Scranton Central HS December 1955 Yearbook (Scranton, PA) - Full Access

tr mely thought provoking bit of blank verse which i well worth reading. For a look at th humorou ide of life the Silver Quill offer ''The Fabulous Frank " an e ay on the hot dog. ·'Have you a minute mat ? Then it down be ide me and hear an old alt' tale of me day gon by." Thi is th 'ntroduction to one of the mo t humorous hort torie I have read in a long time, "Lack B ard, the Pirate," the ferocious captain of the Five O'Clock Shadow. "Lat pfran," al o from the Declaration of Rich– mond Virginia, ' ill be of sp cia! inter t to tho e tudying Latin pani h and French. It contain a clever blend of po ms and torie written in all three languag What happens when an Engli h t acher a igns poem-writing to her class? The in tere ting result , along with the whim ical impo ibl , highly imaginative tory of "The Happy Whickle" are found in th Artisan, of Bo ton High chool Boston, Mas achusett . For the ' crazy mixed-up kid " here i a limerick from "School Daze " in the same i ue: ''There once wa a fi her named Fisher, Who fished from the dge of a fissur . A fi h with a g-rin Pulled the fi herman in. Now they're fi hing the fi ure for Fi her." You may be wondering wher I find all of thi material. The an ' er simple. Visit our chool library during any study p riod and the magazin are yours for th asking! * * * And a merry Chri tma to all! DECEMBER 1955 The Vanishing Seacoast Sheila Miller, '56 lowly they were Jo ing all that they owned. A T the tip of ape od lie the ru tic village of Provincetown Ma achu ett . Its imple white hou e narrow tr et , and peaceful Yanke atmo phere blend ' ith the salty fragranc of the ea to make thi pot a haven for arti t and summer touri t . The bright ail of ·acht and fi hing boat dot th eacoa t. ea– gull call and flap overhead earch– ing hungrily for their dinn r. A gray mist ettle on the horizon. The Titanic- iz d sand dune vigilant! · guard th town from the noi y tur– moil of the out id world. It wa thi mixture of natural charm that impre ed me when we fir t enter d thi ew England ttle- ment on ummer evening after sun ct. The day wa over, but th town was active with the hu tie of people coming and going. 'V e trolled down the narrow tr ts, pa ing display after display of art trea ure , eating e tablishment , and quaint touri t home. v hat about th people who live there? In the urnmer arti t migrate from Gr enwich Village choo ing thi New England ite for their ummer re idenc adding a touch of Bohemiani m to thi un ophi ticated etting. Th p opl we stayed with wer bl u blood Am ri an , of cotch and Iri h de cent who repre ent the clean, whole orne living that America. Henry a fi herman, was a repr - entative of a hard life at ea. Hi trong body wa built for the har h rig-or of the a. Every motion ever · part of him, from hi rough browned fac to hi high hip hoot , betray d it. Peter Payne, '57 In the pa t the tonny, iq water of th ape had provided an excel– lent li,·elihood. But now the fi h had gone e) where. Henry wa u le and h lpl Mary, hi wif a mcti ulou hou wife wa a plump, jolly woman with a d ep re onant Iri h brogue. It wa he who re,·iew d for u the m mori of day gone by the ad m lancholy tori . that urround d their live . " nd the a," h igh d, ''i creeping up on u . It wa h d a' ay the beach we once had and in twenty year from now it'll b at our back door." he du ted off the family album and glanced remini cently at th page that repre nted her youth. ''The ea ha for ed u to b come d p ndent on the touri t trade. And yet, it i n't what it u ed to be. Th n w motel have come around. ow I tell you, they outnumber the touri t ." he continued, my heart ached for th people, livin for gen ra– tion imply and meagerly, who now w re lowly losing all the) had O\\ned and loved . But ' hich of u ha a guarantee of e urity? Which · of u really doe b long? 13