Scope and ContentExploring Underwater My last two years of high school were spent in Saugatuck, 1929 and `30. Fred Fursman was the judge for a poster contest in which I won 1st and 2nd place. I was offered a scholarship at the Summer School of Painting in Saugatuck and lived with Mr. and Mrs. Fursman in the old light house in exchange for "brushing up" on Saturdays and pumping water and rowing Mrs. Fursman in the boat as needed. It was the happiest summer of my life. During the summer I spent at the Summer School of Painting in Saugatuck [1929] I rowed a boat from the school to the old lighthouse. Sometimes I went in the canoe with Avis and Elsa who lived in the boathouse near the lighthouse where I lived with the director of the Summer School of Painting and his wife. One day I saw some young people out on the lagoon with a rowboat and some rigged-up equipment for going underwater. They had a kerosene can and some rubber hose and a bicycle pump. The kerosene can had been made into a helmet and was connected to the house which was connected to the pump. they were taking turns going down while another one pumped. They said they thought they had located the remains of a boat that had sunk there in winter several generations before. I joined them and watched for a while as each of them put the helmet on and went down under water while another pumped. After a few minutes they asked me if I would like to go down. I put the helmet on and dropped off the edge of the boat. They weren't pumping me enough air so I came back up and we tried again. There wasn't much to see but the top rim of the wooden deck covered with brown silt, but I walked along it before coming up. It was exciting. Naturally, Mother was horrified! -- Anne Partridge Richter