Kingfield High School - Abram Breeze Yearbook (Kingfield, ME)

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20 THE ABRAM BREEZE brother and I had 'jacks' like yours. I tipped mine over to one side too far and the candle fell out on my arm. This scar is what I got to pay for my experience.' 'How old were you?' 'About your age.' - 'What can I put in my jack-o-lantern instead of a candle?' 'You could use your father's flash- light.' . Jerry used a flashlight to light his lantern and didn't get a scar. Leone Chadbourne '54 JANGLE JANGLE 'Jangle! Ianglel' Nothing but si- lence from the occupants of the bed- room. 'Iangle! Iangle!' Then a faint groaning sound followed by another 'langlef' 'For Heaven's sake, answer that telephone.' ' 'But. Dear, it isn't the telephone. It's the alarm clock.' 'Well, shut it off then. It can't be time to get up.' A 'But it is time to get up,' says a feminine voice. A muffled sound fol- lows. Then again thevfeminine voice pleads,'Dear, please get up or you will be late for work again.' A blaring voice finishes this com- mercial:'Is this the way you feel in the morning? Does your wife have to nag you into getting up in the morn- ing? If so, you,should take Dr. Xa- vier's Heel-e-SmoothNitamins! Then you will feel Heel-e-Smooth again! Guaranteed to work in all ways! This is Station Q.B.C. broadcasting Monday through Friday.' Virginia Trask '52 TOURNAMENTS February 9, 1951, marked the begin- ning of the annual Franklin County Basketball Tournament. Most people think that the purpose of the tourna- ment is to choose the best team in the county by matching the teams, and the successful ones playing off the following days until the winners are determined. If that is the main purpose, there are others that are very valuable to the schools that are concerned. Let us consider first of all the finan- cial a gle. It costs a small school a lot of money to play basketball. Expenses for equipment, trans- portation and above all for referees for home games may be more than the income from spectators at the home games. In the past that difference has often been turned into a profit by our school's share of the profits from the tournament. Even if that were not so, there are still important reasons for partici- pating in tournaments from the view- point of the student. Members on the on the team come to appreciate even more than before the great importance of teamwork. They must work together for the good of all. They have to remain cool-headed in the midst of a wildly excited crowd and in the face of the toughest opposition. Players a d student spectators alike have the opportunity to meet a d visit schools a d people that they would not other- wise know. And in a world such as ours today it is important that an individual know about people outside of his own little community, even if those people are only from another similar community within his own state. With this knowledge he is more ready to meet and accept people still further from his own little circle. In addition to this, think of the free advertising a school and a town get from a team that is successful, especially in the larger state tournaments. If your team gets near the top, no longer do you have to meet the vacant stares of people who say: Kingfield? Where's that? Even if you don't succeed in climbing to. or near to, the top, you still have had a thrilling experience. And you may be able to say: Sure, we lost. But to whom? They went on right to the top. They're the best there is. And all will agree that it is no disgrace to to lose to a superior team. Robert Niemi '51

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LITERATURE DON'T THROW THAT AWAY The other day I was up in the attic chamber looking for a piece of wood for a model airplane. As I crawled over the accumulated debris,I thought to myself,'Why in the world do we save all this junk anyway?' I climbed over an ancient butter churn: then, my eyes rested on an old radio. It was all battered and scratched: and when I looked into the back of it, I found that most of the tubes were gone. I continued on my way, passing a rack of old clothes and two broken rocking chairs. I tripped over an electric light cord from a floor lamp which had been replaced by a more modern one and sprawled over numerous cardboard boxes, saved because they were just right to fit something or other. Resuming my zig-zag course through articles of no apparent or conceiv- able value, I finally reached the corner where I thought I had put the stick of wood I needed, After peering around in this dark corner for sev- eral minutes I spotted the end of the board protruding from beneath a mas- sive pile of old magazines. In pull- ing out the board the only harm I did to knock an old alarm clock from was its reclining place on the papers to the floor. ' All this time I had been muttering to myself and resolving to tell the other responsible members of my fam- ily not to put any more junk in that chamber when it really belonged on the dump. Then I thought: This wood --and those broken tools amd trinkets in the opposite corner -- I brought those things and many others up here! It was then that I realized that I was as guilty as the rest. The practice of carting everything unusable to the attic and forgetting it seems to be a common human trait. Perhaps the reason for this is that people have learned by experience that after they dump some things, often the next objects they need are the things thus disposed of. There- fore everything eventually winds up in the attic. Malcolm Knapp '52 . MY FIRST AIRPLANE RIDE We were over to Phillips one Sunday afternoon talking to some friends near Dick Haymond's airfield. My father wanted to go up and my brother did too. I said I would like to my- self. We went down to the airport. Mr. Raymond was just putting the plane in the hangar, but he said he would take us up if we wanted to go. We told him that we did. My brother got in and so did I7 however I didn't like it in there so I got out. My father got in and they took off. I never did get an airplane ride. John Edgerly '54 A JACK-O-LANTERN EXPERIENCE One night in late October a little elderly Child named Jerry and his grandfather were sitting in the liv- ing room of Ierry's home. It was very quiet except for the fire in the fireplace until Jerry asked, 'Grand- pa, will you help me make a jack- o-la tern for Halloween?' 'Yes,' 'we will answered the grandfather, make it tomorrow night on the bank of the stream.' 'Thank you, Grandpa.' The next night the elderly man and the child sat on the bank of the stream making the jack-o-lantern. Jerry asked,'Why do you cut the top of the pumpkin off?' 'So you can clean it out and make the eyes, nose and mouth easier.' After the 'jack' was finished, Jerry found a candle to put into the clean pumpkin. The grandfather did not put it in the pumpkin and Jerry was sur- prised. He made the request.'Grandpa, why don't you put the candle into my jack-o-lantern?' The elderly man pulled up his shirt sleeve and said, 'Son, you have seen this scar before, but I never told you how I got it. It was years ago when my

