David Boody Jr High School 228 228 Avenue S Brooklyn Junior High 1946 Yearbook

EUROPE'S DILEMMA America! America! America! Through the stillness of the night,

there comes a voice. Not an ordinary happy and contented voice, but a voice filled with sorrow, pain, and destitution.

This voice is unfamiliar to us in America, "the land of the free, and the home of the brave." But in Po- land, in Germany, in Italy, in France, in Holland, in Belgium, this voice is very familiar. It is the symbol of not one but thousands upon thousands of of desolate people. It speaks for fear and destruction. It has found but one hope, the hope of America.

Do we, here in this land of pros- perity, realize how fortunate we are? Stop for a minute, Americans, and think, think what has been going on on in this world since 1938. Think!

Have we not something forwhich to be thankful? Yes we have. What is it? You know as well as I.

We may walk in the streets, know- ing we are free, knowing we have freedom of religion, freedom from want, freedom of speech, freedom of the press. We in America should value to the highest extent these free- doms. Let us fight for them; let us con- tinue to be brothers so we may keep these cherished freedoms, without fear of having them taken away.

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But wait, that voice-the voice that was crying for America. It is coming back again. It is saying, "Wake up, Americans! Help us who are in need. Help us now."

The peace of the world is at stake. Unless America assists the people of Europe to rehabilitate themselves, our very civilization is in jeopardy. Amer- ica will not fail. As always, she is ready to sacrifice to the limit to make the four freedoms a reality.

SANDRA ZAVALIN, 9B3

AUTUMN In Indian summer, all alone I like to walk the countryside, and run On carpets of the crackling bronze - and crimson autumn leaves. By the maple pathway, there I stand

and watch the sunshine Fading low along the skyline, and

the birds and I all grieve. For we do not want the winter with

its sharp and icy blasts, Just the heaviness of apples, ripe

and swollen all around. And the twittering of b i r r e l s and

their scratching on the ground. In Indian summer, all, alone I like to wander through the wood,

and try To capture all the color scents, and

peacefulness, to content me for a while. MARIE DI CAPUA, 9B3

A MORNING OF BLISS?, The alarm clock rang. Lazily, I

turned to see what time it was. I saw the same thing I've been seeing since I came back to school in September. It was fifteen minutes to eight. Pull- ing the shade up very slowly, I saw that it was another bright sunny day. But the sunlight that fell through the window had no effect on my feelings. I was in a very dreary mood.

Making up an excuse to stay home, I turned on the radio. From the radio came a girl's high pitched voice saying, or rather screeching, "%'hew, that Oxy- do1 sparkle." Then the soap opera began.

Rosemary had already started. She was thought to be the most beauti- ful girl in Siddletdn. She was' sup- posed to have all men fall for her. But really she was a husband stealer. After fifteen minutes of a most desper- ate tragedy, it was over. Almost in- stantly, my blood pressure became normal again. Quietly, I relaxed. Then a smooth, almost silky man's voice said, "Gentlemen, do you use Dr. Lyons' tooth powder? That tooth powder that gives your teeth that gleam and all the girls swoon over." When the announcer stopped, I was plunged into the everyday life of Katy's Daughter. As you know, yes- terday Katy was crying. Well, she

still is. Don't forget to tune in tomor- row to find out what happens to Katy's Daughter. While I was still shocked by this story, Big Sister came on. I heard a young girl's immature voice sing out, "Rinso White, Rinso White, happy little wash day song." This quickly brought me back to my senses. The story began. "John, come back, come back," yelled Big Sister in a half sob, half crying voice. Did John come back? Don't forget to tune in tomorrow, same time, same station, to Big Sister.

After this trying morning, I hastily dressed and almost ran to Boody, thankful of the peace and security offered there.

ESTELLE ROSENBERG, 8A1 ,

AN INTELLIGENT LETTER Dear Mother,

You are invited not to attend a Par- ent Teachers Association meeting for Fathers only. There will be plenty of seats so make sure you bring com- fortable chairs. The meeting will be held in the Auditorium in Room 109, at 8:00 sharp, so be sure to stay home at 8 o'clock and come at 11 o'clock when we will start getting assembled. I hope you don't attend. '

Your loving son, Barbara

BARBARA CALLMAN, 8A1

THE JOKE'S ON ME Just as the train was slowly leaving

the station it came to a screeching stop. It stopped so suddenly that I lurched forward from my seat. We all sat there for a few moments and as the train con- tinued to remain at a standstill, we all became alarmed. What had happen- ed? Why were we stalled? This would happen just when I wanted to get home in a hurry. I was simply starving.

