Atlantic Highlands High School - Atrecall Yearbook (Atlantic Highlands, NJ)

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Wa hington Trip On the morning of May 6, 1953, 'the Senior Class of Atlantic Highlands H.S. was just beginning one of the most exciting and newest adventures that any of us had ever undertaken--our Washington Trip. With suitcases and cameras, we piled into the bus which was ready to leave at the early hour of 7:00 A.M. When we all had our seats and were comfortably adjusted, we settled back to relax for the long journey which was about to begin. After traveling for 455 hours we finally reached the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, Maryland. Here we were to be taken on a tour of the buildings and grounds, and later we were to see the Midshipman Dress-Parade held every Wednesday afternoon at 3:15 on Worden Field. The first place we toured was MacDonough Hall, the gymnasium. Then we went on the other side to Dahlgren Hall, the armory. One of the newest and largest buildings is Bancroft Hall, where the midshipmen live. That afternoon, we saw one of the most impressive exhibitions of the day, the Midshipman's Dress Parade. At 5:45 that evening we entered our new home for the next few days, the Willard Hotel in Washing- ton D.C. This is one of the largest hotels in all of Washington. We had excellent service, cuisine, and the best of accommodations. At 6:30, famished, we entered the dining room of the hotel where we indulged in a delicious chicken dinner. After dinner we boarded the bus and went to visit the Library of Congress and the Lincoln Memorial. We walked on the beautiful grounds to the Library of Congress--an impressive marble build- ing. three stories high, surrounded by gardens with broad stretches of grass and trees. We entered the Central Stair Hall, a magnificent structure of polished marble. On each side of us there were lofty, rounded columns with elaborate capitals of Corinthian design. The lofty arches rose above exquisitely decorated marble rosettes, palm leaves, and foliated designs of wonderful delicacy. We then climbed the low, broad, stairway slowly pausing now and then to admire one or the other of the carved figures in its alcoves. ln the entrance pavilion above, we saw a wonderful series of paint- ings. We then went upstairs where we saw the Declaration of Independence, Constitution, and many more documents so valuable to our American Heritage. The next morning we were awakened by our advisors much against our own volition. At 8:00 after eating a hearty breakfast, we again boarded the bus for a visit to the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, Washing- ton Monument, White House and Pan American Building.

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destroyed art, the only outlet for a man's artistic nature must be in bonnets at one hundred dollars per, and there will be money in it at that, for the smaller the bonnet and the bigger the price the more crazy women there will be to buy them. Mary Ellen Kozak has become a top flight model in the circle of fashion. Patricia Doucha will become an architect, and will design a tabernacle which will be the eighth wonder of the modern world. O, come now, I said, all out of patience, you are getting crazy again--a woman architect? Certainly, the creature answered sharply, no man could do it. Menus visions are too narrow. It will need a woman's breadth of thought, her airy visions, etc. I will concede the point, I answered gruffly. Go ong who next? Robert Duncan will run a large steam laundry in Chicago. A washerwoman, with all his talents! I groaned. This is too much! It needs talents to run a laundry, and this will be a model one. nothing will ever be lost there, not even the string to a night-cap, and nothing will ever be torn, not even the finest lace lingerie. and 'nothing will ever be starchcd that shouldn't be starched, and everything will be starched that ought to be. Joanne Borsky is now the featured singer with Tommy Dor- sey's famed band. Nancy'Atlee has her own school of Stenography. She achieved a gold medal for the world's speed record in Stenography. Among the house wives we find, Alice Augustine, Dorothy Boyce, Thelma Cass, Helen Kampfand Evelyn Leonard. Robert Letts will run a large steam laundry in Philadelphia. Why Philadelphia? I asked gruffly. Because, was the quick reply, it is said to be the cleanest city in the world and they must need a lot of soap. I looked at him a moment as I said, lt used to be so considered, but I think you have not been there lately. He did not stop to argue the question with me, but doubtless, thinking of that other engagement, he went on rapidly. Among the prosperous business men are, Richard Wahlers, James White, Maynard Reed, Thomas Maffia and Richard Malone. Robert Ledergerber has become the sheik or Hollywood. Barbara Stryker has been chosen 1960's Mrs. America. Nancy Marek now is writing her own movie column for a leading New York newspaper. I see Robert Leonard in the bright California sunshine. He is picking oranges: so, of course, he is the happy owner of a California ranch. Peter Dender has seven cars--one for each day in the week. Peter Hartcorn is now a famous disc jockey who is slowly replacing our own Martin Bloc. A dainty lady of society, envied and flattered by all, the queen of every gathering, the belle of every ballr-Joan Richards. A second Melba--greatest opera singer of the day will be Mary Jane Martin. John Manigrasso will be an eminent physician at the head of a prominent hospital, in some one of our largest cities. Thomas Maffia will be an author, a novelist of exceeding genius, while David Hull will be a talented musician and thrill the world with his harmony. Delores McGowan will travel a great deal, and explore other countries, having many exciting adventures and escapades. Robert Larsen will be the proprietor of a curio shop in some fantastic part of the world, and sell old chromos to the natives for immense sums of money. Joy Mazzacco finds herself very much in love with somebody or other at sometime or other in her life, and may even be tempted to think about getting mar- ried. Sandra Maskrey will be a girl of the plains-- a pioneer of distant wildness and vastness,--riding barebacked over the broad spaces. Amy Schloeder a fair lady. disappointed in some love affair, has be- come a 'nun and devotes her life to going about doing good to all the world. Yvonne Pinero will some day be exceedingly wealthy--one of the money queens of the world. She will be one of gentle disposition, but of a very stout figure, and a voice which appears to start very deep down in the body. Evelyn Leonard will be a railroad president. She will hunt up atruly domestic man for her mate and they will live in everlasting bliss. O, you mix me up so dreadfullyg I think I could have done better myself. But, now, how about my good fortune? Alas, that is too sad to relate, the creature said with a wink and a grimace, and in another mom- ent I was alone in the twilight.

