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n—two THE EAST HAMPTON STAB, EAST HAMPTON, N. Y., JUNE 22. 1967 • • t o t h e Editor "KEEP OUT" June 15, 1967 Editor. East Hampton Star Dear Sir, It is no wonder out-of-towners have little respect for the sensitivities of local property owners, particularly those who own property adjacent to public roads, which are either block ed off or posted with myriad slovenly "private — keep out” signs. Between Napeague Lane in Ama gansett and Hither Hills State Park in Montauk there is not a single un posted road or path to the ocean. Sincerely yours, JOHN LIVINGSTON IDLE OR CUT OFF? East Hampton June 16, 1967 Editor, East Hampton Star Dear £3ir: The memory of man is short. But there must be some araQpg ys who remember when our President was Struck with the idea of econojny and ordered the White Hou^e lights off when rooms were empty of people who might wapt to read or see. This immediately brought up questions (to the utter consterna tion of people of the New England and accordingly Bonacker tradition) such as: doesn't the impact — on and off — create more kilowatt hours on your bill — and shouldn’t you add to that the soul-jerk sustained by the delicate filaments in your t>ulbs — shortening their lives — wouldn’t you really save money by keeping all your lights on all the time the sun is in occlusion? Coming from the wild west down Woods Lane, I obediently slow down to 15 mph (and if the light is green) sweep majestically leftward past the pond. Here (as explained later) I am privileged to assume a 40 mile speed. Right after the flagpole I am obliged to reduce to 30, and this is true of all the rest of Main Street. Going the other way the 40 mile ione starts at the Library where there is a sign, very properly hidden by trees, parked cars, and a 15 min ute parking sign, allowing the 40 mile speed until all too soon comes the deceleration to 15 to make the right turn into Woods Lane. I rarely drive below 30 mph but It is rarer still that I am not passed, on right or left, when driving either way on Main Street Beautiful women driving splendid cars and handsome men driving smart pick ups, they all seem to be in a prodi gious hurry. I have found scant satisfaction in muttering ‘‘where’s the fire?” to my self and it suddenly occurred to me that they had probably learned the “economical cruising speed” of their vehicles, and if it was 45, or 48. that was the way to save money. If this surmise is correct, where can this information be obtained? Once I had a 1926 Packard and was told solemnly that it took a tea cup full of gasoline to start it I have never liked tea since, but the pur veyor of this statistic changed the subject when asked how many min utes of idling would use up the same amount of fuel. This brings us to another related problem: when I stop on Main Street to get the Times from Ben Barnes’ store or on Gay Lane to visit Mr. Rampe’s elegant philatelic emporium, should I idle or cut off? Sincerely yours, CASPER MILQUETOAST II BUSY DAY AT FORT POND Montauk June 17, 1967 Editor East Hampton Star Dear Sir: Saturday afternoon brought high winds across Fort Pond but never the less there was quite a bit of sailing activity. While working on his lawn, John A. Manzare of Edge- mere Road, Montauk, heard cries from the Pond. He grabbed his binoculars and saw an overturned sailboat out in the middle, with two heads bobbing in the very choppy waters. One person swam toward the boat which was rapidly drifting away from them, but the other person seemed to be in trouble. Fortunately, Mr. Manzare spotted a canoe on the lee shore of the Pond. He attracted their attention by waving a white towel, yelling and pointing. The canoe resppnded and hauled in the person none too soon. By this time the overturned boat was righted by the other person who managed to beach it on Mr. Man- zare’s beach, and shortly thereafter the rescue canoe also pulled up. The person rescued was a TWA airline hostess who was out to Mon tauk for the weekend with other hostess friends. They were all from England. She was a bit shaken from the experience but seemed all right otherwise. She said she tried to float but waves kept breaking over her face and she was getting tired. She said she swal)owed a lot of. water “and hoped it wasn’t polluted.” She was assured it wasn’t! Although her friends in another sailboat had seen her predicament, they were unable to reach her. If the canoe hadn't been out there, it might have been another story. The canoe rescuers were Barbara and kichard Gorglione, cousins from the Throgs Neck Section of the Bronx. His twin brother and another cousin wer^ in another canoe at the time. They were all out to Montauk just for the day. In the meantime, while everyone was drying out on the beach, a sec ond sailboat with the other TWA hostess and her companion