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VOLUME 27             August 10, 1953                   No. 6

APPROACHING END: As much as we hate to admit it, the end of camp is heaving in sight. The boys will leave on the morning of August 25th. They will take the 6:28 AM, Standard Time, out of Fort Plain to arrive in New York at 11:30, Standard Time. This should enable them to catch the 1:30 PM out of the Pennsylvania Station. This train is No. 29. It arrives in Philadelphia, 30th Street Station at 3:19 PM. It reachs Baltirmore at 4:42. It’s final stop at Washington comes at 5:40. All these are Standard Times. You should add one hour to translate it into Daylight Time. Next week we will tell you who will be in charge of this expedition.

CARDS: You will find enclosed a card addressed to me. On it will you indicate how your son will return; That is, by car or by train? Please do not assume that you have already given me this information although that may be the case.

BANQUET: On the night of August 24th at 6:30 PM, we will sit down to the twenty—seventh annual Hyde Bay Banquet. You are cordially invited to attend. WILL YOU PLEASE R. S. V. P. ON THE AB0VE-MENTIONED CARD AND STATE THE NUMBER OF PEOPLE IN YOUR PARTY?

ENCLOSURE: There is a small enclosure which will explain itself.

MONDAY: Another Susquehanna trip set out. This time Rob was assisted by Councilors Stephenson and Lawder. That night found Dave Miller and Tent 5 on Gravelly. Quite a few boys were taken to town in the evening to see “Shane,” an  unusually good western. That afternoon we dragged in back of the Hacker both the skis and the aquaplane. Various enthusiastic campers rode these conveyances.

TUESDAY: A cool and breezy day with rain in the evening. We showed an excellent movie called “The Pride of St. Louis” which portrayed the life of Dizzy Dean. Some of the more sophisticated elected to be taken to town to see “Shane.” Sports of the day included a victory by Barker over Schwartz in basketball with a score of 40—12, while Stifler beat Goodwin 11—10 in baseball. At noon Bob Pickett and Pete Morrison gave a wrestling exhibition and lecture to the Cooperstown Rotary Club.

WEDNESDAY: This rainy morning stimulated more trips to the Baseball Hall of Fame and one expedition to the Farmer’s Museum. The latter was under the direction of that eminent agriculturist, Gibby Carey. The Stiflers scored their usual eleven points to beat the Blacks in soft ball. By afternoon the weather had cleared allowing normal activities.

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THURSDAY: This proved to be a remarkably clear, calm and beautiful day. Heb utilized this condition to take Filipo Navas and Bob Russell around the lake with sundry satellite campers. Dick Winnie went to the hospital with one of those popular finger dislocations. One might almost feel this injury to be contagious. Our soft ball team beat Chenango 26—19. We topped off the day by a movie at 8 o’clock in the evening which gave more of the adventures of Mr. Belvedere. This time he finds himself in a home for the aged.

FRIDAY: Calm, cloudy and mild. Perhaps that’s why Hyde Bay beat Chenango 18—7. The series now stands 5—3 In our favor. The usual movie trip clattered off to town. We started our annual tennis tournaments.

SATURDAY: There were no shooting stars and northern lights but many parents visited us. The day was mostly taken up by the annual treasure hunt. Heb Evans assisted by campers Shaun Donahoo, Tim Lewis, Carl Malm and Gordon Martin finished first although hard pressed by other teams. They each received those rare objects d’art, American silver dollars. It was the shortest hunt on record and indicates either the approaching senility of the Director who planned it, or the advancing intelligence of the American boy. Hunts usually take from two to three days.

THE WEEKLY DRAMA: Producer Manning rested on his laurels and old drama—hand Kerr took up the baton or whatever a producer uses. At Hyde Bay it is more likely to be a baseball bat. The result was wonderful. Judges had difficulty in giving the decision to “Dragnet” which produced a galaxy of stars who normally live “quietly” in Tent 17 and the Annex. The sleeping car comedy put on by Heb and his boys was hilariously funny. The same definition may be applied to the final play called “Malmosbury Mishaps.” Here we find Basil Wright as the duke and his substantial duchess, Tom Bowyer, entertaining two crude Americans, reminiscent of certain Hyde Bay characters. While the cast couldn’t quite come up to the British accent of the duke, it was indeed a marvelous production.

SUNDAY: Most of the day was given over to a miniature golf tournament. The slight rain which fell hardly slowed this up at all. Gibby Carey preached to a congregation containing several patents, as well as the usual auditors. Pete Morrison wrestled with his wrestling tournament getting many matches out of the way. Tent 14 earned the Hacker ride for neatness. We showed in the evening a splendid film on plastics and a most picturesque Ford vision of the Grand Canyon.

TRIUMPHAL EXPEDITION: On Sunday our Head Councilor, Head of the English Dep’t., and our swimming instructor took a team to Utica to compete in an AAU—sponsored swimming meet. They returned shortly after supper with hardware galore. J. Alexander was second in the 50—yard Free Style and set a new record for his age for the 50—yard Breast Stroke. His follow Williamsburgian, Dick Moss, captured firsts in the Free Style and Back Stroke 50—yards. Bob Griffin was third in the 100—yard Free Style. We took a second in the Medley Relay with Billy McEwan and Eddie Brown supplemented by Swimmer Griffin. Pete Powell, out—classed by his older rivals, “also swam.” Carolyn Mercer came in second in the 50—yard Breast Stroke for girls. Proud papa, as indicated before, drove one of the cars. Our team with six was third in team competition after Utica and Watertown with full teams.

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