As the doors opened suddenly, I saw the motorman descend from the plat- form to the tracks. This caused every- one in the first car to become curious and I was no exception. The passen- gers started to emerge from the train to the platform to see what was causing all the commotion. I followed right along. Thoughts began running through my mind. "Gee! maybe someone fell from the platform and was injured." Then I thought, "Maybe some poor lit- tle pup had jumped onto the tracks and couldn't get back on the platform."

I reached the edge of the crowd and noticed that everyone was laughing. What were they laughing at? "Those mean people," I thought. "Imagine, laughing at someone who is lying on the tracks, unconscious-maybe even dead!" I pushed my way through the crowd. My eyes were wild with excite- ment. My heart beat very fast. I peer- ed over the rail, being careful not to lean too far and suddenly-I saw it! Lying there, right in front of the train was a round, black, derby hat!!

I was utterly flabbergasted! I didn't know whether to laugh or just sit down

and cry. I had worked myself into such a state, picturing someone already on his way to the morgue, that now I just couldn't say a word. All my imag- ining~ had turned out to be just a derby hat.

After I had calmed down, I found out that a gust of wind had sent this derby hat, which belonged to an elder- ly gentleman who was walking on the station, sailing through the air and planted it right in front of the oncom- ing train. The motorman had been kind enough to stop the train and fetch the derby hat which would have been. f urely crushed.

DIANA MANNARINO, 9A2

THE MYSTERY OF CAMP OLYMPUS

The campfire blazed brightly. The dry wood crackling loudly in the cool, night breeze. The smell of smoke and toasted marshmallows filled the air.

\ ' We sat, huddled together,, on the

ground as close to the fire as we could get, feasting and listening to the mys- tery stories that kept getting more and more weird and scary.

We were about to break up when our head counsellor, Lou, stood up and told u9 this story.

"It happened about twenty years ago on this very night, that an es- caped inmate from a nearby institu- tion hid in the woods near the camp. A band of men led by the were hunting for him, and finally tracked him down. The moment" the prisoner caught sight of the police, he started to run toward the lake, trying to get away. In his great, excitement, he com- pletely forgot about the quicksand bogs and before he knew it; he had stepped into the most dangerous quicksand

ahead-we thought it must be one of our counsellors on patrol and I flashed my light to see which one he was. A scared, white face stared at us, speech- lessly. We let out a scream as we dashed to our bunks. Although I had been near the end of the line, I was the first to reach the bunks.

That night,.none of us slept. In the morning, our counsellors greeted us very heartily, holding up a white rub- .

her mask, which we instantly recog- nized as the face we had seen on the road. ARTHUR SIRKIN, 7SP1

ANSWERS TO THINGS WE FIND IN BOODY

I. Children. 2. Books. 3. Pencils. 4. Blackboards. 5. Chalk. 6. Desks. 7. Teacher. 8. Paper. 9. Pens.

10. Boody Beacon.

and sank immediately. The search- ing party came too late to see him sink into the quicksand, hut they

- - heard the echoing sound of his voice shouting as from a great distance, 'I shall return and haunt you.' "

The fire was slowly dying down as we got up from our cramped position to walk back to our bunks. On the dark road back, the boys questioned , the truth of that story, but were quite . impressed by it.

Suddenly, a dark figure loomed I

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ARE TEACHERS HUMAN? Teachers, teachers everywhere ;

upstairs, downstairs- Even in your hair. You can't talk, you can't laugh Cause you'll bring down teacher's

wrath. - , Now I ask you- I

f.. ...,. . .. . . Are teachers human?