was pushed up on the rocks in Mr. Man- zar^’s cove but they managed to wa4<? ashore all right There was another incident later that afternoon when a sailboat be came dismasted about 300 yards off Mr. Manzare’s shoreline. As the boat started to drift in, Mr. Manzare wa<Jed out and pulled them in to shore. The occypants were Capt. and Mrs. Johh Courtney of Miami, with their two young sons, who were visiting at the Umbrellas on the Old Montauk Highway in Montauk. Capt. Courtney is a pilot with National Airlines in Miami. All in all it was a busy day for Mr. Manzare! Yours truly, MRS. JOHN A. MANZARE To The Poetry Editor: INDEPENDENCE DAY I is for ingenuity in which we excel. And N stands for the nation we love so well; D means desires and we all have some, While E is this era and a job well done. P spells the patriotism we’ve had through the years. With E our eternal freedom from fears, N could be our nerves which are tried at times. But D brings the Diety to help dwindle our crimes. Now E is for errors in making some decisions. And N the nice things to off set criticisms; C stands for our Capitol, both money and dome, Making E the environment of a normal home The D spells the dangers from an other shore, But acts of our Ancestors keeps them from our door; So with a Y for you it is proper to say Have a glorious and safe Indepen dence Day. S. G. WARNER Mr. Reader's Message THE LITTER FOLK Amagansett June 18, 1967 Dear Editor: Before we go down for the third time, we’d better hurry up and do something strong about the litter folk. A look at our beaches, our streets and thoroughfares, even before the influx of our seasonal admirers, shows us definitely drown ing in a sea of beer cans, bottles, candy wrappers and assorted picnic debris. May I make so bold as to recom mend that the East Hampton Star get on its white steed and become the trail blazer in a campaign to stem the ever-growing blight being left behind by the thoughtless, the slovenly and the inconsiderate? First, I suggest that every issue of the Star carry on its front page an appeal to residents and visitors alike call ing for cooperation in the keeping clean of our beaches and towns. I then suggest that the Village Im provement Societies arrange to post appeals in the shops that people frequent, in the civic halls where crowds congregate and, most effec tively, get the movie houses to flash a notice on screen at each and every performance. A modicum of assistance from the supermarket operators would also lend push to the program. The beer racks •would be an ideal spot for posting an appeal to reason. All wel come signs displayed by merchants or the municipalities could and should include a keep the beaches clean, keep the area beautiful plea. Enclosed is an example of the kind of visual message that I think might keep people reminded of their civic responsibility. You or anyone else interested in a campaign to save the day and forestall the deluge has my permission to use this work in any way they may see fit. Very sincerely, NORMAN READER LOOKING THEM OVER Continued From II—1 an artistic but an educational event” Nine years later, with the famous Armory show, the first modern art burst upon the country and submerg ed the reputation of traditional paint ers like Edward Moran. The current American Heritage has printed, along with each picture, a quotation from a 19th century American writer who was inspired by the same events that stirred Ed ward Moran. The last picture the artist painted in his series was “Re turn of the Conquerors,” typifying our victory in the Spanish-American War. It showed a squadron of our ships coming home, pennants flying on Sept. 29, 1899. The poem with that was by Guy Wetmore Carryl. It ended: “Thank God for peace! Thank God for peace. When the great gray ships come in.’ The comment on the paintings end ed: “Together the words and pictures constitute a document of a time when painters and poets gloried in recall ing our past, and when historians, orators, and even reporters were not ashamed to use rhetoric to celebrate our nation's history." As most East Hampton people must know, Thomas Moran’s home, “The Studio,” <yi Main Street was last year designated an historic landmark, with appropriate ceremonies. It is the home of Mr. and Mrs. Condie Lamb. Also, that the East Hampton Free Library has an extensive col lection of memorabilia of Thomas Moran. It was left the library in the will of Miss Ruth Bedford Moran, his daughter; and with it she left a fund for its care. From that fund, and from material in the collection, the library has been able to publish two books, both edited by a friend of the Moran family, Professor Fritof Fryxell. The first book, which came out in 1958, is titled "Thomas Moran: Explorer in Search of Beauty.” It is: “A biographical sketch; an ac count ’ of the history and