Tower Hill School - Evergreen Yearbook (Wilmington, DE)

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The Tower Cljial I have been going to Tower Hill School for the last ten years. Off and on I have had the ambition to go to boarding school: but every year when I get back to T. H., I am glad I didn't go away. I have always gone out for all the athletics I could. Swimming has always been among my favorite sports. I had a great deal of swimming this summer. Football is my favorite sport. I have had quite a few hobbies during my time. Two years ago, I had built in my room a chemical laboratory. It is now all packed away in boxes, while I am waiting for a chance to build a room in the cellar where I can once more erect my laboratory. Last year I started building model airplanes, which require much time and patience, and I am still building them. Also two friends and I started a serpentarium, with a large supply and variety of snakes. I have always collect- ed stamps-it is a family hobby-and now the family has quite a collection. I have enjoyed these various hobbies, but I have lacked the ability to stick to one hobby and continue at it strongly. if 'JK' it 'JK Before my fourteenth birthday it was really very funny, for whenever Mother thought I ought to go to bed or something like that she would say, You're just a little girl 13 years old. The very idea of you op- posing your Will against mine and staying up this late on a school night. But it's very often the other way around, for sometimes she would say, You're a big girl 14 years old. The very idea of you leaving your room in such a mess! I really couldn't quite make up my mind as to whether I was big or little, but I do know that I'm in the ninth grade and I am enjoying improving my mind, as you might say. me in if as I have had quite an assortment of pets off and on, in all my 13 years, including an alligator, a flying squirrel, some baby rabbits, a baby red squirrel and a Russian wolfhound. These are the ones I remember clearly and of this group I like the baby rabbits and the red squirrel best. One Easter I was out riding and when I got home my brother told me that the Easter rabbit had left something for me. I went around to the side of the house and there, in a nest in the lawn, were four baby rabbits. We took them in and fed them with a medicine dropper. The red squirrel that my brother had brought home from college was only about two weeks old. He had fallen out of a tree and hurt his leg. I fed him out of the medicine dropper, and when he was sick, I gave him cod liver oil. We kept him for nearly six weeks before he died. Several years ago I went to New York to meet my brother when he arrived home from the Jamboree that had met that summer in Birkenhead, near Liverpool, England. It was my first trip to New York and I was quite ex- cited at going to the big city I had heard so much about. On the way up on the train I got my first view of the Statue of Liberty and later when we were crossing the Hudson I saw the fireboats and skyscrapers of New York. Then we went out on the pier to wait for the tugs to bring the boat up the river and dock it. When she was docked they made us go back of the customs so there would be less disturbance. When the scouts came off the pier they were surrounded by their families but I don't think any of them were as glad to see their brothers as I was. it -15 H6 -If When I was eleven or twelve our family took a wonderful trip across the continent to the Pacific Coast and into Canada. We stop- ped for two weeks in Los Angeles. While we azz

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I don't believe that I shall ever forget the dress I received for my fourth birthday. It was my first colored dress, a pale blue. I had a little hat to match. On my birthday Mother dressed me in it and put me on the table while she dressed to take me for a walk. Lying on the table beside me was a pair of scissors. I quickly pulled off my hat and dress and began work. By the time mother came to get me all that was left were small pieces about the size of a dollar. Not long after this episode we had the dining room pa- pered. My father was coming home that night and it was to be a surprise. The sur- prise came to mother when she came in the room and found me licking a hole about three inches long through the wall paper. -I -JF -Ili -BK- I was around the age of five when our family took a motor trip up to Canada in an old Ford, a swanky model at that time, the kind that is about a mile from the ground. We had many experiences on that trip both pleasant and unpleasant. One not such a pleasant happening, but one which I thought was terribly funny was the time we decided not to stop and eat, but have a picnic lunch. We bought quite a few things, among which were some chocolate cookies and a jar of olives. Later we found that that combina- tion didn't rest well in one's stomach. We were sailing along at the rate of twen- ty-five miles an hour when my sister com- plained of not feeling any too well. I start- ed to laugh. Soon daddy said he was a little car sick and wanted to stop. At this I burst out roaring. We hadn't gone very much fur- ther till I began to realize that something was wrong with me. As it turned out I was worse affected than the rest of them. -1- 'I' I' Al' -Q21 Tower c.7'fill 5611001 At the end of the camp season they had a mock trial where I was tried for the supposed offence of having pushed our swimming in- structor, who weighed a couple of hundred pounds, into the water. I was innocent of the whole game as well as the crime. When they began to question me in severe tones I stood it as long as my seven years would al- low and then burst into tears, to the great confusion of the entertainment. However, that was not the end of the affair, because I have been teased about it ever since. About that time I wrote a composition about The Life of Rocky Mountain Goats. I must have seen one of the senior composi- tions and been greatly impressed with its length, anyway, I thought it would be nice to have mine at least two pages long. To my dismay I soon exhausted my subject, so I be- gan to repeat, and this is how it went, The Rocky Mountain Goat eat lots of grass and lots of water, and lots and lots of grass and lots and lots of water, and lots and lots and lots of grass and lots and lots and lots of Water, and so forth, increasing on the grass and Water until I had got to the bottom of the page. I had fulfilled my desire, I was sat- isfiedg nevertheless, I think I have learned, in my later years, to think of more than just my desire. Q 5 -X' -I- The first day I ever went to school I got there before most of the other boys and girls. I was playing with a small broom when a large crowd of pupils arrived. As they came in the door, I rushed at them with the broom held like a lance. The broom hit one of them in the face. This was a poor beginning, but I soon became friends with the crowd. ii 'Ill' -If -I-

