my multi¬ colorful ties. I, Rita Halligan, leave my gift of chatter to Mary Powers. I, Rita Carson, pass on my devotion to those grey slax (even on a blistering day) to Yvonne Clennon, and hope that Mr. Henderson will not claim the cuffs. To Bobby Pynn, do I, Walter Lynch, leave my strong-but-gentle—handsomeness. A hankering for Woburn High, do I, Peggy Con¬ nors leave to Shirley Carroll. I, Bob Byford, bequeath my arresting method of eyebrow elevation to Jack Errico. To Sue Burr, do I, Pat Eaton, relinquish my post as the best” singer of the Class. The water fountains, do I, Jim McGoldrick, leave to Bill Daley. Spectator sports” for the Red Black will I, Bob Harris, to Chuck” Murphy. Pat-’n-Mike, do I, Warren Bolivar, leave to them¬ selves. I, Steve Smalley, earnestly bestow my misogynic ways upon Bob Johnston, to help cool his ardor at too passionate moments. To Rhett Butler, do I, Dick Preston, leave my side- burned handsomeness. I, Franny Stratton, leave that intangible some- thing-er-rather that surrounds the atmosphere I walk in, to Doey Wild. For Broadway, do I, Bob Nichols, leave the Strag- han’s house. After due consideration, do I, Ann Downer, be¬ queath my silver-sounding trumpet to Joe Talone. I, Janet Doub, unmatchable artist supreme, leave my talents with brush and palette to Scotty” War¬ ren. My rough lack of poise, will I, Courtney Crandall, to Dick Tourtellot. Upon Joan Ray, do I, Lillian Boyle, bestow my blessings, that she may use a woman’s best weapon— alias red hair—for whatever purposes she may deem wisest. To fond memory, leave I, Dottie Jackson, my little moron”. I, Dick Mancib, now leave the sophomore girls to the Sophs. To Persian cats, and many a young man’s shoulder, do I, Jeanne Vincent, will the angora off my sweaters. I, Cliff Lindberg, bequeath my supple ballroom grace to my brother, Fred. To afghans, do we, Virgie Shinnick and Brenda Pattison, leave the results of our love for knitting. We, Adie Partridge and Peggy Laverty, leave such antics of combinations to Mutt and Jeff. I, Harry Leathers, offer my brute mannishness to Tommy” Tucker with the sincere hope that he can use some of it. We, the exhausted staff of Aberjona, ’42, and es¬ pecially one tired and worn Dave Rush, leave the fer¬ vid appeal and advice to the juniors, that if they should ever publish a yearbook, that it be commenced by mid-October. Signed, sealed, published and declared by the said Class as and for their last will and testament, in the presence of us, who, at their request, and in their presence, have hereunto subscribed our names. Claire Tapley Janet Doub t o hecj Scene: A city restaurant. Place: A table for two — girls — alone! 1st Girl: Well, you coulda knocked me over with a feather! There I was not ten feet away frum a mur¬ derer — or somethin’. ’Course I on ' y work there, ya know, but anyhows I look at it, a murdrer in the same room as me is just one persons too many. I never seen so many flatfoots in my life as when Chief Whittemore jumped right through the window into the broadcastin’ studio and nabbed ’em — RED- handed! 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say! 2nd Girl: Well — then what happened? 1st Girl: Gee, that’s a long story. Eley Gertie Agri, got a watch? How much time have we got? Ten minutes? Well, maybe I can give ya a rough idea. I heard it from Flo, an’ she got it straight from — 2nd Girl: Well — what happened? 1st Girl: Well, it’s like this. George Whitten, who’s got all the milyuns, and talked himself right into building Universe Broadcasting — all 107 stories of it — sponsors the progrum put on by the Larson Breweries, ony Rush got to be president through one a them loophole contracts and laid down the law, ’cause Janet Doub had over to the Artist’s Bureau the Southern Songbirds, who’s really Gerry Barksdale and Helen Lindsey. Well the reason for that was be¬ cause, this here Russo-Subrizio Beauty Inc., were payin’ twice as much. So Whitten organized this mob, see, an’ they were supposes to rub out the president of Universe. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, there was about six a these banditty — or somethin’ — and they come up to the studio very nanchelant like, as though nothin’ was gonna happen. Well Nini Beranger, in charge of publicity over there, spots ’em cornin’ in, ony there’s nothin’ she can do, ’cause they shoves a gun in her face. Well, jus’ then out walks the president, an’ he takes one look at ’em, and drops on the floor. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, they takes his over to Dr. Jackson’s an’ she used her feminin’ intuition and takes out his appendix. Well, when he comes to, he caught just one glimmer of a coupla nurses named Chapin and Aitchison bendin’ over him, an’ he flops again. So now a Dr. Blom- quist’s doin’ the autopsy. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, in the meantime Gracie Fillipone, who’s types next to me, tried to call the cops up ta the studio, ony the wires is cut, see, so’s she can’t. And Jenney Penney’s already fainted twice. And then the reporters show up. Well, Flo Geoghegan an’ me’s friends with the police photog, Sam Reynolds, so he snaps us an’ Terry Molinaro an’ Frannie Amico an’ Frannie Quirk all lookin’ as though we’d seen a dead man! 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, Tom McCarthy and Shirley Brackett, an’ some a them other famous aces for the Daily Record,’’ breezes in and out again. Well, the cops get a hot tip, see, and chase over to the Hersom Helicopters port before the gang can hop a plane. But they misses ’em. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, with this political campaign goin’ on, Joe Duran, who’s the Prohibition candidate, swears he’d get ’em if he’s elected. But he got lots of opposition from the Talklightly Party, and Harry Leathers there makes a plea in their favor. So it all gets verv com¬ plicated. Well, like I say, the news spreads like wildfire, an’ the next thing ya know, they’re boardin’ up the windows of the Derby-Hayes Clothes Store. I met Barbie Dodds, and now she an’ Sally McCarron an’ Koli Coulsen haven’t any more modeling jobs over there. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, this guy Rush recovers, so Bert Callanan quit his campaignin’ of kissing all the blonde and over-sixteen babies, an’ goes over to make some kind of arrange¬ ments with him. Seems that a professor named Dowden fixed him up, the chief” that is. Well, the rest of the morning passes very quiet- like, ’cept that Coach Provinzano cancelled the All- American Amazon’s game with Texas A. M. Say, do ya know who’s on that team? Well, there’s A die Partridge, Brenda Pattison, Dolly O’Keefe, Dorothea Keefe, Peggy Laverty, Emma Duffett, Phyl Jones, Edith Haggerty, June Murphy, Helen Guili- ani and Dinny Foote. Willie Hodge manages the team, an’ does he put ’em through the paces! 2nd Girl: Is that right? Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, people were gettin’ so panicky that Mayor Murphy declared marial law, ony when Lieut. Swanson and his company of men, with fellas like Shea, Brooks, Lindberg, and Smalley, came ashore, it was worse yet. I seen Rita Carson and Lil ' ian Boyle and Evie Ham¬ ilton clogging wore traffic down there! Leo Nihan, who’s the town’s historian, said this would mark a new phase in Winchester life. I don’t quite see what he meant, do you? Well, anyhows, we had a huge Hollywood program scheduled for that night, an’ ya shoulda seen the crowds! Cornie Sylvester and Jane Sweeney got squashed so much, they give up and went to hear the Mayor’s wife (she used ta be Betty Anne Elliott), give her My Night” talk. I never could go for that intellectial stuff, could you? 2nd Girl: Chee, no! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, Bob Nichols was there straight offa Broadway, and Hedy Coopair, an’ Frannie Stratton, and Bette Wright were all there from the West Coast. Was I flabbergasted! Donny Drew was the M. C., and, chee!, Sid Blanchard was the announcer. Ya know, he’s got a good voice! He oughta go somewhere someday! Courtney Crandall’s Smooth Rhythms were there. He has the best brass section goin’ — Kermit Edmunds, Walt Howland, and Ann Downer. Well, like I said, the crowds was terrific. Margy Troop told me the telephone lines were swamped, and Bob Dutting couldn’t even keep track of the tickets when the crowds poured into the studio. Well, ya can see why if William Orr was directing the pro¬ gram. Mr. William Byford, who’s editor of Girls, Just Girls” was there, and Dean Cox of Wellesley, and Bob Phippen — all the way from the Olympics! And there was Virginia Shinnick, who writes them bee-yootiful romances. Claire Tapley, who got mil- yuns makin’ unprinted text books was there, and just everybody — includin’ that movie-star, Clark Neal! 