nature of ‘The Thomas Moran Biographical Art Collection’ in the East Hampton Free Library, New York; and select ed articles and illustrations relating to the life and work of Thomas Moran.” The second book, "Home, Thoughts From Afar,” is published this month. It is a collection of letters written by Thomas Moran to his beloved artist-wife, Mary Nimmo Moran. The work of Thomas Moran, al ways revered in the West, has be come increasingly important in re cent years, and brings high prices. Reading the American Heritage piece reminded me of a frankly sentimental day — May 30, 1967, when East Hampton men who had served in the armed forces of the United States marched again, fifty years later, and afterward enjoyed a reunion at the American Legion Hall. That luncheon, with the accor dion music and the singing of old songs; the greeting of old friends, the dignity of the young servicemen and the old, the spontaneous tribute to the young Marine from Montauk who suffered at Vietnam — and the tree-planting for the good citizen now gone' to his reward — it was sad and heart-warming at the same time. Our town seemed more close- knit than usual, that day. On my desk is a soft-cover book of 48 pages containing 76 cartoons done "somewhere in France” in 1918- 19 by Arch Davis of Southold. "From Blue Serge to Khaki- and Back Again" he titles it Mr. Davis was in Company E. 306th Infantry, 77th Division. He is not a professional — cartooning is his hobby; he did these drawings in France after the Armis tice was signed, as a sort of diary while it was all still fresh in mind. Mr. Davis says: "When the war ended our outfit was billeted in a fabulous rest camp which the Ger mans had built in the Argonne .near Hill 55. Our division had pushed through 21 kilometers of what the Germans regarded as the impregna ble Argonne. Our headquarters were set up in what had been the German troops’ theater and it was there I spent my spare time doing the car toons, usually with an audience of doughboys offering their suggestions and always asking who this and who that was supposed to be. . . "The cartoons cover highlights on the lighter side over a period from our induction and training at Camp Upton, through our arrival in Eng land and then over to France and through our various campaigns there, with our return to the U.S. in 1919. “It has been interesting to hear the reactions of veterans of World War Two and Kor^a, to the car toons. Invariably they say there wasn't much difference in their own experiences. . My own favorite cartoon in Mr. Davis’ book is on the last page. It is captioned “Oh, BOY!!” and shows a little soldier flying through the air to throw his arms about the neck of a grinning Goddess of Liberty. Robert Keene has the book of car toons in his Southampton shop and it may be found at the Southold Pharmacy. Mr. and Mrs. Arch Davis have been full-time residents of Southold for 15 years since Mr. Davis' retirement from IBM in 1951; but he considers himself almost a native, having come to the east end in 1904 as a member of a boys’ camp in East Marion. The New Yorker for June 3 carried the second and last of Peter Mat- thiessen’s “The Wind Birds” — a long, extremely well researched and scientific, but also extremely read able, account of the mating habits of shore birds. These are all around us, but we scarcely ever take time to study them or even notice them. Mr. Matthiessen watches them at Sagaponack, where he lives; and has followed them to the ends of the earth, wherever they migrate. He speaks of birds few of us could call by name, which he has seen at Saga ponack: Wilson’s phalarope, Wilson’s plover, buff-breasted sandpiper, long billed dowitcher, and Hudsonian godwit. . .” Speaking of the curlew, which often departs from a given p lace just before a storm, and of the golden plover of which it was said long ago in Lancashire, England that its sad whistle was the plaint of errant souls, he concludes: "that in the wild melodies of their calls, in the breath of vast distance and bare regions that attends them, we sense intimations of our own mortality. . . The voices recall the pain of transcience, of a high beauty passing swiftly, as the curlew passes, leaving us in solitude on an empty beach, with summer gone and a wind blowing.” “One of Ours” Classified deadline now Tues. noon. OLD MILL SHOP Luncheons Served Monday through Wednesday 12 Noon io 3:30 P.M. 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n —t w o THE EAST HAMPTON STAB, EAST HAMPTON, N. Y., JUNE 22. 1967
• • t o t h eEditor
"KEEP OUT"June 15, 1967
Editor. East Hampton Star Dear Sir,
It is no wonder out-of-towners have little respect for the sensitivities of local property owners, particularly those who own property adjacent to public roads, which are either blocked off or posted with myriad slovenly "private — keep out” signs.
