Winchester High School - Aberjona Yearbook (Winchester, MA)

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ABERJOKA . 1948 9 Seniors A

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8 ABERJ0A[A • 1948 (1) “1 believe you.” — Mr. Rodgers. (2) ”Why, you ' re darling.” — Miss Bailey. (3) Thanks for coming, anyway.” — Mr. Butters. (4) ”I m not going to eat your lunch for you.” — Mrs. Stacy. (5) Ready!” — Miss Bronson. (6) Before I pass back these tests, I w ' ant to discourage any suicide.” — Dr. Alley.

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10 ABERJOHA . 1948 ( lass History In September of 1944, when General Ike Eisenhower’s army was racing across the fields of France, a smaller but no less indomitable army was storming the resigned and waiting Wadleigh building. We met for the first time in the Junior High, and after two years we departed, leaving the faculty and school just barely intact. Upon reach ing Wadleigh, our class immediately proceeded to live up to its advance reputation. Remember . . . our first elections, with Dick Kugler, Rog Swanson, Jan Foley, and Ernie Clark heading a turbulent class. . . . Friday afternoons at the canteen . . . orna mented hats . . . large frosh turnouts for football . . . our yoyoes adding tremendously to the sports calendar of the year . . . our foremost sharpshooters cutting their teeth on squirt guns . . . our avid interest in aviation, resulting in Miss Carmichael’s being “buzzed” by one of the most independent models . . . “F. W. Weymouth can take care of himself!” . . . class meetings in detention hall . . . mid years, basketball, more civics teachers, and snow . . . “Brazil” and “Star Dust” at the Midwinter dance. . . . “Buy a War Stamp every Tuesday” . . . our prowess in the scrap paper drives . . . the Holmes’s flat ' car sagging under the weight of a halFton load of paper . . . our first Vaudeville . . . Marg Derro’s first of many performances . . . the solemn memorial assembly at the death of President Roosevelt . . . V E Day . . . suddenly, spring and finals. After a full year of gallantly trotting back and forth to lunch and gym, braving the savage hordes in the cafeteria, and cheerfully sitting on the “shelf” at assemblies, we heard the Wadleigh faculty heave a sigh of relief as we moved on to greener fields. At last, slightly matured, we were eligible to tread the sacred boards of the “big building.” “Wild Bill” Rodgers . . . Ray Hayward — ' ' ' Bounce it off the wall!” . . . once again to the polls, with Bob McGrail, Peg Holmes, Ned Moore, and Ditty Rooney winning . . . “B” lunch for the first time . . . record crowds grabbing hockey sticks and basketballs . . . Jane Beggs and Ginny Walters, our first cheerleaders . . . “White Christmas” . . . Omnia Gallia divisa est . . . jammed keys on a Remington Noiseless . . . some of our elder members received permits to endanger lives . . . cars, bicycles, and unfortunate feet mingled . . Marilyn and Sally singing their first Vaudeville duet . . . we bought shares in detention hall. And now — upperclassmen. We blithely ignored the sage remarks of our SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Seated: N. Bergquist, R. Kugler Standing: E. Moore, J. Amico That Night of Nights