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Hey, that’s all you say! Chee, you’ve gotta ignorent vocabulary! Well, anyhows, that’s when it all happened — right in the middle of a song-and-dance number by Ruthie Horn an’ Pat Eaton an’ Doris MeKee. 2nd Girl: What happened? 1st Girl: The riot! 2nd Girl: What riot? 1st Girl: Well, gimme a chance ta tell youse. 2nd Girl: Chee! While this dance was goin’ on, Cinnie Newton and Leo Treacy, one of the station’s comedy teams, were havin’ an argument backstage about the way he winked at some Arsenault girl in the front row, dur¬ ing their act. It was all right ’til they begin throwin’ some of Dick Preston’s sound effects around. Well — the nex’ thing ya know somebody upset a water tank into the drummer’s face; an’ he begins to play a rat-tat-tat, see. An’ then what should happen but a famous bookie named Huckins yells out: Cheese it fellas, the cops!” Well about half a dozen people begin runnin’ all over the place and start a stampede. All this goin’ out over the radio wires. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, anyhows, just about this time, me and Bernadette Donovan’s lookin’ for the quickest way outa the building — natchurly — when up the back stairs who comes but Chief Whittemore and his riot” squad. (Say, did I eva tell ya I know the most bee-yootiful man on the force — Al Tibaudo. I’ll introduce ya sometime. Charlie’s on the force too — ya know Charlie Phil- brook? Oh, him an’ Red Elliott can really show vouse a good time when they’re off duty!) Well, anyhows, chee where was I? — oh yeah — well, anyhows, me and Bernie looked like squashed custard when they was gone. An’ that’s when the chief jumped right through the window and landed right on top of Gracie Jacobellis. Nan Foss, who’s the studio first aid girl never could bring her back! Even when Brad Donahue put the accelerator on the floor of the ambulance, they couldn’t make it in time. 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. Well, Rita Campbell went along with us down to Night Court to see what’d happen to these here desperados — er somethin’. Detective B. B. Harris gruelled ’em u nder white lights before the Wily Wolfess, which is what they call this Moulton girl, broke down, an’ con¬ fessed her career of crime had started when she and a Rach Armstrong stole a Model T in Boston some- wheres. They picked up some other guys named Alie Post, an’ a Jim Treacy, an’ Jim McGoIdrick. They said they didn’t mean to murder anybody, but Mary Lou Allen, whose hashhouse they held up, said they had murder in their eyes. A fella called Newell Purington, sold ’em a gat in Indianapolis, an’ they’d kidnapped a dick named Arnold in Toledo. So they’ll get the hot seat, we all thought. 2nd Girl: Chee! 1st Girl: Yeah, that’s what I say. But a Rev. Robert E. Harris saved ’em. Judge Connolly broke down durin’ his plea, so they ony got 99 years. Well, like I was tellin’ Ronnie McCarron, murder’s always the easiest rap. Say, what kinda time is it? Holy mackerel! Well, remember me to Peg Carroll when ya see her — I gotta scram. See youse later. (1st Girl gets up to go.) 1st Girl: Oh, hello Josie — there’s Josie Bonsignor. Say, did ya hear about — hi ya Halligan. Say, I haven’t got much time but did ya hear about the murder. Well, I got it straight from Marilyn Pink- ham, who’s Dave Rush’s private sec . . . The first Solomon Grundy was born on Monday. He grew up in the horse and buggy era. The time came, as it does in the lives of all young men, when he went courting or sparking as it was called in those days. Tuesday was his night for sparking. This was the night he was to pop the momentous question so he dressed with meticulous care. His mustache was groomed, curled and waxed to perfection. His stiff turned-down collar gleamed in the moonlight. His beautiful four-in-hand tie, surmounted by his dia¬ mond stick pin, was the last word in fashion. Across his manly chest was a heavy watch-chain. To make the picture complete he wore a carnation in his but¬ tonhole. Donning his derby hat, he turned old Dobbin’s head toward the house of his lady fair. At five miles an hour he eventually covered the twelve miles. She accepted his offer to go for a buggy ride. On the way home, Dobbin, who was a wise old horse, took matters into his own hands, leaving Solomon