We go to school from nine to three, And then you'd think we would

be free- But no, oh no, the teachers say It's homework for the rest of the day. When, oh when, do we take a spree To soak in the sun and the

Vitamin D Teachers must think the walk home

is enough- Anymore exercise might be too

tough. Now I ask you-

Are teachers human? We get a hint tomorrow's THE day To test our perfection in every way- So we study 'ti1 the midnight oil

burns out And tomorrow the test is a l l about-. But definitely NOT what we studied Now I ask you-

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Are teachers human? TOBY FORMAN, 8 A 1

ARE STUDENTS HUMAN? Students, students everywhere Upstairs, downstairs, even in your

hair. The girls and boys, With their fresh remarks, And the buzz and noise, And the firecracker sparks. And the water gun, And the bubble gum, And no homework done, And the tacks for the thumb,

(Put on seats of course) Now I ask you-

Are students human? But they sometimes show a pleasing

trait, That makes you think that teaching's

great. They understand The lesson you've planned, A chance remark That sets a spark Of learning going throughout the

room. They do their work, Then act as your clerk. They bring you flowers when they're

in bloom. If I ask you- Are students human?

I don't really mean it. MARION HERMAN, 8A4

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THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS

. d OF 7A FRESHIES .

Today was the first day in a new school for Margie and Mugsy. Margie and Mugsy were sister and brother. The name of the new school was Boody Junior High School. This was the first time that they were in a school that had-a name besides a number. In their other school there were just the words, "Public School" and the num- ber.

When they got inside, they didn't know which way to go, where the stair- cases were, where they led to, where their rooms were, and how to get to each particular one.

They had eaten a big breakfast in order to last from the time they left the house (8:15) till the time they usually had lunch (12:OO). Cap you imagine their surprise and dismay when they were sent to eat lunch at 1'1 : 15? Since they had eaten so much at breakfast, they were too full to eat anything, else so early, SO they didn't eat and they were hungry for the rest of the day.

out going the wrong way or getting reported., By the time they got their lunches to their seats, it was getting late and the monitors were telling them to hurry up. With .the little bit of food they finally gulped down, they went hungry again. After a week of this, they family got used to their lunch period.

AH this time they had not had any departmental!. When the weekend was over, departmentals started. Now Mar- gie and Mugsy were more puzzled than ever. There were bells everywhere, at the beginning and end of each period. They didn't h o w what they meant or even that they meant any- thing at all. Besides the bells there were mysterious staircases that led everywhere and nowhere.

When they got their first-third re- port card, they were surprised to find that, they failed in some sub- jects and got bad conduct marks. In the other school, they always had good subject marks. They didn't have as much homework and so they didn't get as many reports for incomplete homework. They were in such a dith-

The next day they didn't eat any er, that after the first report card, breakfast at all. When they tried to they resolved that they would remem- get food they didn't know how to get * ber all the

gone through in the 7A

the food, to get it to their seats, bring for every term. , Jf .

the trays back, and get out with- ~iBftUiA SILVERGUTE, 7B1

SURPRISE! The room was full of joyful laugh-

ter and noise. Ellen's Halloween party was halfway through and Ellen was about to announce the surprise of the evening.

"Boys and girls, I know you all are in suspense to know what the sur- prise is. I know I am."

"Don't you know?" several excited voices asked.

"No, I don't. Only my parents know."

"Well, tell them to tell us." At this point Ellen's mother inter-

rupted and said, "Look toward the the door and you will see someone come in."

Obediently, the children turned towards the door, and a figure in a black costume entered. It was evi- dent that he was a boy or man, since he had tight pants on. He walked over and stood quietly by the other chil- dren.

Ellen's mother continued, "You, at the end of the party will each have the, chance to guess who this person is. Now, continue with the party."

They did, but numerous glances were sent towards the mysterious fig-

ure. At last Ellen's mother gave the signal for the fun to stop.

"The time to guess has come. If your guess is correct, you will receive a prize."

They formed a line and each took a guess, but none of them was right.

"It seems as if the man will have to present himself in his correct iden- tification." Mrs. Andrews, Ellen's mother, asked the mysterious man, "Would you please?"

"Yes, madame," he said and made an elegant bow.

He quickly removed his mask and the children gave a startled exclama- tion. They would never, never have guessed.

Yes, it was their mean, strict, math teacher. But now he had a gay and kind expression on his face. He laughed at the unbelieving expres- sions on his students' faces. Yes, he actually smiled.

The prize was given to him, and as he opened the box, a jumping jack jumped into his face. He giggled de- lightedly like a young school boy.

The 7B children of Ceville Junior High School never forgot that event.

