Governors Academy - Milestone Yearbook (Byfield, MA)

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T H E M I L E S T O N E F l GEORGE GORDON LADDS Newburyport, Mass. Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. Classical Course Preparing for Harvard Entered School '24 Moody Kent Prize in Latin '25, '26 Moody Kent Prize in English '27 Newburyport Dummer Allies Scholar- ship '25, '26, '27, '28, '29 First Prize Milestone Short Story Con- test '27 2nd Prize, Ambrose Prize Speaking '27 lst Prize, Ambrose Prize Speaking '28 George 1 George Gordon Ladds is, like Tom Walker, one of those who lend color and atmosphere to the class of 1929. To be sure, and praise be, he does not lend the same color. George's scholarly habits and appearance are a con- stant puzzle to boys like Tom, Mex and Derb. They cannot understand for the life of them Why anyone can cherish such a passion for Latin as does George. Now one could scarcely call certain members of the class of 1929 aesthetes. We are not certain that George is-but his fondness for Horace and Pliny, his passion for old and decrepit books, indicates something very very foreign to the class in general. George is one reason why the class of 1929 can never be forgotten. If all others in the class have criminal tenden- cies, if every other member defies law and order, we feel sure that George Gordon Ladds will maintain the best traditions of the old school of real scholars. To be sure George has his weaknesses. They are part of his charm. He buries himself in book cataloguesg he spends money scandalously for musty first editions rescued from the ruins of Pompeii 3 he is invariably late to any and all school functions: and more than all these-he acquired a Ford, an ancient, anaemic, tubercular Ford which fitted into the scheme of things beautifully. George has since given the Ford up-but we feel sure that it is in his back yard where he can take Horace's latest story to read without fear of interruption. George will be a professor of Latin. Of that there can be no doubt. And he will be an anchor holding the present generation from slipping into the abyss of frivolity. 1211

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T ll E M I L E S T O N E WHITE CALDWELL WATSON, JR. Hot Springs, Arkansas Sl1e's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed: Sl'ie's a woman, therefore to be won. Classical Course Entered School in '27 Preparing for University of Arkansas Football Team '27, '28 Basketball Team '28 Baseball Team '28, '29 Cove Scholarship '28 -iur.ior Prom Committee '28 Zncl Prize, Ambrose Prize Speaking '28 Dalton Hamor Baseball Prize '28 Manager School Store '29 Q fn J 1' fwfr' I I ,, l lv 'jf' 1 ll '1 Arkie Yes sah! Arkie is a real product from south of the M. Sz D. line where the girls are belles and the men are Democrats. Probably the hardest problem that Watson had to explain was the terrific flop suffered in his native land of the Al and Joe team of 1928. Arkie's greatest contribution to the school, outside of his general dis- play of Southern chivalry and courtesy, came through the medium of an educated arm. Although the cruel New England weather wrecked havoc on that awm at times, he was able to mow down opposing batsmen with regularity and put Dummer on top in many of its baseball games. Despite a couple of dawgs that also went Republican for the first time last fall, the Hot Springs gentleman flagged all prospective backfield men who essayed to circle his end on the gridiron in a decisive manner. There are times that occur in a life time that try the souls of men. Watson seemed to have two such daily happenings-far more than his share. As the storekeeper and vendor of sweets, the combination of purchasers with poor credit and a smoky lantern that caused much trouble in identifying these gate-crashers , caused a few wrinkles to fur- row the brain of this once handsome youthg and to try to argue with Mr. Prothero that he was equipped fully to pass a Physics course, much better adapted in fact than one Smith, was the other hurdle that daily confronted him and made him view life through a blue colored lens. But all's well that ends well, and we hope to hear of our Arkie going big in the University of Arkansas next fall. IZOI

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T H E M I L E S T O N E RODMAN GEARHART Winthrop, Mass. Let down the curtain: the farce is done. Business Course Entered School in '27 Zncl Team Football '28 Hockey Team '28, '29 Tennis Squad '28, '29 Secretary and Treasurer of the Senior Class llflodfl That young man with the hyena grin is none other than the product of Winthrop, Gabby Gearhart. Possessed with a perpetual sense of humor, at times overdone, he is one of the happy-go-lucky members of the school. As the leader of the Dummer Marshland Band which did its stuff in some of the post-season football games, he was at his best as he led his musical troupe with a feather duster. In athletics he was always trying for one of the teams but had little success except in hockey where he was of help to the ice-men. Had the spirit and style-much style-but just could not seem to make the grade. As an enduman with the minstrel troupe he was up on top, and his natural desire for merriment and willingness to toss dull care to the four winds were points that made him successful with the black face men. With the minimum of time he put into his books, his continual search for a sunbeam in order to pull a joke, and his sortie with the athletes, gave him but a few hours a week to put into practical office work his major sub- ject. His big boss, Mr. Reagan, spent most of his free time trying to find him in order to help put over some big deals for the school through the medium of the Gearhart driven typewriter. Occasionally the B. B. was able to detect him wandering about his usual haunts, but most of the time he had to do the machine gun work himself. Carefree and happy, would that we had more boys of that type, especially when so many of our present generation take themselves so seriously and feel that the progress of the world depends upon their shoulders. l22l