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

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-xc-as-zee:4GILMANee f.ee+H1C,H-:eq LeeSCHo0Leeeeese:- W1945N M M M M M J f THE GILMANAC L U U V N 4 Nl945N LEST WE FORGET The sun is setting, I know not Where, 1 But with it goes my constant prayer-- it . That God will watch over and protect . Those boys, bravely dying, lest we for3et.n V Giving their heart, body and soul, So that our freedom may onward roll Let us then not let them die in vain, But help freedom forever reign.W' . ' A Flora Manchester 1 , , 144 A, -AVICTQRY 4 ' We are proud to hail VOld Gloryu And why shouldn't we be? - For it stands for all that's right-- The symbol of the free.- . ' It stands for what we're fighting 1,In air, on land and sea. No matter what the loss may le There is always Qain. , Let our fight be strong and eager Let it not he in vain. Hay God give our leaders wisdom, A And for us Victory proclaim. J Frances Iveney 144 . . A I MISSING YOU A V Nothingfs very interesting,, .T Can't scare up a smiley He. p Lots of folks are around but still It's lonesome all the while, I The same old sun is shiningg- There are the same old things to dog But somehow things aren't quite the same-- Guess it's missing you. - Muriel Carter '44 ' '-19-:M

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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

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I KNOW AMERICA WILL SING I know America will sing, That mothers will sing because Their sons are home, That sweethearts will be happy for War is no more, But peace is forever. Sisters and brothers will sing once more For now there is something to sing for. For fields then will be - Bright and green and red with flowers, Not red with the young blood Of our finest men of america. Churchbells will toll over the world again The merchant will sell his wares again, not kncwing Or caring for a noise from the skies. June again will be June, fairest of all months, Time of earth?s fullest beauty, y Then, I know America will sing. , I Anita Walls '44 'SPHINGU I looked out of the window, it was but a while 980, And there I saw the daybreek, its clean face all aglow. , The spring has come, I know it, for I feel it in my'b1ood, For I've seen the buds a sprouting, and birds lmilling 'round as a flood. I walked about the hillside, and heard mother nature confess, That hers was a land of beauty, which God and man did bless. , A There too, I saw the mayflowers, and the crocus nod their heads. I They had just waked up from their winters sleep, and were now getting out of bod. Again the spring has conquered, again the winter lslain, I've looked about for signs of it--my searches all in vain. Winfred Joy, Jr. '44 - 2O in