Winchester High School - Aberjona Yearbook (Winchester, MA)

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Richard Murphy, President William Dowden, Vice-President Barbara Coss, Secretary Donald Drew, Treasurer

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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.

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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.