free to do his sparking without the weighty problem of driving on his mind. Solomon Grundy was mar¬ ried on Wednesday. After a honeymoon at Niagara Falls he took his bride home to an elm shaded, eight- rcom colonial farmhouse which he had built for her. The second Solomon Grundy was born on Monday. His courting days finally arrived, only by then it was called spooning. Tuesday was his night to spoon and after polishing up the Stanley Steamer he went in to dress for the occasion. Donning his long white duster, his visor cap and goggles and drawing on his gauntlet gloves he set out down the dusty road. At fifteen miles an hour he quickly covered the twenty miles to the home of his lady fair and the were soon bowling along the highway. After a little spin they returned home to the family parlor, dusty and ex¬ hausted. The oil lamp was turned low. The second Solomon Grundy was married on Wednesday. After a honeymoon at Niagara Falls he took his bride to the house he built for her. It was an imposing ten room affair with cupolas, bay windows, front porch and all the trimmings. The third Solomon Grundy was born on Monday His courting days finally arrived, only by then it was called necking. After dusting off his Model T he went in to dress. He put on his suit of the latest fashion. The pants were short and tight the better to show off his high button shoes. His collar was of the high stiff choker variety and his stiff round straw hat was the last word in what the well dressed young man should wear. At thirty miles an hour he quickly covered the fifty miles to the home of his lady fair and they were soon bowling along the highway. After a short spin they parked at their favorite nook over¬ looking Spot Pond. The third Solomon Grundy was married on Wednesday. After a honeymoon at Niagara Falls he took his bride to the cosy little six rcom bungalow he had built for her. The fourth Solomon Grundy was born on Monday. Tuesday was his night for courting, only by then it was called petting. After he dusted off his plane he went in to dress. Putting on his snappy sport jacket, with contrasting slacks, his saddle shoes and plaid socks with matching tie, he was soon ready for his date. At sixty miles an hour his convertible roadster quickly covered the hundred miles to the home of his lady fair and in a few moments they were at the air field. The plane was ready and they went for a short spin of several hundred miles. It was a speedy age, but still they had time to park in the roadster for a few minutes. The fourth Solomon Grundy was mar¬ ried on Wednesday. After a honeymoon at Niagara Falls he took his bride to the new prefabricated house which he had had erected for his that day. Four rooms complete with built-in furniture. The fifth Solomon Grundy was born on Monday. Tuesday was his night for courting only life moved too fast for courting now. Before stepping into his rocket ship he dressed himself in his streamlined one piece suit and in five minutes was at the home of his lady fair, five thousand miles away. Soon they were zooming through the stratosphere at a speed that did not allow for sparking, spooning, necking or petting. The fifth Solomon Grundy was not married on Wednesday. So goes the story of Solomon Grundy. Born on a Monday Christened on Tuesday Not married on Wednesday Took ill on Thursday Worse on Friday Died on Saturday Buried on Sunday This is the end Of Solomon Grundy. Dick Young 1942 ' ' Biggest and Best” is, was, and always will be one of our usual citations as a particular class; but more defi¬ nitely, with the finesse of accent on special individuals, THESE were our great claim to glamour—and muscles . . . WINCHESTER PUBLIC LIBRARY WINCHESTER, MASS. (L jlumaut 19-1-3- Best All-Around Shirley Brackett Peggy Carroll Most Popular Betty Ann Wright Shirley Brackett Most Athletic Grace Fillipone Janet Doub Most Ambitious Shirley Brackett Sally Browne Most Dependable Claire Tapley Betty Anne Elliott Most Romantic Frances Stratton Ronnie McCarron Happiest Shirley Brackett Eleanor Moulton Class Cut-Ups June Murphy Cynthia Newton Sweetest Girls Marjorie Chapin Margaret Laverty Best Looking Betty Ann Elliott June Murphy Wittiest Eleanor Moulton Cynthia Foote Biggest Talkers Betty Ann Wright Claire Tapley Best Dressed Barbara Dodds Jane Coulson Biggest Flirts Virginia Cooper June Murphy Best Dancers Ruth Horn Betty Ann