Between Napeague Lane in Amagansett and Hither Hills State Park in Montauk there is not a single unposted road or path to the ocean.
Sincerely yours,JOHN LIVINGSTON
IDLE OR CUT OFF?East HamptonJune 16, 1967
Editor, East Hampton Star Dear £3ir:
The memory of man is short. But there must be some araQpg ys who remember when our President was Struck with the idea of econojny and ordered the White Hou^e lights off when rooms were empty of people who might wapt to read or see.
This immediately brought up questions (to the utter consternation of people of the New England and accordingly Bonacker tradition) such as: doesn't the impact — on and o ff — create more kilowatt hours on your bill — and shouldn’t you add to that the soul-jerk sustained by the delicate filaments in your t>ulbs — shortening their lives — wouldn’t you really save money by keeping all your lights on all the time the sun is in occlusion?
Coming from the wild west down Woods Lane, I obediently slow down to 15 mph (and if the light is green) sweep majestically leftward past the pond. Here (as explained later) I am privileged to assume a 40 mile speed. Right after the flagpole I am obliged to reduce to 30, and this is true of all the rest o f Main Street.
Going the other way the 40 mile ion e starts at the Library where there is a sign, very properly hidden by trees, parked cars, and a 15 minute parking sign, allowing the 40 mile speed until all too soon comes the deceleration to 15 to make the right turn into Woods Lane.
I rarely drive below 30 mph but It is rarer still that I am not passed, on right or left, when driving either way on Main Street Beautiful women driving splendid cars and handsome men driving smart pickups, they all seem to be in a prodigious hurry.
I have found scant satisfaction in muttering ‘ ‘where’s the fire?” to m yself and it suddenly occurred to me that they had probably learned the “ economical cruising speed” o f their vehicles, and if it was 45, or 48. that was the way to save money. If this surmise is correct, where can this information be obtained?
Once I had a 1926 Packard and was told solemnly that it took a teacup full of gasoline to start i t I have never liked tea since, but the purveyor o f this statistic changed the subject when asked how many minutes of idling would use up the same amount of fuel.
This brings us to another related problem: when I stop on Main Street to get the Times from Ben Barnes’ store or on Gay Lane to visit Mr. Rampe’s elegant philatelic emporium, should I idle or cut off?
Sincerely yours,CASPER MILQUETOAST II
BUSY DAY AT FORT PONDMontaukJune 17, 1967
EditorEast Hampton Star Dear Sir:
Saturday afternoon brought high winds across Fort Pond but never the less there was quite a bit of sailing activity. While working on his lawn, John A. Manzare of Edge- mere Road, Montauk, heard cries from the Pond.
He grabbed his binoculars and saw an overturned sailboat out in the middle, with two heads bobbing in the very choppy waters. One person swam toward the boat which was rapidly drifting away from them, but the other person seemed to be in trouble. Fortunately, Mr. Manzare spotted a canoe on the lee shore of the Pond.
