Henryville High School - Hi Lites / Memories Yearbook (Henryville, IN)

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16 WE WERE SENIORS - bent over our work, eager to learn . . . books spread about . . . moments of escape - sharpening pencils or tripping to water fountains . . . possessing a free and unburdened spirit . . . We met the challenges of life. We found happiness in attainment of goals.

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AN OPEN LETTER TO THE SENIORS OF 1972 Where do I begin to tell about a trip that will be the greatest experience of your life. I guess the beginning will do. After kissing mom and dad good-by and receiving last minute do's and don't's, mostly don't's, I was ready for a nice quiet bus ride to Pittsburgh. Little did I know that I wouldn't get any rest till I got back home. Being on a bus with your classmates for more than a week was an experience in itself, like one big family. We managed to get nine people into the bathroom at one time, just to see if we could do it. During the ride, some people played cards while others talked or watched the scenery. As for myself, I thought it was fun to see how many different people I could sit with. Our bus driver and guide were just great to put up with us, and so were our sponsors. In Pittsburgh we had a free night and could do what we wanted. Curfew was at twelve o'clock and we had to have three or more in a group wherever we went. Six of us went to see Rod McKuen and got back Five minutes after curfew. but no one missed us. When we got back into our room we were greeted with green silly string all over our beds, compliments of our roommates. The next morning was Sunday and sinee we were traveling we had services on the bus. We sang church songs and folk tunes halfway to Gettysburg. There we saw the electric map of the battle and walked through the museum. Afterwards, we toured the battlefields and then headed for Washington, D. C. That night we saw the Lincoln Memorial and a few other places of interest, but what struck our minds the most was the trash and litter. At the time of our visit, thousands of people were in Washington to protest the war. Some had taken paint and written Obscenities on the walls of 'the buildings and a few of the monuments, while others had scattered trash all over the city. This brought on quite a discussion among our group, some were asking why protest against the war when they were ruining monuments and contributing to pollution. One thing is for sure, it made us all aware of the things happening around us. Something I thought I'd never see was New York City, the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, NBC Studios, Chinatown, Greenwich Village, Radio City Music Hall and so much more. What impressed me more than anything else on the whole trip was the Broadway play, Hair. It was like watching a rehearsal because the performers were so at ease. Meme bers of the cast came out into the audience and threw daisies, I still have the one I caught. When I left, I wanted to go back and see it again. The people in New York weren't as friendly as in Washington, simply because they didn't have time. That's the big thing in New York, time. If the people weren't looking at their watches they were running or vice-versa. It made me thankful that I didn't live there, but it showed me something else far more important. I'd seen a lot of things to remember and to talk about when I got home, but not enough. It made me realize that there are many things in this world to see and many varieties of people to meet. I know that in my lifetime I won't do half the things I'd like, but I sure can try and enjoy what I do experience. Just remember to be aware of your trip and let it be the beginning of a great discovery - you and the world. 4W4'7y

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. identifiable by our own unity of spirit. We developed our own ideologies, our own culture. We took our place as members of society.