Wright Laziest Cynthia Newton Margaret Laverty MucU IQ-12 Best All-Around Dick Murphy Pete Provinzano Most Popular Leo Treacy Dick Murphy Most Athletic Pete Provinzano Dean Derby Most Ambitious Courtney Crandall David Rush Most Dependable Joe Duran Dick Murphy Most Romantic Bert Callanan Albert Tibaudo First to Be Married Conrad Larson Bert Callanan Happiest Donald Drew Leo Treacy Class Cut-Ups Jim Whittemore Donald Drew Best Looking Frank Hersom Courtney Crandall Wittiest Willie Hodge Robert E. Harris Biggest Talkers George Whitten David Rush Best Dressed Dean Derby Paul Rallo Biggest Flirts Donald Drew Conrad Larson Best Dancers Robert Abbe Cliff Lindbergh Laziest Stephen Connolly Neil Clark 1942 — con tin ne anion t Most Original CJ Janet Doub Cynthia Newton Most Bashful Phyllis Jones Evelyn Hamilton Done Most for the School Shirley Brackett Claire Tapley Best Actresses Shirley Brackett Betty Anne Elliott Most Likely to Succeed Shirley Brackett Claire Tapley Best Singers Patricia Eaton Frances Stratton Best Natured Shirley Aitchison Emma Duffett Most Poised Betty Anne Elliott Mary Lou Allen Biggest Bluffers Jacqueline Hammond Virginia Cooper Hottest Tempers Cynthia Newton Margaret Mary Connors Class Hustlers Shirley Brackett Mary Russo Neatest Josephine Bonsignor Phyllis Jones Biggest Eaters Jane Coulson Mary DeTeso Most Interesting Shirley Brackett Jane Coulson Most Sophisticated Betty Anne Elliott Mary Lou Allen Most Respected Claire Tapley Petty Anne Elliott IQ4-2 — continued Most Original David Rush Kermit Edmunds Most Bashful Paul Rallo Sam Reynolds Done Most for the School David Rush Willie Hodge Best Actors Bob Nichols Sidney Blanchard Most Likely to Succeed Joe Duran Courtney Crandal l Best Singer Sidney Blanchard Best Natured Donald Drew James Treacy Most Poised Courtney Crandall Paul Rallo Biggest Bluffers John Shea Jim Whittemore Hottest Tempered Leo Treacy Cliff Lindbergh Class Hustlers David Rush Willie Hodge Biggest Eaters Charles Philbrook Jim Whittemore Most Interesting Frank Hersom Courtney Crandall Most Sophisticated Courtney Crandall Joe Duran Most Respected Dick Murphy Joe Duran Esther Blanchard, Frances Amico, Class Statisticalns Between halves during our games, other schools have produced dozens of beauties, baton-twirlers or instrumentalists, while we slumped back, dreaming up a little of our own. As hosts we weren’t polite; our guests had to supply all the entertainment. And again, we would arrive at our foreseeing opponent’s field to find a section reserved for our band.” So far as we could discover, nothing held us back; the School Committee wanted a band; Mr. Grindle wanted a band: everybody wanted a band, and talent was there a-plenty. Combining this goal with the object of national defense in the paper drive, we established quotas for each homeroom; many far exceeded their prescribed poundage. Staggering studes choked the cafeteria hallway with so many newspapers that a small tunnel was all that remained. Since then, our fire has sunk quite noticeably. But the seniors do not propose to sacrifice their campaign at graduation. We leave to such underclassmen as Herbie Clement the task of fulfilling our fondest aspirations. Herb collected some thirty-odd potential members of the band, and organized a striking baton- twirling squad. Thus, Herb and the rest of you, unless priorities intervene, we shall return in the future to sit proudly in our grandstands listening to our band! 10 MT. VERNON STREET Tel. Win. 2179-M Compliincuts of ECONOMY GROCERY STORE 5 56 MAIN STREET Tel. Win. 2240 C NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY College of Liberal Arts Offers young men a broad program of college subjects serving as a foundation for the understanding of modern culture, social relations, and technical achievement. The purpose of this program is to give the student a liberal and cultural education and a vocational competence which fits him to enter some specific type of useful employment. College of Business Administration Offers young men a college program with broad and thorough training in the principles of business with specialization in Accounting, Industrial Administration or Marketing and Advertising. Instruction is through lectures, soluton of business problem, class discussions, motion pictures and talks by business men. 