Freeport High School - Clarion Yearbook (Freeport, ME)

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THE CLARION 23 trip doesn't kill you, Art Kendall's cooking will. Respectfully submitted: Art Kendall-chief cook and imitator. Ken Warner-chief fisherman and general organizer. Bill Dunning-staff artist and life of the party. Postscript: Any resemblance of this document to a Kraft Cheese adverisement is purely coincidental-l 4' PK Sk if Fred fried the frogs while Frank freely fed the freak. -P. W. The Pretty Princess primped in pri- vate. -G, B. Flip flung the flapping, flopping, flabby, flag onto the float with a flick and fled. -D. T. In a bleak, blustery, wintery day Blanche fell down and immediately turned black and blue. -B. C. From Freeport the freedom friends frequently frightened from freaks from franks.. -D. S. The bright boy, basking beneath a banana bush, busily baked a big brown bun in a broken bucket bal- anccd over a burst bunsen burner -A. K. The above sentences were composed hv the juniors for the purpose of prac- tice in enunciation for Prize Speaking. ik if 41 PK FOR OUR COUNTRY What are we fighting for? We are ifghting for what many boys have giv- cn their lives for: freedom, liberty, and lasting peace for the entire world. Since Pearl Harbor, boys have been leaving their homes and loved ones to protect our country and all the good things they believe in. They have been fighting in foreign countries and is- lands and places that many of them have never heard of before. We at home must do our best to help the war effort and bring peace to the world as soon as possible. There is much to do and we can help by buy- ing as many bonds as we can. We want our country andthe .other countries of the world to have a peace that will last after this war, a safe and free country for our children and the generations after them, so they will not have to go to war in the years to come. Our late president, Franklin Dela- no Roosevelt, gave his efforts and his life in helping fight for the things we love, and for the peace to come. He served his country for over twelve years. Though practically a cripple, he gave his best for the United States of America. We now have a new presi- dent, Harry S. Truman, and we should stand back of him and all work hard for Victory. Let's all hope and pray that it will come soon so that we may have our loved ones home once more with us. AJC '45 SF HF 41 To Those Who Would Have Gradua- ted: It isn't fair to have this issue of the Clarion published without mentioning those who would be graduating if they had not heard their country's call to arms and are now fighting for Uncle Sam in all corners of the world. They gave up their schooling so we back here could live in peace and keep on with the duties at F. H. S.. It would be hard to imagine what those boys have gone through. Boys, as young as they, giving up all the

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22 THE CLARION 9:30-10:15 Prepared to go cusk fishing. 10:15 We set out for Frye's Island. 10:45 Arrived at tip of Frye's Is- land. We chopped seven holes in the ice and set out our lines. Ken pulled in the first cusk, screaming with de- light. We got eight cusk in three hours. The biggest was 22 inches and 3 112 pounds. 2:00 Tired of pulling in cusk, we decided to go to Camp Cove pickerel fishing. After a 4 mile hike we chop- ped 3 holes in the ice and set out lines, but had no luck, resolved to stick to cusk fishing. Cusk are better than pickerel anyway. 6:20 Back at camp with 8 cusk, no pickerel. 6:30 Art prepared supper, cusk chowder and cheese. 7:00-8:40 Warner and Kendall cleaned cusk, while Dunning went to lug water. Dunning claimed he was followed by a bear. 9:35 Retired. February 22, 1945 8:45 Awoke to the sound of rain beating on the roof. Breakfast prepar- ed by our Waldorf Chef Art Kendall. fried eggs, hot dogs, coffee, cheese. 9:30 Packed our fishing lines and bait, pouring cats and dogs. The mer- cury stood at a miraculous 39 degrees. 12:30 Trudged to Frye's Island in pouring rain. CWhy not, we were ex- pendablej or foolish? ? 1:00 Reached our destination and set out 10 lines. Art started fire in an emergency shelter fhouse about size of Smelting shantyj We were reward- ed with a catch of 5 cusk, and drench- ed to the skin. The slush and water 6 inches deep on the lake. 5:30 Back at camp we proceeded to dry our clothes and soaked belong- ings. 6:00 Supper thrown together by Art Kendall, fried eggs, fried hot dogs, fried spam, fried onions, cocoa, cheese, orangeade. Our food sup- ply had dimished so we were forced to return to the civilized world. 7:00-9:00 We all pitched in and cleaned up and washed dishes. Ken cleaned 5 cusk. One of the cusk was the biggest yet caught, 26 inches and 4 pounds pulled in by our cook, Art Kendall. 9:00 We retired for the night- the last night of this wonderful seclu- sion and peace of Sebago Lake. Our total catch of cusk for this trip was 17, shared equally among us with no arguments. C2 black eyes, 3 bruises dealt out by A. Kendallj . Feb. 23, 1945. 8:20 Warner roused the mob grumbling to go home. 8:30 After locking camp, We started for South Casco, a small town 5 1l2 miles from the camp. This is where we got the bus for Portland. 10:20 Arrived at South Casco and just in time. The bus came in two min- utes. 10:22 The bus screeched to a halt on the icy road to pick up what look- ed like the half dead survivors of an arctic expedition, and we left th-e pleasant little community of South Casco, Goodbye Sebago!!! 12:30 Freeport welcomed us with a band at the station. fShanty Town Triol Note to Reader: A trip of this sort is guaranteed to cure ailments of anyukind. If the

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24 p THE CLARION conveniences America has to offer them for a fox hole in the South Paci- fic. Ask them what they are fighting for, they would mention a number of different things but all for the same great cause. So to Leslie Robertson and George Thompson, our gallant Marines, Bur- ton Merryman, Clarence Libby and Neal Day, the boys in Khaki, Frank Cogswell, Phillip Willett, the Navy gobs and William Doughty, Victor De- Bree, our fighting Merchant Marine, We the class of '45 salute you. Our only regret is that you won't be there to receive your diplomas along with your classmates. You are working and fighting for a much larger goal than we and so once again we salute you, you who would have graduated with us but put your country first. We're proud of you, everyone. -HD '45 PF Pk DF 214 A PRISONER'S SONG I sit alone in the darkness of these Cold barracks somewhere in Germany. I think of my past and my family and friends. My life was carefree and happy Until the dark cloud of war came And I was called to serve my country. We fought, we of the 160th Infantry, In the dead of winter, on the Cold soil of Belgium, for many an endless night, Then came the end, we shall fight 'Til the end came to plea. My comrades were killed and wound- ed, But myself and others were Marched to these cold barracks, And left to starve. Now it is still, though cold and hungry, I think of home, I have prayed and will continue to Pray until I return and America Is again forever free. Marilyn Brown '47 For Sgt. Kenneth Brown, Prisoner oi War No. 24189, Germany. IK 41 FF lk WE'VE A JOB TO DO In the vast Pacific Upon an island small, Lives a band of yellow men We'll fight 'till they all fall. They attacked Pearl Harbor Those dirty little Japsg We'll fight until their land Is wiped right off the maps. They took the Philippines And other islands nearg Now McArthur has returned- Those islands he will clear. A hero named Doolittle Bombed Tokyo, it's trueg It was the mighty Mitchells That he and his men flew. If the .Iaps should lick us, It wouldn't be much fun: So let us all buy War Bonds And keep them on the run. R.H.'46 seams: OUR RANKS The ranking system here is new This year, and often we demand To know what to do To make it what we planned. Every nine weeks We have to see What they tell us about our work. Is it as good as it could be? Or, was it our duty, we did shirk?