JOSEPHINE IERELLI, 8B1

DECEPTION It was the middle of the term, and

the junior class of Central High was buzzing with excitement. Two new girls were coming into the class. The boys were excited thinking- about the possibilities of the new girls, as girl- friends and such. At all the hen parties

of the large, heavy, horn-rimmed glasses on top of them. AIJ together, she looked like a character who wasn't worth knowing. -But the strange part is that she really was a nice girl. Her character was of the best, and she was smart, but no one knew it.

As you have probably guessed, , the subject uppermost in -everybody's . Sherida, or rather, Sherry, as she was mind was the two incoming strange named on the .spot, was received with girls. Wouldn't you be excited if open arms by the Junior Class of Cen- you knew you might gain a best friend . tral High. And Matilda-well Matil- or an enemy? da might as well not have been there,

The day that the girls were to enter . as she just wasn'tnoticed. ~ i c e ~ i for the school finally dawned, and that, a few remarks from some of the girls morning, in two new homes in Benning- about how' homely she looked, she ton, there were two excited girls. At was entirely forgotten. 602 Danton Road, blonde, green-eyed - The term progressed, and Matilda's Sherida Lake was eating in feverish haste and anxiety. She had dressed in such a leisurely manner that there was no time for eating. But her blue and gold suit fitted her to a perfction that only a mother's eye and hand can achieve. And though she expressed doubts as to how she looked, deep down in her heart was the vain knowl- edge that she was-and looked- beautiful.

At the other new home, there was no leisurely dressing or gobbling of food. At Matilda Dennison's home, every- thing was done in a quiet, orderly, clockwork precision. Matilda's hair, though she brushed it one hundred strokes every night, was still dowdy, stringy, and an-insignificant color of brown. Her face was very plain and ugly. She had beautiful, soft, gray eyes, but they went unnoticed because

shyness~the girls and boys called her stuck-upand Sherry's popularity both increased as the days went by. There was a great deal of uneasiness in the class about this time because a number of thefts had been committed. All eyes secretly shifted to Matilda. One day, there was a special exami- nation being given which was very important and was being conducted by the principal. Suddenly, the 'principal called out, "That girl, you will not be promoted, for CHEATING." The class stared, astonished. Again all eyes shifted to Matilda. They were not told who the girl was, but the class knew, or rather, thought they knew.

.f As the petty thefts continued, the hos- tile, accusing eyes were turned on ~a t i lda"~en1~ . Like a small turtle, which withdraws into its shell when people are around, so Matilda with-

made her aunt go to school, her aunt being unaware of what was hurting Babs. A serious talk with her teach- ers led to delving into her outside curricular activities. The matter was

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brought before the principal and he assured the aunt everything would be , taken care of.

The principal, being very under- standing, and having very modem ideas, decided to ask Babs to come to his office to help him with the prob- lems of religious persecution. Babs was startled and almost hilarious when she thought of it, she, Babs Reynolds, the laughing stock of the whole high, was asked by the principal to aid him in finding modern ways of penetrating the heads of the students-what can happen when someone is hurt, whether it be person, feeling or religion. The next morning she reported to the prin- cipal and was surprised to find he un- derstood her problem, for she thought she was the only one who ever went through the straid of adolescence.

From then on, Babs was set straight and so was her class, for, unknown to her, her class was given a copy of The High School Code of Behavior to lean. The High School Code of Behavior is a senior copy of The Junior High School Code of Be- havior.

GERALDINE DERBY, 8A1

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This is a word which all of us should try to understand. What does it mean to you? To me, it means realizing that I am not perfect and therefore I must not demand or always expect perfec- tion in others. It means that every hu- man being has a right to his opinion and a right to do things in his own way even if it differs from my way. The Bill of Rights is one of the most tol- erant documents in the Constitution. I t guarantees all people freedom of speech, freedom of the press, freedom of thought, freedom of religion and trial by jury.

Why anyone should discriminate -

against a person because of race or , religion has always puzzled me. After all, none of us choose our race or reli- gion. We were all created as "God wanted us to be.

I am sure that if everyone tried just a little to be tolerant of his neighbors, friends, classmates, co-workers and everyone he meets in the general walk of life our country would benefit great- ly. Everyone would try to be construc- tive instead of destructive and make our country a better place in which to live regardless of race, color or creed. So let us try this very day not to speak only of tolerance but to be tolerant.

ATOMIC POWER Atomic power, as you might know,

is so new to man, and came upon him so suddenly, that he does not quite know exactly what to do with it.

