Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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A Day in My Hot Rod It was a nice sunny day on the 30th of Juno, so I decided to take my Hot Rod and visit my friond,Jim Bates,in Miami Beech, Florida. I know I would have to hurry if I in- tended to arrive there at 8:00 o’clock in tho morning and arrive back in Vermont at 12:00 o'clock that night in time for tho late show. When I got in my Hot Rod tho d-w was still on tho car seat, because it is a convertible, so I put a blanket undor mo, took a little snack (eight salmi on pumpcrnicklc sandwiches, threo eases of Hires, and two dozen bags of potato chips) in caso I got hungry. I pressed tho starter and my 550 h.p. engino started to purr. Then I was on my way, but first I had to tank up on gas. As it was a gas eater, I knew I would need around 100 dollars for gas. It was 8:30 when I started on the high- way for Florida, I was cruising along at around 150 miles'an hour until I got to a city and had to slow down a little, but the traffic was light and I made it in ? hours to Miami Beach, and I was roally gassed man; I moan gassed!? When I got to Jim's placo I had supper and we decided to go around the beach and got a look at the beautiful chicks, nr I moan sights of the city. Wo decided to go for a short swim)after about an hour of swimming I romcmbired I should have started back a half hour ago, so I said good-byo to Jim and his family and off I went. Going homo was a lot worso than coming. The traffic was vory heavy and I know if I wanted to get home by twolvo I nad to hurry, When I got outside the speed limits I stepped on it and before I knew it I was doing a cool 200 miles’an hour, and I was passing cars right and left-daddy-ol And when they saw my little Irvender and tangerine hot rod bomo they just pulled over and stooped. There was one wiso guy who thought ho wouldn't lot me by. He had a I960 Oldsmobile, I had to put it in passing gear, but when I passed him I was going so fast he itdrrt even sec mo go byu He kept looking behind him. Tho only time I had a close call was whon I passed a car- op a curvo are great big trailer truck was coming, I couldn't slow vp and go bac.c into tho lane, bccrusc a car was right bohlr-d me, so I stepped on it but my engine died right d wr. I said oc myself, Oh oh, this is iti But it was a high trail- er truck and he wont right over me I The only thing he did to tho car was to take- off my con- vertible top- and then, of course, it started to rain and roally rain. I didn't have r top to put over me, so I just kept on going on North. When I got to a nico long stretch I stopped on tho old gas Paddle, but my engine died down again, and I looked and discovered that I was out of gas, I had gone a 100 milos on an ompty gas tank. It just happened T was near

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7 i-fwni nixar a gas station, so I refilled it and I was off again. I got fifty miles farther and it was emoty again. I had it fillod again and went just twenty-fivo miles'farther and it was empty. I looked under tho car and my gasoline tank was dnag - vlng xjn the ground. Whon tho trailer wont over me ho must have had a chain dragging which hooked onto my tank, and pulled it off. I had tho gas tank fixed and fillod up again. I finally made it homo by 12:00 o'clock;and tho movio that was on was The Crazy Hell Driver”. I said to mysolf, ”Ho hasn't got any- thing» me”. 07) Gary Mossier '61 What Water Did to Me ■Juring tho month of Soptomber, 1935 it was very c’.ry and a tad time of year for fires. A fire started high up on a weed- ed mountain top and if burnin' T hard, enough would spread very rapidly over tho dry ground. I worked as a forest ranker dur- ing tho summer and was going to return home and go back to school in a wcok. So it happened on a hot and windy day. At this forest rangers' camp airplanes and all tho modern equip- ment available at that timo were used. But it cook much ski]1 to operato this oquipmont as I was to find out. Thoro woro two men who had become sick during tho hot and dry spell, I was to take their place and become operator of a piano which would carry men to tho sceno of tho firo immediately. Wnon tho fire started wo got undor way and headed for th; firo. Tho mon bailed out and I started off for tho ste.tion again to spray carbon dfoxido on the firo. I returned to the fire with the chemicals and went down low to spray tho stuff. But I guess I must have gone too low and hit a drift of wind. I lest con- trol of the piano and hoadod straight for tho firo. I cculdn t bail out because I would only land in tho firo. Tho last thing I saw was flames that surrounded mo. I woko up and found myself lying in tho chief forest ranger's house. I looked out the window and saw it raining hard. Soon I hoard voices outside the door. Tho Captain came in and said How you doing, Oldtimor?” I smiled and ho smiled back. Lucky for you that tho brook your plan hit wasn't dry or you’d bo toastod by now,” ho said in a ploasing voice. I only received minor bruises and a fow cuts. And three days later 1 was on my way homo and ready for school. John Dunton '60 Donna W. was being examined for a driver's liconso. Examiner: And what is the white lino in tho middle of the road for? Donna: Bicycles.