He attracted their attention by waving a white towel, yelling and pointing. The canoe resppnded and hauled in the person none too soon. By this time the overturned boat was righted by the other person who managed to beach it on Mr. Man- zare’s beach, and shortly thereafter the rescue canoe also pulled up.
The person rescued was a TW A airline hostess who was out to Montauk for the weekend with other hostess friends. They were all from England. She was a bit shaken from the experience but seemed all right otherwise.
She said she tried to float but waves kept breaking over her face and she was getting tired. She said she swal)owed a lot of. water “and hoped it wasn’t polluted.” She was
assured it wasn’t!Although her friends in another
sailboat had seen her predicament, they were unable to reach her. If the canoe hadn't been out there, it might have been another story.
The canoe rescuers were Barbara and kichard Gorglione, cousins from the Throgs Neck Section of the Bronx. His twin brother and another cousin wer^ in another canoe at the time. They were all out to Montauk just for the day.
In the meantime, while everyone was drying out on the beach, a second sailboat with the other TWA hostess and her companion was pushed up on the rocks in Mr. Man- zar^’s cove but they managed to wa4<? ashore all right
There was another incident later that afternoon when a sailboat became dismasted about 300 yards off Mr. Manzare’s shoreline. As the boat started to drift in, Mr. Manzare wa<Jed out and pulled them in to shore.
The occypants were Capt. and Mrs. Johh Courtney of Miami, with their two young sons, w ho were visiting at the Umbrellas on the Old Montauk Highway in Montauk. Capt. Courtney is a pilot with National Airlines in Miami.
All in all it was a busy day for Mr. Manzare!
Yours truly,MRS. JOHN A. MANZARE
To The Poetry Editor:INDEPENDENCE DAY
I is for ingenuity in which we excel.
And N stands for the nation we love so well;
D means desires and we all have some,
While E is this era and a job well done.
P spells the patriotism we’ve had through the years.
With E our eternal freedom from fears,
N could be our nerves which are tried at times.
But D brings the Diety to help dwindle our crimes.
N ow E is for errors in making some decisions.
And N the nice things to o ff set criticisms;
C stands for our Capitol, both money and dome,
Making E the environment o f a normal home
The D spells the dangers from another shore,
But acts o f our Ancestors keeps them from our door;
So with a Y for you it is proper to say
Have a glorious and safe Independence Day.
S. G. WARNER
Mr. Reader's Message
THE LITTER FOLKAmagansett June 18, 1967
Dear Editor:Before we go down for the third
time, w e’d better hurry up and do something strong about the litter folk. A look at our beaches, our streets and thoroughfares, even before the influx o f our seasonal admirers, shows us definitely drowning in a sea of beer cans, bottles, candy wrappers and assorted picnic debris.
May I make so bold as to recom mend that the East Hampton Star get on its white steed and become the trail blazer in a campaign to stem the ever-growing blight being left behind by the thoughtless, the slovenly and the inconsiderate? First, I suggest that every issue of the Star carry on its front page an appeal to residents and visitors alike calling for cooperation in the keeping clean of our beaches and towns.
I then suggest that the Village Improvement Societies arrange to post appeals in the shops that people frequent, in the civic halls where crowds congregate and, most effectively, get the movie houses to flash a notice on screen at each and every performance.
A modicum of assistance from the
supermarket operators would also lend push to the program. The beer racks • would be an ideal spot for posting an appeal to reason. A ll w elcom e signs displayed by merchants or the municipalities could and should include a keep the beaches clean, keep the area beautiful plea.
Enclosed is an example o f the kind o f visual message that I think might keep people reminded o f their civic responsibility. You or anyone else interested in a campaign to save the day and forestall the deluge has my permission to use this work in any way they may see fit.
