Bar Harbor High School - Islander Yearbook (Bar Harbor, ME)

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SOPHOMORES 3 VBH BH Front Row: P. Gilcs, J. Doyle, P. Bowker, M. J. Spear, R. Conti, R. Salisbury, J. Lym- burncr, L. Miller, B. Dollivcr, J. Cormier. Second Row: M. Rodick, S. Garland, N. Alley H. Wentworth, J. Fogg, F. Ileighiton, L. Cleaves, B. Graves, V. Scott. T'hird Row: R Shclton, G. Riddell, L. MacFarland, R. Stanley, L. Doyle, F. Richardson, R. Porter Mrs. Woodworth. Fourth Row: A. Lee, L. Burch, H. Hall, G. VVood, L. McQuinn R. Abbott. JUNIORS First Row: B. Burns, E. Rinaldo, G. Jellison, J. Williams, D. Dyer, M. Moon, J. Hodg- kins, E. M, Holmes, H. Hanscom, A. Hamor. Second Row: Miss Hatch, Mr. Lewis, R. Lewis, G. Stamrroom, C. Stanley, L. Butler, J. Cleaves, A. Tripp, J. Roberts. Third Row: R. Leland, R. Sitillwcll, L. Gray, E. Gray, D. Shelton, H. Weblber, R. Brewer, W. Dunton. Fourth Row: N. Gott, D, Lambert, J. Field, E. Butler.

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5 V i WI 5:- .J we T' 'Q QR. P. EICHTH GRADE 4 A A -rm Front Row: L. Cunningham, D. Liscomlb, E. Grindle, M. Hanscom, B. Clark, J. Sfeens- tra, M. L. Conners, S. Goldthiwait, S. Paine, C. Salisbury, P. Kief, R. Hamor. Second Row: M. Hollis, Mrs. Sorensen, E. Nickels, M. Stanley, N. Webber, M. Carter, A. Nor- ton, W. Crocker, S. Wilkinson, J. Wasgatt, M. Colson, Mus. Libby, M. Sherman, J. Lin- scott, J. Young: Third Row: VV. Rodick, N. Hamilton, C. Ames, D. Hanscom, D. Lurvey, D. Barton, L. Abbott, R. Bragdon, R. Candage, T. Snell, P. Adler, G. Fletche1', M. Wentworth, D. Farrell, A. Wilkinson. Fourth Row: P. Liscomb, V. McFarland, R. Mc- Farland, P. Brown, R. Garland, J. Stewart, C. Mitchell, C. Gray, T. Hennigan, H. VVood, M. Larrabee, E. Rhodes, G. Rodick, W. Kief. FRESHMEN Front Row: T. Tait, E. Cleaves, C. MacQuinn, L. Owens, D. Cotton, H. Mitchell, C. Lurvey, M. Strout, M. L. Moran, M. Hawkes, P. Goodwin. Second Row: J. Lymburner, E. Collier, V. We'b'ber, E. Abbott, B, Seeley, M. Norwood, M. Davis, M. Leathers, B. Croxford, J. Barton, A. Clark, G. Kidder, Mrs. Sorensen. Third Row: E. Stanley, V. Gooch, C. Bartlett, C. G1'ay, D. Linscott, R. Stover, R. Robertson, D. Young, R. YVood- Worth, B. Stygles, M. Lambert, N. Graves, C. Doyle, J. Dantos, D. Abbott. Fourth Row: W. Paterson, J. Heath, W. Sitillwell, C. Mitchell, F. Ames, B. McKay, W. Robbins, L. Woodworth, J. Bousfield, P. Harding, C. Swanson, R. Gray, J. MacFarland, R. Sanborn.

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-i- 1l.l . it erar Y The literary section represents what we feel to be the most outstanding literary material produced in our school this year. We have tried to make our selections on the basis of style, interest, literary value, and appeal. In doing so we hope to give you an insight into the literary potentialities of a high school, and we hope too to please you, the reader. Fred Jellison, Literary Editor 4+ -I if -K' COOKIN' You men folks may think c0okin's fun. It ain't no fun fa me. I think cookin's the durndest thing That ever my eyes did see. First of all, there's eggs to fry. One's just bound to break Before I get it from the pan Into my fatheris plate. While I'm fryin' eggs away, ' My cake burns in the oven. My mother sends me one quick glance, So I keep right on a'pluggin'. Then duty calls me elsewhere. My fryin, .eggs burn black. I start to cough and then to choke, When someone. whatsks my back. I turn around real quick and fast. Through the fire and smoke I see Mom as plain as day. Believe me - 'tainft no joke! I have many tales of cookin', Enough to fill a book. It really ain't my fault at all, I just werenlt made a cook! - , Jeanne Cleaves, Junior THE RIVER Oozing out from hidden birthplace, Trickling down o'er rocky path, Little hint of future exploits Gives the river at its start. Tumbling with its gained momentum, Random leaping as its trait, Sparkling clean as friskly salmon, Dwellers in the liquid depths. Merging now with greater volume, Held in line by walls so firm, Bending into dancing rainbows Sunrays, prisms put to shame. Flowing smooth with clear, cool calmness Dignified, assured and strong - Quality and deep-hid power Viewed in rippling, richest blue. Hurling on oier plunging spillways Spreading froth when smashed below - Sending forth a thunidrous ballard, Shaking earth with mighty song. Savage, scramb'ling, torn asunder- Rapids formed by scraggly teeth Dashing blindly, thrashing, breathless, Striving on to nearby goal. Grasping, now at last attaining - Pulled by some unyielding hand, Wand'ring spent, begrimed and weakened. Mixing with the clutching sea. Lost, the bright and youthful vigor - Power, raw and deaf,ning, gone. Clearness, calmness, all are claimed by Ocean depths which know no bounds. -Paul Jordan