|Bartlett Class of 1936 is Making Reunion Plans|
Thursday, August 31, 2006|
Plans for the 70th anniversary reunion of the Bartlett High School class of 1936 had member Esther E. (Snyder) Stocklin wondering out loud last Thursday.
Discussion turned to the planned gathering when we met in Dr. Stephen M. Lorkiewicz’s dental office on Thompson Road in Webster.
“I don’t know how it’s going to go,” said Mrs. Stocklin, a retired nurse-practitioner and a local historian of note. “After all, we’re talking about 70 years,” she added, wondering about potential turnout. Francis J. Kubicki and F. Myrtle Paradis head the committee.
Mrs. Stocklin said class of 1936 pamphlets, prom reports, a class play program, and the likes, separated from Bartlett High School archives some months ago because of a space crunch, were delivered to her residence recently. Custodian Ted D. Geotis salvaged papers from probably a dozen classes, and Norman J. Deptula, a retired educator, is matching dates with graduates.
“That was a nice thing they are doing,” said Mrs. Stocklin. She’ll bring the data to the class reunion.
Mr. Kubicki said the reunion will be held in October. A Polish-tunes orchestra was playing in the background when he and I crossed paths at the Point Breeze Restaurant Saturday evening, keeping quiet to a minimum. Mr. Kubicki said, “I get back to you later.”
The orchestra was on the other side of a half wall, playing for a wedding. They were very good.
Tarrying a bit to greet cousin Gloria B. Hylka after the 5 p.m. Mass in St. Louis Church last Saturday, I exited to a musical discussion of sorts.
Clarence Leo Standrowicz wanted to know what happened to the Pulaski Brass Band’s summer concert series. “The people loved them,” he said.
James M. Hetherman fielded the question, saying, “I don’t think money to pay for the concerts was in the town meeting budget.” This probably means a citizens’ article will be necessary to reintroduce the concerts, he added.
Mr. Standrowicz said raises are given to everybody and his brother, but concerts are forgotten. “Something ought to be done,” he said, suggesting a “transfer from the town administrator’s salary.”
Bernard R. Duclos seemed interested in a return of the concerts, but he didn’t offer any suggestions.
The concert series needs a voice at town meetings, it was decided. The problem is people who go to the concerts seldom bother with town meetings.
Roland “Cincy” St. Hilaire and Ralph L. Malboeuf got together for coffee on a recent morning in the Dudley Honey Dew store.
Mr. St. Hilaire hearkened to the late 1940s and an incident on the Filmer School playground in Webster. He was having a bit of unscheduled fun when the playground director intoned, “Why don’t you go break a leg.” A query came up because I was privy to the long-ago discussion.
“Cincy,” about 15 at the time, was at a baseball practice at the Memorial Athletic Field the next evening. A batter took a from-the-heels swing, lost control of the bat, and the power end hit him full force on the leg, causing a fracture.
As it happened, our little discussion came on the day a state legislative committee took up ways to improve safety in youth baseball games, including bats, wood versus aluminum. Wood seems the preference, but, as Mr. St. Hilaire testified, a wood bat can be dangerous.
Returning to the long ago, Mr. St. Hilaire said, “He (the director) didn’t mean anything.”
This is just an observation: The state-owned parcel at the approach to the Interstate 395 northbound onramp and the overpass at Thompson Road has been fenced off, apparently in conjunction with reconstruction work on and about the interstate.
Truckers have parked everything from boats to modular units on the pie-shaped plot for decades, and it has been a switching spot for vehicles escorting oversized load trailers along the road.