Very sincerely,NORMAN READER
LOOKING THEM OVERContinued From II—1
an artistic but an educational even t” Nine years later, with the famous
Arm ory show, the first modern art burst upon the country and submerged the reputation o f traditional painters like Edward Moran.
The current American Heritage has printed, along with each picture, a quotation from a 19th century American writer who was inspired by the same events that stirred Edward Moran. The last picture the artist painted in his series was “ Return of the Conquerors,” typifying
our victory in the Spanish-American War. It showed a squadron o f our ships coming home, pennants flying on Sept. 29, 1899. The poem with that was by Guy Wetmore Carryl. It ended:
“ Thank God for peace! Thank God for peace. When the great gray ships com e in.’
The comment on the paintings ended: “Together the words and pictures constitute a document of a time when painters and poets gloried in recalling our past, and when historians, orators, and even reporters were not ashamed to use rhetoric to celebrate our nation's history."
As most East Hampton people must know, Thomas Moran’s home, “The Studio,” <yi Main Street was last year designated an historic landmark, with appropriate ceremonies. It is the home of Mr. and Mrs. Condie Lamb. Also, that the East Hampton Free Library has an extensive collection o f memorabilia of Thomas Moran.
It was left the library in the will o f Miss Ruth Bedford Moran, his daughter; and with it she left a fund for its care. From that fund, and from material in the collection, the library has been able to publish two books, both edited by a friend of the Moran family, Professor Fritof Fryxell.
The first book, which came out in 1958, is titled "Thomas Moran: Explorer in Search of Beauty.” It is: “A biographical sketch; an account ’ o f the history and nature of ‘The Thomas Moran Biographical Art Collection’ in the East Hampton Free Library, New York; and selected articles and illustrations relating to the life and w ork of Thomas Moran.”
The second book, "Home, Thoughts From Afar,” is published this month. It is a collection of letters written by Thomas Moran to his beloved artist-wife, Mary Nimmo Moran.
The work o f Thomas Moran, always revered in the West, has becom e increasingly important in recent years, and brings high prices.
Reading the American Heritage piece reminded me o f a frankly sentimental day — May 30, 1967, when East Hampton men who had served in the armed forces of the United States marched again, fifty years later, and afterward enjoyed a reunion at the American Legion Hall. That luncheon, with the accordion music and the singing of old songs; the greeting o f old friends, the dignity of the young servicemen and the old, the spontaneous tribute to the young Marine from Montauk who suffered at Vietnam — and the tree-planting for the good citizen now gone' to his reward — it was sad and heart-warming at the same time. Our town seemed more close- knit than usual, that day.
On my desk is a soft-cover book o f 48 pages containing 76 cartoons done "somewhere in France” in 1918- 19 by Arch Davis o f Southold. "From
Blue Serge to Khaki- and Back Again" he titles i t Mr. Davis was in Company E. 306th Infantry, 77th Division. He is not a professional — cartooning is his hobby; he did these drawings in France after the Armistice was signed, as a sort o f diary while it was all still fresh in mind.
Mr. Davis says: "When the war ended our outfit was billeted in a fabulous rest camp which the Germans had built in the Argonne .near Hill 55. Our division had pushed through 21 kilometers o f what the Germans regarded as the impregnable Argonne. Our headquarters were set up in what had been the German troops’ theater and it was there I spent my spare time doing the cartoons, usually with an audience of doughboys offering their suggestions and always asking who this and who that was supposed to be. . .
"The cartoons cover highlights on the lighter side over a period from our induction and training at Camp Upton, through our arrival in England and then over to France and through our various campaigns there, with our return to the U.S. in 1919.
“ It has been interesting to hear the reactions of veterans of World War Two and Kor^a, to the cartoons. Invariably they say there wasn't much difference in their own experiences. .
My own favorite cartoon in Mr. Davis’ book is on the last page. It is captioned “ Oh, B O Y !!” and shows a little soldier flying through the air to throw his arms about the neck of a grinning Goddess of Liberty.
