Camden High School - Megunticook Yearbook (Camden, ME)

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THE MEGUNT1COOK CAMDEN, MAINE 9 THE WASHINGTON TRIP We left Camden amidst the yells and cheers of our friends and parents at about seven-thirty on the morning of Saturday, April 14. At once the boys’ bus took the lead and we were off. Our first sight of a big city was Portland. We stopped there at the train station for a rest stop, the first of so many. On the other side of Port- land we left the narrower roads of Maine and entered the turnpike, and from Portland to Washington we had four and six-lane highways most of the way. Our second big city was, of course, Boston. We hadn’t planned to go through Boston but the Greyhound Bus Line had made other plans. We had to change buses there because the ones we were on weren’t register- ed for states south of Massachusetts. The boys’ bus again took the lead which it had held thus far. In the Connecticut Valley we saw tobacco fields and sheds. There wasn’t any tobacco growing this early though. We by-passed Hartford and went through New Haven where, by going up a one-way street, we were able to lose the girls’ bus which had done pretty well in keeping up with us that far. When they were finally lo- cated, they were half way to Bridge- port, pulled up beside the road watch- ing a movie in a nearby drive-in thea- tre; just waiting for us. Being unaccustomed to long hours of confinement such as we had on the buses, when we reached Bridgeport we were dead. However, we did our best to paint the town red that night. Some of our comrades tried a test on our chaperones to see how long they could stay out after hours. By the way, Class of ’52, when you are told to get in at 11:30, it is best that you do so. Six o’clock came too soon and the desk clerk rang us on the telephone and wished us a bright good-morning. We stumbled down to a small lunch stand across the street and had break- fast. Then after getting our baggage aboard the buses we were off on our second day—Sunday. Gambling was heavy in the boys’ bus; we were try- ing to guess the time that we would cross the George Washington Bridge. The kitty was a front seat for the winner with the opportunity to take pictures of the bridge through the windshield. Orman Goodwin was the winner with Jim McGrath clicking right behind him. After crossing over into Jersey we went up onto the Pulaski Skyway, a highway in the air. From this Sky- way we could look out over Jersey City, a flat, smoky, highly industrial city. It was then that we were im- pressed by the flatness of the land: not a hill in sight on our side of the river. We stopped at the Newark Air- port for a rest stop. As our buses tra- veled down the state, we noticed that as well as an everlasting flatness to the land there weren’t any rocks in the fields and no stone walls around the fields. Underpinnings for houses and walls were made of either cement or cinder blocks, no rocks at all. It was through that same section that the buses passed through a dust storm as thick as fog. It came in heavy gusts and we couldn’t see out except in between gusts. The natives of New Jersey said that it was the first storm of that kind for a hundred years. At Pennsville, N. J., we ferried across to Newcastle, Md. It was quite windy but there was beautiful scen- ery so we didn’t mind. Baltimore was all that people have said it was with its miles and miles of apartment houses with white mar- ble steps at every front door. We got into Washington, D. C., just as the sun was setting. We drove up by the Capitol and the Congressional Library and then down the street less than three blocks to our hotel. We were rallied in the lobby and the hotel manager. Mr. Blackistone, told us to be quiet in our rooms, no visiting be- tween rooms, and then gave us our kevs. The Union Station was just across the square from us so several ate sup- per there. After supper, Mr. Pavson led us back up the street on foot to the Congressional Library where we saw the Constitution, the Magna Car-

