Vinalhaven High School - Exile Yearbook (Vinalhaven, ME)

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THE EXILE 15 LITERAQY GUNFIGHTERS REUNION When the west was wild and very young, Tire gunfighters thought they'd have some un, So, they all got together for a great big spree, . In the Texas town of Santa Fe. Bat Masterson came a-swingin' his cane, And Cheyenne brought young Bronco Lane. Palladin was there with a smile on his face, Handin' his cards out all over the place. Matt Dillon was there with Doc and Chester, Then came Josh Randall with his sawed- off Winchester. Palladin was there with that smile on his face, Handin' those cards out all over the place. Wyatt Earp was there, he was still alive, And Chris Colt rode in with his .45. Palladin was still there, that smile on his face, Still handin' those cards out all over the place. Yancy Derringer was there with his In- dian friend, Surgarfoot came with law books and book ends. Palladin had left, but he'd come back, for shore' He had run out of cards and rode home for some more. Kenneth Conway '59 - V H S - POEM Seniors 5 and Juniors 8 Climb school-house hill at half past eight, And following closely on behind Come Freshmen 17, And Sophomores 9. Add these figures and you will find Our High School roll for '59, Here's hoping every lad and miss Will add new honors to V.. H. S. Lauretta Carter '62 THE ALL AMERICAN GIRL Hair of gold, Eyes of blue, 98 lbs, 5 ft. 2. Size 10 dress, Size 5 feet, A pretty face, Boy, she's neat. Sways her walk, Swings her arms, A pretty smile, Puts on her charms. Goes to school, All day stays, Learns all well, Gets all A's Doesn't drink, Doesn't drive, Doesn't smoke, Digs that jive. Boy she's cool She's in a whirl, She's the all AMERICAN GIRL. Lida York '60 - V H S - THE BIG SHOT I know a man that smokes a big cigar, He comes in and says, here I are, He puffs and fills the room with smoke, I cough and gag until I about choke. He sits down in the big easy chair, He says, I'm sorry about shutting off your air! He says, 'ihow about something to eat? So into the kitchen I retreat. I brought in one big cracker, I said, that will cost you a smacker . He handed over the money, I said, are you trying to be funny? The money was counterfeit as I could plainly see, So I shot him down for trying to cheat me. That is the end of the tale of the big shot, Never break the law for you will always be caught. Albert Osgood '60

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THE EXILE 13 Sophomore Class Back Row, left to right: Alfred Osgood, Kenneth Hatch, John Carrao, Perry Parmenter, Carl Philbrook. Front Row, left to right: Shirley Dyer, Marita Hansen, Sharon Healey, Rosemary Peacock.

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was gone, and then it was there again. It came to him that the light was from a lighthouse. Heron Neck Light! He shouted aloud. Then it came to him that it wouldn't help him, it couldn't, he would never be seen. The boat was going to hit the ledges. Another light caught his eyes. A smaller light, a moving light, a light that was headed towards him. After the Coast Guard Cutter came along side he remembered nothing. Later he found how lucky he was. He had lost the boat, his equipment, and almost his life but he learned how much that he loved his family and he said to himself with a smile, I even think more of my ole maid sister Bess Barbara Webb '60 - V H S - OUR ROOM Some schools have a separate room, Where girls can talk and tell, Tell of the latest gossip, news, And things they know so well. But in our school the corridor, Is the room so told, Where girls can talk and chat about, Things both new and old. Windows cracked and dirty too, Initials in the wall, Towel case is never full. Dig this crazy hall! Dirty mirrors on the wall, Hair being combed so neat, Sweaters and skirts are strightened out, While talking of Joe and Pete. Who is dating who tonight, And all that crazy hep, Some are cheerful, some are sad, Some just lost their pep! Disturbing teacher and their class, And things that aren't so nice, Bring grudges, scolds, and other things, The Principal hollers twice! So come on in and join our group, And let us know the score, For No Boys Allowed in our room, Is our motto forever more. Janice Wadleigh '60 THE EXILE 17 S UPPLI CAT! ON For me night and day are wedded In intemal rendezvous I feel warmth of sun upon my face and hear stealthy whispers of leaves and grass upon which my feet must trod. I meet fear and uncertainty, as the world of light and accustomed sounds grow strange to me. Silent tears tenant my heart as trembling fingers reach to touch my loved one's face Forever lost to me. Oh Ahriman, prince of darkness Be kind to me , For I am newly blind. Minnie Ann White '59 - V H S - ISLAND MEMORIES Waves beating on a rocky shore, Gulls circling in the sky, Gleaming white boats bobbing at their moors, The wind blowing through the pines with weird cries. When I am older and go away These scenes will be with me still Pleasant memories I'll recall each day Of the island home I love so well. Betty Burgess '62 - V H S - WHAT GOD MADE God made the world, So clean and bright, He made man, And gave the earth light. He made the blue waters, Which upon nation's fight, And gave us a mind, To know wrong from right. Roxana Calderwood '62 - V H S - POETRY Some people a rhyme can easily sing, But with me it is a different thing, So I'll give you a dime if you'll write mine, I hope you can think of an opening line, Some people write poems that are funny, But you will be writing mine for money. Now, Please put on your thinking cap, While I settle back for a little nap. Karen Lloyd '62