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Rs we drove along Pennsylvania Avenue, we looked up the side streets only to see many trees, and more trees. On every side of us there was a picture--a picture of tranquility, of beauty and of prosperity--rare combinations in the national capital of a large country. We passed the Treasury Building and saw, set in a noble park, the home of the presi- dent, known to everyone as the White House. Washing- ton himself selected the place for the White House and laid the cornerstone in 1792, and lived to see the building completed. Although many of the public buildings in Washington are of gleaming marble, the White House is built of gray Virginia sandstone, paint- ed white. The mansion in its spacious green park has a dignified graceful beauty, probably unsurpassed by any other residence in the world. As we made our way through a long colonnade which led to the basement corridor, we observed the portraits of many of the mistresses of the mansion. Ascending theibroad stairway, we reache'd the center hall, from which we were allowed to enter the great East Room, where the formal receptions are held. With special permission we then had the guide take us into the Blue Room, with its hanging of blue silk and the clock sent to Lafayette by the great Napoleon. which was presented to Washington. The private rooms of the president's family were not shown. After leaving the Executive Mansion, we entered the bus which then took us to the Washington Monu- sf ment. Suddenly through the trees, we caught our first glimpse of the Monument. Most of us had decided at the last moment to take the elevator up. When we left the elevator and stepped out on a platform, we were overwhelmed at the bird's eye-view that we received from this collossal structure. Everything seemed so fairy-tale like. Here we saw the White House, Smithsonian Institute, the white gleaming dome of the Capitol, and far beyond, the beautiful Lincoln Memorial with the flowing waters of the Potomac River, while to the west were the wooded slopes -of peaceful Arlington, where lies the Field of the Dead, containing the bodies of many who gave their lives for their country on the battlefield. The tomb of the Unknown Soldier is also located here. Here too, is the burial place of Major L'Enfant who planned the city. As we moved toward the platform, a few of us decided to take the long way down. As we walked down the 898 steps, it felt as if we were being enclosed in a smaller and smaller place, until finally, without realizing, we were at the bottom and again seeing the faces so familiar to us all. That afternoon we took a trip to nearby Virginia, where we visited the home and burial place of George Washington. Overlooking the Potomac River stands a simple home built of wood, two stories high. A high piazza runs along the whole front of the house, which has six rooms of moderate size on the ground floor containing many objects of historical interest, 7 iiiit A f Q ,c,,t ' at t My ,,.,,,. rzi. 5 .-sfdgjgsffggfi 1.., .V 1 A-, Mn- , l.'i l S' ' if ..., is new ' -,yi Sitting, left to right: James Kehoe. Richard Snyder, Arthur Siegfried, Karl Van Brunt, Michael Cinkosky, Edwin Custer, Thomas Dobson, Morton Joy, Peter Guzzi, Donald Bradshaw, Henry Feste, Sebastian Muratore, Charles Anthony. Standing: Shirley Andrews, Marlene Barber Virginia Spicer, Jane Kugelman, Carolyn Gehlhaus, Lois 'v1uir, Carlene Petersen, Alida