From the few experiments yet con- ducted, it has been discovered that the power can do as much good as it did bad. All agree it will revolu- tionize the world. It rob ably will take the place of electricity.

In the medical field, experiments have already shown that atomic pow- er can reach deeper and more thor- oughly through the body than did radium. In the field of astronomy, atomic power can conduct great rock- et ships bearing human cargo to dif- ferent planets. This energy can help men live much longer than they do presently. A plan to achieve it is already in the making.

In industry, it can, and will, even- tually enable factories to operate by a process of button pressing. This will not necessitate putting men or women out of work.

But, as I have previously stated, it could do enough damage to destroy civilization and most of the human race. For this reason, the United Nations made plans for an interna- tional atomic committee.

This new strength will be the great making or the undoing of civiliza- tion and its people.

DONALD MILLER, 8B1

WILL THIS BE OUR FUTURE? Two scientists are debating strongly

on a subject which seems to be of great importance. Each is giving his logical conclusion, thinking at the same time of the absurd viewpoint of his oppo- nent. The topic of discussion takes us back three million years. One scientist insists that there was civilization at that time. He has proof before him, a piece of machinery which was excavated from near a high mountain. The an- cient object was constructed with re- markable ability, and the scientist firmly claims that where there was machinery there had to be civilization. The second man disagrees violently, stating that such an idea is impossible.

We will leave these men now and study the problem. Let us suppose a cultured world did exist three million years ago. Science had widely pro- gressed and finally it happened. The atom bomb was invented. Soon after the secret of atomic power became in possession of several men, who were planning to conquer the world! In try- ing to do so, however, these men had not realized that they were planning their doom. For in using this deadly power unwisely, there soon was no world to conquer. It had been blown to bits!

Let us hope that our age will not use the atomic power so tragically as did these men. Millions of years from now, will we be the subject of a quarrel between two scientists, as to whether our civilization ever existed?

MARIE DI CAPUA, 9B3

TRICKS FOR TEENS Wait! Here is some good advice

for you teen-agers. Before you start looking for new fall clothes, why not take a look at last year's wardrobe? You'd be surprised at how you can change the appearance of dresses and skirts by adding a few accessories here and there. Clothes that you thought were ready to be handed down to baby sister will suddenly look en- tirely different.

Why don't you look through moth- er's sewing closet and pick up a few odd pieces of felt? You can put them together and make a little animal. Put a pin through it and you have a very cute little pin to put on your blouse which you thought so dull.

If ~ o u ' v e been reading the latest fashion notes, you'll remember that tiny waistlines are all-important. There's nothing like a pretty belt to show off the waistline of a dress or skirt. Here's one you can make of varied color felt and it will certainly add contrast to your outfit. It's made with a tiny buckle that you can find at any sewing counter or salvage from an old belt.

And how about that gorgeous slip that is too good to give away? I have the solution. Just take a piece of lace four or five inches wide and add it to the hem of the slip and you will have a brand new slip.

How about that hairdo to match that lovely face of yours? Take a protractor, paint it with nail polish, and put a nice colored pencil through it. Presto! You have a nice hair clip to put on almost any hairdo you wish.

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If you prefer, you can put a bow in your hair just as you do on your blouse.

Was I right when I said that ac- cessories can do the tricks to your clothing? You bet!!

LITA RAWDIN, 7B1

TRICKS EENS Fashions have changed and this time

the skirts are going down. Think of all the money being spent because your dress hems will not fit these new lengths.

You've recently bought a new dress and now the styles have changed and you can't make it longer. And may I ask who said that.

Just buy a piece of material of any color you wish. You can fringe or ruffle your hemline or do numerous other things with it.

Do you want to make your suit longer and more in style? Cut the edges of the jacket in bolero form. If it's a solid color suit, trim the edges of the jacket in a checked material. Trim the bottom of the skirt in the same manner.

Here's a trick for a teen that's real- ly something. Have you any spare safety pins that are getting rusty? Here is a use for them that will show their beauty. Take a heavy piece of brightly colored thread or cord. String this through the holes of the safety pins. This has been done before and it really looks lovely when finished.

Now, having saved you so much money, our fee is ten dollars.