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Did you ever see a would-be glamour girl strut by, apparently wearing a bustle, and then discover, to your utter dismay, that she was wearing no artificial rumble seat, but that she was displaying herself in a pair of strictly mannish slax? Too few of our supposedly fair sex realize that slax reveal every tell-tale bulge that is hidden so conveniently by the conventional skirt. Almost any member of the weaker sex looks well in a skirt, but too few of them realize that skirts are for females and trousers for men. Can you pic¬ ture a pair of muscular, furry male calves jutting from ’neath the borders of a Scotch plaid? We of the male category stick religiously to our longies; why don’t these refugees from a Swedish masseuse climb out of those revealing slax and jump back into those ever-so-becoming skirts? After all, girls, you only get out of a pair of slax what you put into them, and in the majority of cases you put in either too much or too little. Slax are O.K. in their place, but their place is not on our flippant fillies. Think, girls, how much more attractive you look when wearing a skirt, or, at night, a gownless even¬ ing strap (Oops, I mean a strapless evening gown). Really, a man likes effeminate females, and what fe¬ male looks effeminate in male attire? Think it over, girls, and meanwhile, Keep ’Em Flying. (The skirts, I mean). —Dick Murphy •oht’ Warren Kay Vantine Studio, Inc. SCHOOL and COLLEGE PHOTOGRAPHY OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHER for WINCHESTER HIGH SCHOOL 19 4 2 160 BOYLSTON STREET BOSTON, MASS. Remember: showers first period January . . . one step at a time” Whittemore, and no talking! . . . betwinkled Christmas tree . . . breaking fifty in Type . . . Harry Leathers, at the office, now . . . If everyone will bring one paper a day” . . . Claire Tapley . . . May I have one of your pictures, Murph?” . . . Sign my Aberjona, Bert?” . . . Red and Black whipped to new shapes, courtesy Rush and Elliott . . . Hodge vs. Bartlett on assembly programs . . . Unexcused Tardiness—four o’clock . . . Sid Blanchard knitting for Red Cross . . . B lunch, mock tuna, and jam . . . Any dances left, Miss Coss?” . . . Please admit C. Newton to Room i 6 . . . Buicks, Model T’s, bikes, walking . . . the day after the blizzard in front of Rm. 9 . . . Ford’s and Brigham’s after 2:10 . . . Rallo, what were the issues of 1 856? . . .fast, furious, hit-’em-again fac¬ ulty-senior basketball . . .Dowden: La belle dame— well, crossed the street, I guess . . .Good Friday: 3 6 out of 3 7 absent . . . Will, must, and please” home¬ room notices . . . Mr. K.: He was a bum.” . . .Mr. Speaker, I propose—every third Thursday ... La Conga . . . Chapin and Swanson— lucky partners” —for all of six years . . . gum-filled fountains . . . May I have a Lib’ry slip? . . . 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GRADUATE SCHOOL OF LAW 2-year Evening course for LL.M degree. For LL.B. graduates only. SUMMER SESSION — July 6-August 14, 1942 FALL SEMESTER IN ALL DEPARTMENTS BEGINS — Sept. 2, 1942 Call, write or phone CAP. 05 5 5 for catalog SUFFOLK UNIVERSITY REGISTRAR Derne Street (Beacon Hill) Boston, Mass. 160 TREMONT STREET Compliments of WINCHESTER TRUST CO. BOSTON NOTICE IN A SCOTTISH CHURCH Those in the habit of putting buttons instead of coins in the collection plate will please put in their own buttons and not the buttons from the cushions in the pews.” Brackett:— How did Smith hurt his hand?” Wilsey:— Reckless driving.” B.:— Smash up his car?” W. : — No, just his finger. He missed the nail.” Coach K.:— Why is it that a girl can never catch a ball like a man?” Miss Mackedon:— Don’t you know, dear, that a man is so much easier to catch.” He was a new recruit to the Navy and he joined it in the hope of fulfilling his youth’s ambitions of adventure on the high seas and travel to distant lands. But at first he was sent to a training school, and at the end of two weeks he had spent most of his time digging ditches, filling up holes, and chop¬ ping down trees. Finally he sought his superior officer. You see, sir,” he complained, when I joined the Navy they told me I should see the world, and here for two solid weeks, I’ve done nothing but rearrange PRODUCTION OF THE 1942 ABERJONA by the MERCURY PRINTING COMPANY Complete Printing Service 12 Forest Street Medford, Mass. Telephone Mystic 6870 l ■ 4 ■