Robert Keene has the book o f cartoons in his Southampton shop and it may be found at the Southold Pharmacy. Mr. and Mrs. Arch Davis
have been full-tim e residents of Southold for 15 years since Mr. Davis' retirement from IBM in 1951; but he considers himself almost a native, having come to the east end in 1904 as a member o f a boys’ camp in East Marion.
The New Yorker for June 3 carried the second and last of Peter Mat- thiessen’s “ The Wind Birds” — a long, extremely well researched and scientific, but also extremely readable, account o f the mating habits of shore birds. These are all around us, but we scarcely ever take time to study them or even notice them.
Mr. Matthiessen watches them at Sagaponack, where he lives; and has followed them to the ends o f the earth, wherever they migrate. He speaks o f birds few o f us could call by name, which he has seen at Sagaponack: Wilson’s phalarope, Wilson’s plover, buff-breasted sandpiper, longbilled dowitcher, and Hudsonian godwit. . .”
Speaking o f the curlew, which often departs from a given p lace just before a storm, and o f the golden plover o f which it was said long ago in Lancashire, England that its sad whistle was the plaint of errant souls, he concludes: "that in the wild melodies of their calls, in the breath of vast distance and bare regions that attends them, we sense intimations o f our own mortality. . . The voices recall the pain of transcience, o f a high beauty passing swiftly, as the curlew passes, leaving us in solitude on an empty beach, with summer gone and a wind blowing.”
“ One of Ours”
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D ining Room Will Be Open F or Dinner June 27 - 6 to 9 :30 P.M.
HUNTTING LOUNGECocktails
For Reservations Call 324-0410
John Philips President
<rDell’£Aria UpholsterersDRAPERIES • SLIPCOVERS
FURNITURE UPHOLSTERING
324-4326
106 NOHTH MAIN STREET. EAST HAMPTON
D AY CAMPFor Boys and
Girls at
Camp St. RegisNORTHWEST, EAST HAMPTON, L. L
THE PREMIER SALTWATER CAMP IN THE EAST FO R BO YS A N D G IR LS A G E S 5-16
4 OR 8 WEEK SEASON9:00 A.M. To 5:30 P.M. Daily (No Sundays)
RATESJuly 2-29 or July 30 - August 25 July 2 - August 25
BUS LEAVES1. WAINSCOTT ROAD and Montauk Highway _2. AM AGANSETT Post O ffice ---------------------------3. BARNES LANDING
WHISPERING WOODS _ CLEARWATER BEACH . MAIDSTONE PARK _
7. EAST HAMPTON High School . RETURN TRIP LEAVES C A M P ___
_ 8:00 a.m. _ 8:15 a.m. _ 8:20 a jn. _ 8:25 a.m. _ 8:30 a.m. _ 8:35 a.m. _ 8:50 a.m. _ 5:30 p.m.
Transportation Also Available From Sag Harbor and Bridgehampton Mid-Day Dinner Included
PLANNED PROGRAM AT EVERY AGE LEVELREGISTERED RED CROSS LIFE GUARDS
EXPERIENCED COUNSELORS NATURE STUDYBOATING BASEBALL BASKETBALL TENNIS
ARTS & CRAFTS DRAMATICS SAILINGPADDLE TENNIS PLAYGROUND MOVIES
FISHING HORSEBACK RIDING
OUR OUTSTANDING STAFFincludes, among others:
DON KENNEDY. Director o f Athletics and Basketball Coach at S t Peter’s College
Anyone Interested ContactJohn Meeker for further information
Call 324-2069CAMP OPEN FOR INSPECTION NOW
Reservation fo r Regular Summer Camp N ow Being Considered
Directions to Northwest Harbor, East Hampton, Long Island: Follow Newtown Lane to Long Lane, to Stephen Hand Path, continue on Old Northwest Road and note directional arrows on road.