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8 THE MEGUNTICOOK CAMDEN, MAINE Hardy to take it easy going through town and to get his muffler fixed. 2:00—Ken runs out of gas and drops “Sonny” off and heads for home. (Lincolnville.) 3:00—Bob Rowe puts away his motor tune-up kit and decides to “hit the sack.” 4 :00—Hey! This is where we came in. Hope everybody has had an excit- ing day. —Don Laliberte, ’51 NOTICE—WANT AD Attention, graduating males be- tween the ages of 16 and 60. Uncle Sam can now supply you with jobs. Good pay, board, room and opportun- ities for advancement. Skilled per- sonnel desired but others will greed- ily be accepted. Steady employment for next 4 to 6 years, or, if desired, lifetime. Generous retirement plan. Burial expenses paid including a handsome grey velvet and chrome casket. Must buy your own headstone. Must wear uniform while employed. Uncle Sam will furnish them. Your choice of color if you act quickly. Khaki, blue, or green. Excellent pay. automatically banked, taxed, with- held, drawn on, and cut down by your employer, Uncle Sam. If interested in choice of uniform color, call us at once. If not, we’ll see you later in khaki. —Jim McGrath, ’51 SENIOR PLAY CAST MILTON CHRISTIE DORIS HOPKINS PARKER LAITE HELEN PAYSON JAMES McGRATH JANE ROBBINS IRENE FITZSIMMONS KENNETH HARDY CHARLTON RYDER ROBERT ROWE NATALIE PAYSON BLANCHE LEONARD DAVID CROCKET ELEANOR LUNT ELSTON HOBBS —Helena Poland, ’51 STUDENT COUNCIL Seated: Minnie Tranquillo, Ronald Banks (Vice-President), Mr. Wood (Advisor), David Crockett (President), Alfred Darrow (Secretary), Filomena Tranquillo. Standing: Christine Plaisted, John Giffin, Halsey Murch, Parker Laite, Barbara Haynes, Alton Parker, Wilbur Baird, Milton Christie, Basil Arau.

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10 THE MEGVNT1COOK CAMDEN, MAINE ta, and other important papers. I don’t believe that any other building surpasses this one for beauty. The entire interior is murals in fabulous color. After visiting this, we were let loose on the city until 11:30. It was in the wee hours before we got to sleep. It was also in the wee hours when we arose for breakfast. At nine o’clock we visited Mrs. Margaret Chase Smith, our senator, in her office in the Senate Office Build- ing. At a little after 10:00 we left there and walked to the National Art Gallery. We went from one room to another gazing at paintings by such famous artists as Van Dyke and Ra- phael. We met at the fountain in the center of the building and then went to dinner at a government cafeteria nearby. The food was good there and the prices were low. Unknown to us at this time Chris Plaisted had been left behind in the Art Gallery. We went on into the Army Medical Center and then to the FBI building where the methods of criminal investigation were explained to us. After visiting the National Museum and Natural History Building we went back to the Smithsonian Institute. It was there that we found Chris at about four in the afternoon. She had missed her lunch and had gone there after visiting the Art Gallery. That evening we summoned enough energy to go out to dinner at the Lo- tus Club. It was Chinese-American and the dinner was delicious. They had a good three-act floor show. Again it was far into the night before the seniors of Camden High hit the sack, and yet again it was early when we rolled out. After breakfast we made the ride out to Virginia and Mount Vernon. We went all through the home of George Washington and looked into most of the smaller buildings around the olace. We saw Georere Washing- ton’s tomb and Martha Washington’s beautiful flower gardens, which were in full bloom. After Mount Vernon we rode through the Arlington National Cemetery to the Tomb of the Un- known Soldier. Here we witnessed the change of guards and then went on up to the Custis Lee mansion. From the front porch of this house we could look out over the entire city of Washington. Almost in a direct line in front of us were the Lincoln Me- morial, the Washington Monument, and the Capitol Building. We ascend- ed Washington Monument next; some by the stairs, but most by the eleva- tor. There are three pieces of granite from the State of Maine in this spire. However, we were only able to locate two of them. We walked from the Washington Monument down the street to the Bureau of Engraving where they make 10 billion dollars’ worth of paper money a day for the replacement of that now in use. The tour of the Capitol Building was very complete. It included the galleries of both houses, and just about all of the corridors there. We stood in the exact center of the building which was once the exact center of the District of Columbia. It was here that we saw the longest unobstructed hallway in the world. All of the murals were ex- plained to us with emphasis placed on the unfinished band that runs around the rotunda. Tuesday evening after supper we went to the Lincoln Memorial, the Jefferson Memorial, and then to the National Airport. That night after we had all gone to bed, Mr. Payson came into our room and started yell- ing for us to be quiet. When the house dick knocked on our door, Mr. Payson ducked through the bathroom and out the door to the other room. We let the dick in and told him that Mr. Payson was making all of the noise and that he was hiding in the bathroom. Of course he couldn’t find him so he call- ed us liars in so many words. In the morning we walked to the Supreme Court, a beautiful white marble structure with a 22-carat gold decoration on the ceiling. Today we checked out after seeing the Supreme Court. We took one last look at Washington as we departed for Gettysburg, Penna. This last look included an hour or two at the zoo and a tour through the National Cathedral. Upon arrival at Gettysburg we