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FRANK M ORRIS W ARD, III
Homestead Avenue, Il.F.D. # 3 , Box 404, Rehoboth, Mass.
FORM III: J.V. Football, Freshman Basketball, Baseball, Junior Rod and
Gun Club.
FORM IV: Letter in Football, Letter in Wrestling, Letter in Baseball,
Junior Rod and Gun Club.
FORM V: Letter in Football, Letter in Wrestling, Letter in Baseball.
FORM VI: Letter in Football, Letter in Basketball, Letter in Baseball,
Camera Club.
The class of ’64 is blessed, among other
things, with a large group of outstanding
athletes; not the least among these is Frank
Ward. Every fall Frank is on the football
field blasting holes in the opposition’s de
fenses for certain more publized members of
the team. Despite his valiant efforts to save
the wrestling team, it folded after electing
him co-captain. A well-known hurler of as
sorted no-hitters and shutouts, he has learned
all the skills of the pitcher, except hitting.
He still doesn’t know he’s supposed to bat
ninth and be a liability to the team; hitting
in the clean-up spot he led the team in bat
ting average in his junior year. Not content
with having his name on letter lists, Frank
has made sure his John Hancock appears on
many honors list. Rumor has it that he got
the highest math S A T in the class just to
win a bet that he wasn’t a dumb athlete. We
are sure he’ll continue his present success in
college.
DAVID HARRIS WOLF
538 East Avenue, Pawtucket, R. I.
FORM III: J.V. Soccer, Swimming, Freshman Baseball, French Club
Executive Committee.
FORM IV: J.V. Soccer, Swimming, French Club, Junior Alliance, U N
Club.
FORM V: Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, U.N. Club, Quaker, French Club
Junior Alliance.
FORM VI: Letter in Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, U.N. Club, Business
Manager of Quaker, French Club Executive Committee, Junior Alliance,
Senior Section Editor of Mosaic, Jolly Poets’ Club, 745 Club.
Like the song goes:
"Now I’m not bragging boy, so don’t
put me down,
But I've got the fastest little Falcon
in town . . .”
Wolfman really does have a hot Falcon,
just ask him. (Ooh! look at those moons.)
As Moses Brown’s most formidable authority
on cars, Dave quite modestly admits that
there is one thing he knows nothing about
— motorcycles. (Give him time.) Besides
his knowledge of cars, the big bad W olf is
known for his vehement dislike of gum and
his traditional long, baggy pants. When not
hanging around with the Nose at the Scott
St. pool hall, Dave can be found parked out
side a certain neighboring institution wait
ing for Linda. (Did you like the sweater,
Dave?) On the serious side, Dave has
proven himself an invaluable member of the
U.N. Club (W hat really happened at W il
mington? ) and his big foot was a tremen
dous asset to the soccer team. Good luck Dave
and keep chewing!

