Union High School - Reflector Yearbook (Union, ME)

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The Literary Department THE SPEEDSTER jimmy 'fluniorn Peterson walked slowly and sadly up the walk to his mother's boarding house. It was a sad day for junior. He had just got another ticket for speeding. At the supper table that night junior told his mother. One of the guests, jim Dawson, said You know, I used to just like you junior. I had a good car and took advantage of its speed. One night I was coming home from a dance. I was happy, had had a good time and was racing with a friend. The car went through the guard rail and into a tree. I woke up in the hospital. It was a sad day for O! me. What happened then? asked junior. I died, replied jim. Royce Butler Class of '53. YOUTH We all go to the movies, and give one particular movie star a great build-up. The object of my build-up was Bluster Flight. When I learned the movie, The Great Lover , was to be filmed in Finalhaven and he was in it, I simply had to see this luscious hunk of man. After considerable round-about hinting Iwas able to arrange a boat trip to Finalhaven where I could spend a day gazing at him. It was a beautiful mid-summer day, the main street was littered with wires, sound and camera trucks, and people. The sun was hot and Iwas bored with this procedure. I looked up and down the street carefully to make sure Ihadn't missed my dream man. Suddenly, across the street a barber shop door opened and out came the unmistakable one. My throat got dry and my toes tingled for he was but twenty feet away from me. I just couldn't take my eyes from him. Within a matter of minutes I began to realize he was a very ordinary appearing man. He had on rather untidy fishermen clothes with a blue knit cap. He was flat- footed, round-shouldered, loud-mouthed, swagger-ing, and thoroughly unattractive. About this time I realized that I knew dozens of more attractive boys and men and would from now on attach my interests to real live dolls. My illusions of youth were thus shattered. Sandra Richards 53 19

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MORE THAN YOU KNOW . ........ . I WISH I COULD TELL YOU . . . GOTTA BE THIS OR THAT . . . NOCANDO........ I DON'T STAND A GHOST OF A CHANCE . . IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN . . GOTTA MAKE UP FOR LOST TINIE . . . I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME .... . . ONE MEAT BALL ..... BLUE SKIES ......... YOU 'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY LIFE GETS TEEJUS DON'T IT lT'S TOO SOON TO KNOW . NOW HE TELLS ME . . TWO LOVES HAVE I . . DON'T BLAME ME .... MY FUTURE JUST PASSED . MUSIC DOUBLE TALK Physics Class Ed Cramer French Translation Faye Robbins True or False Test Leroy Boynton Algebra Test Grace Calderwood Chemistry Class Doris Hannan Yesterday's Assignment Buster Knight Review Week joe Luce After Basketball Practice Paul Leonard A Hot Dog From the Seniors Dick Goff Everything's okay Gerald Torrey Shorthand Class Dorothy Ripley I knew my History Eddie Mountainland After being told to stay after Lloyd Esancy - How you made out in the test Neil I-Iilt school The answer to the question on the test Gordon Grinnell Vacations and Noon Hours Sandra Morine For whispering Keith Burns Neil went by the window Sandra Richards

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T HE LEGENDARY BUCK lt was a day we have never forgot, When we saw that Buck in back of jim Scott's. There was you and I with Howard and joe, When we saw those tracks in the fresh fallen snow. We started out right after dawn, With hopes of getting at least a fawn. After following those tracks for an hour, We came across old jim McDower. He was so excited he could hardly talk, But he spoke of the Buck with hair like chalk. We separated then to corner the deer And we all felt the old buck was near. The air was silent but not for long, A shot! then another, came like a song. We had seen the buck with the great set of horns, And we all were assured that the buck was no fawn Gerald Torrey Class of '52 HIGH SCHOOL He stood upon the threshold, His heart was filled with fear, Dreading to step across the line To start his Freshman year. No longer is he timid A year had rolled along, He is a silly Sophomore And life is just a song. Anxious and joyful He could barely wait, Among his junior fellowmen His jolly role to take. And now, how proud and sedate he stands Filled with grand elation, For here it is, long looked for day, Has High School Graduation. Carleen Hanson 'Sl Z0