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THE ABRAM BREEZE 21 PEACE? we have just fought a major war. A war in which our soldiers, sailors, amd marines fought on the icy shores of the Aleutians, across the blinding deserts of Africa and amid the steam- ing jungles of the Pacific Islands. We know briefly of the three major operations in which American forces participated - namely, the driving of the German and Italian armies out of norther Africa, the recovery of the Pacific Islands from their Japanese conquerors, and the final drive of the Allies across northern France and the Rhine, which brought the downfall of Hitler's Reich. we know that the efforts of the Allies in conferences planning the cooperation necessary for victory in the war and for harmony in the peace that was to follow were great. Most of us know the origin and structure of the United Nations Organizations and the measures which our qovernment has taken and will continue to take to help the im- poverished and undeveloped countries. Into our history has been recorded the most amazing discovery of the ages in the production of atomic energy, with its awful threat of total destruction or its benefits to mankind, if used for peaceful pur- poses. And now everyone can see the rift between the Western Democracies and the Communist governments as it constantly widens. Now the United States and the Soviet Union stand facing each other in an attitude of mutual suspicion which threatens to surplant the noble idea of One World of United Nations by a world divided into two hostile blocks of nations with the western democracies under the leadership of the United States, and the group of Communist states dominated by the Soviet Union and Stalin. Already there is open, if undeclared, warfare between the two groups in the armies of the United Nations opposing the open aggression of the Communistic forces of Northern Korea and China. Is there no way a global war can be averted and peace can be realized for that vast majority that is weary of war? Is there no alternative butwar if we are to preserve those rights and' freedoms that are so dear to the hearts of all freedom loving peoples? Is war which in itself may bring total destruction our only hope? Virginia Trask '52 SORRY. WRONG NUMBER It was seven o'clock one Sunday morning in mid-summer. The Blands were still sleeping because of the late hours kept the night before. At approximately seven-thirty there was a loud ring that broke the silence. The telephone! It rang once, twice, then a third time. Finally there was a stir from one of the bedrooms. At last maybe one of those sleepy heads will answer that thing and keep it quiet. Alas! All they did was to turn over, the husbamd saying, 'Answer the phone, Dear: I'm asleep.' Another silence except for the still ringing telephone. Now we hear a second voice, that of the wife. 'Hon, would you mind getting up to see if the baby is all right?' The husband, 'Sure, Dear.' 'And please answer the telephone now that you are up: it's keeping me awake.' With a growl the husband, having forgotten his slippers, clomped down- stairs in his bare feet. With a bang he lifts the receiver off the hook and shouts into the mouth piece, 'Hellol' There is a short wait: then the operator says, 'Sorry. Wrong num- ber.' Gloria Dyer '52 HOLIDAYS, THEN AND NOW The name 'holiday' is derived from 'Holy Day'. It is a time when people leave their work to celebrate a cer- tain historical event or to commem- orate a date of religious signifi- cance. Back in the days when most of our holidays were created people cel- ebrated holidays by making speeches and thinking about or worshiping the