Gilman High School - Gilmanac Yearbook (Northeast Harbor, ME)

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4:-u--n--u-GILMAN-n-ee-M--M-QGHIGHQSQ:-esiee-x-SCIfIOOL-n--ze-J:-ze u1943a s s a a s s s 4 THE GILMANAC a s a 4 4 s s s a1945u A SOLDIER'S LETTER fcontinuedl My dear son, I Have been so.anxious about you, as you said you haven't been receiving my letters. I donft suppose it can be helped but I hope you get this, as it would make me happy. Dear son, what I am about to write isn't easy and please when you read this be the soldier that I know .you are. Dear, death is not spoken in kind easy words, but I know it is near the time for me to leave this world and I can gladly say I am proud to have my son serving our country. Remember dear, never be afraid of what your heart says is right. - Your devoted mother Jerryfs eyes were closed. Joe looked from the letter to Jerry. There was a peaceful smile on his face as his eyes closed for Jerry knew he would be meeting his mother soon and he knew also that he hadn't failed his country. Geraldine MacKenzie '44 - JUST A DOG He is a dogg small, wiry, alert, with short stiff legs, spotted with black.. His long shabby hair fwhite but with large black blots? gives him an appearence of being fat, but when wep, he shrinks away to-a trembling. skinny bag of bones. A short bushey tail, curled up over his back, wags'ddubtfu11y every time you speak to him. If your hand is within reach, he will push his cool, wet nose into it, begging with his eyes for you to scratch his ears, or pat his back. When you get close enough, you can see that the hazy blue disks set deep in his brown worried eyes seem to give out a lurid light. He can express feelings with his ears that require all the features of a human to express. He makes them lie down in shame when anyone scolds him, or makes them stand boldly erect when anyone calls him. Q - Alertness is his outstanding quality. He is never re- laxed even when sleeping, but ready to jump at every sound or movement. When the people come near the house he hastens to challenge them with high pitched, rasping voice. Hoyt Clark '44 4 1-D -

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-3646!-49GIL1VIAN4?-35Nv65,6i-HIG-Hi-44-65-52-it-SCHOOL,-Ji-Mid? al945e e sue a e s M 1 THE GILMANAC e e s a e w M 4 419454 MY SON JIM For the tenth time since Jimmy's letter arrived less than an hour ago, Irene Jones removed her son's letter from the :envelope and read it through. It was impossible, her Jimmy married and bringing his bride home with him son his furlough. W You'll love Leila, reallv you will, mom. U Jimmy has scrawled in his distinctive writing across the paper, nonce you get to know her. Leila teaches the second grade in one of the mountain Schools, Her parents are garmers and live in a lovely little old fashioned house in Brook- 8.S, , . Irene Jones let tears come and thev splattered like raindrops on her beloved Jimmy's letter. Resentment came over her face. Her Jimmy, who had just earned his wings, and who now stood straight and tall in his uniformgr her Jimmy, most eligible bachelor in Pew- Dort, who could easily have married a firl from his own set, married to a stuffy little school teacher of the Kentuck Mountains. ' NOh, don't take it so hard, lrene,n Jim's father said, niYou knew our hov would marrv sometime. What's the difference?N H3ut just think our'Jimmf's marrying some female hillvhil1y,n she sobhed. JHe's just throwing himself away.H nNonsense, Irenen he said, growling impatient with her. uI'll welcome her even if you won't.H uYou just don't understand. Men never do. Am I supposed to accept 'any one that I've never seen?W The bickering went on for over an hour getting worse instead of better. But Jim's father was all for him, but not Irene. To her, her Jimmy was still her little bov. ' lim and his bride arrived late in the day. UMom Z Dad i U he called as he ran toward them. ULeila, this is my mother and father I know voufll love them.hoth, and I know thev'll love vou in return. The little sunnv haired hride extended her ,lean tanned 'hahd, It's so good for ron to take me in.n A tinv smile twinkled at the corners of Leila's mouth. l V I know von must he tired, children. Hhother managed a smile in her tense and hitter mind. HDinner will he readv at SSVH1iHd I'll excuse you if you prefer not to dress tonight, H 'hoping all the time that Leila would attewnt to five an exhibition of a Hillv- hillv formalitr so lor could see how trulr imoossihle she was in his rotherfs house. Qcontinued on page 221