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were in Los Angeles we went to Hollywood and watched a movie being made at the Pathe Studio. It was a very interesting thing to see. We went down to San Diego from Los Angeles. Most of the Navy ships that are on the Pacific, anchor at San Diego and I remem- ber the fun I had waving to the sailors from the dining room windows of the hotel. We took a drive down into Mexico, as soon as you pass the border you notice a great dif- ference. Mexico seemed to be awfully dirty, at least that was the impression I got from the Mexican city I was in. We went to Agua Caliente, a famous racing resort in Mexico. The hotel there was extremely beautiful. I don't remember much about San Francisco except that the streets are very steep and hilly and that it was bitterly cold. We went to Portland and Seattle and then up to Cana- da. I think Canada is a beautiful country. There are no ugly billboards posted along the roads to spoil the scenery as there are in the United States. There are no words wonder- ful enough to express the grandeur of the Canadian Rockies. Lake Louise is the most beautiful place I have ever been. It is a love- ly blue lake surrounded by glaciers. Many orange and yellow poppies are growing on the hotel terrace leading down to the lake. One can imagine how beautiful it must be. From Lake Louise we went to Banff. Banff is nothing compared with Lake Louise in beauty. After going a few more places we returned home by way of Niagara Falls. OE 'X' 'F K In spring vacation Mother took my two brothers and me to Florida. A friend of Mother's went along, accompanied by her daughter. CH-, my older brother, was vital- ly interested in the girl.J Mother was forced to laugh at our behavior in the dining room. H- would have liked us to enter in the zap- Tower 7'fi1lSCh00l proper fashion, ladies first, then the gentle- men. Not so this party! The young lady went in first, and then B. -and I, not having reached the dignified age, rushed uncere- moniously in to gain the coveted seats by the young lady. I have had many experiences on my Uncle's farm. About five or six years ago B- and I weren't such good riders, as you can well imagine. One cold, snowy day we were riding a very old horse from the stable to the house without a saddle. As we drew near the farm house everyone started to laugh. We also started to laugh, rocking in our mirth. Soon, clutching each other fran- tically, we tumbled in to a drift, cold, wet, but fthank heavensj very, very, soft. GE -16 BE X- In the summer I go to Ocean City, New Jersey, which to me has no match. I have been to camps in New Hampshire and in Maryland, but the ocean has a charm. I love to ride in on the waves at a breakneck speed, twisting and turning to keep on top, and when you get on top of a wave that is just about to break, you begin to wonder what will happen when it breaks, but usually you can straighten out after it breaks and coast on into the shore. Then of course when a bigger wave comes you can dive through it and then it is fun to turn around as you come up and watch the other people get spill- ed. Also if you know how to swim you can go out past the breakers and tread water, bobbing up and down with the waves as you do so. But of course the waves are not al- ways this big, in fact they are only that big at high tide when you can always find people who are afraid of waves. But the ocean is very kind in considering them also and de- votes half of its time to pleasing them, at low tide. When they can't find any waves to fuss about, then most of them are satisfied