DIANE ENGELHARDT, 7BR MURIEL KATZ, 7BR

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BOYS

Birnbaum, Marvin Boskoff, Ira Braverman, Donald Catanzaro, Edward Dombro, Roy Friedman, Marvin Harris, Sidney Katz, Leonard Levine, Alan Lubin, Howard Mandel, Martin Wiederkehr, Martin Kramer, Ronald

GIRLS

Amdur, Anita Berman, Irma Beyda, Paulette Brenner, Gloria Brodie, Barbara Kutchin, Renee Levenson, Joan Newman, Rona Schmeltz, Ruth Seigel, Phyllis Seltzer, Paula Shomberg, Helen Smith, Glenda Stiglitz, Miriam Taylor, Bernice Wapner, Thelma Weisen, Elaine Allen, Roberta

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BOYS

Apicello, Guido Azzinari, Dominick DiGiovanni, Ernest Hanan, Morton Impastato, Dominick Introne, Robert Ippolito, Hector

LoMonaco, Louis Maisano, Joseph Manenti, Anthony Montano, Richard Pellechia, Fred Pellettieri, John Rindone, William Rippa, Jerry Panetta, John Vinciguerra, Eugene Weiss, Murray

GIRLS

Geraolo, Diana Davie, Johanna DeFranco, Grace Foti, Antoinette Guerrieri, Lucy Massaro, Anna Matropaolo, Diana Piccininni, Theresa Saraco, Gloria Sardo, Vincenza Ventura, Marie Haynes, Geraldine Marzano, Rita

BOYS

Barrick, Robert Fox, Ronald Garil, Stanley Gottesman, Morton Levinson, Howard Misail, George Shindler, Bernard Shotsky, Paul Rosenbaum. Marvin

GIRLS

Abramson, Dorothy Cummings, Christina DiCapua, Marie Eskow, Renee Fraider, Zena Gross, Renee

Hedaya, Altoon Hidary, Hannah Katz, Enid Lewis, Natalie Mirabella, Norma Oring, Joan Pecorella, Betty Siegel, Cecile Siegel, Jane Stone, Beverly Thieke, Dorothy Traub, Roberta Gevirtzman, Joyce Sokolof, Phyllis Zavalin, Sandra

BOYS

Amato, Joseph Cisternino, Thomas Desiderio, Jerry DiSalvo, Leonard Errico, Eugene Ferro, Leonard La Grua, Joseph Moretti, Joseph Naglieri, Patsy Paciello, Anthony Pranzo, Gary Ressa, James Russo, Frank Sprizzo, James

GIRLS

Barone, Sarah Bussetti, Doris Copertino, Lucy Coppa, Mary D'Anna, Mari De Stefano, Geneviev Falcone, Adele Ferrara, Filomena Lapadula, Elizabeth Mancuso, Elvera Mascera, Lucy Montalto, Giovanna Pastorelli, Palma

O U R G R A D U A T E S

Pulise, Camille Thomaides, Bessie Tumminia, Lillian Piccirello, Dolores Portelli, Josephine

BOYS

Boris, Donald Cariello, William Confino, Harvey Esposito, Anthony Incantalupo, Joseph Kabat, Allan Lacognata, Philip Licata, Vincent Lieberman, Robert Mangano, Robert Marchfeld, Emanuel Meluso, Joseph Pallotto, Andrew Polichetti, Vincent Thompson, Harry Tortorice, Michael Ciraolo, Basil Guarraci, Joseph

GIRLS

Altman, Sydell Artino, Carmela Dishuk, Edna Ellenbogen, Sylvia Goldberg, Sandra Goldfarb, Irene Sirois, Anna Trachtenberg, Claire Vicat, Janice

BOYS

Bennett, Peter Bozzomo, Joseph Cardinale, Michael

Cauciella, Joseph Cicalo, Henry De Santis, John Lentini, George LoFargo, Frank Sarola, Nicholas Tropea, Anthony Zsrfuss, William

GIRLS

Banco, Josephine Cavallo, Marie Donatelli, Constance De Torre, Louise Di Martino, Elizabeth Lonardo, Lorraine Palazzolo, Laura Pasculli, Nancy

GIRLS patinella, ~ o s e -

Alvino, Felicia Silecchio, Grace Torchiano, Theresa

Brocco, Marie Capo, Rita Zaccagnino, Jean

Cavuto. Eleanor Occhini, Marion

Citrano, Connie De Giulio, Aida De Leonardis, Viola Giuffre, Carmela Gullo, Rosalie Iacopini, Josephine Malkentzos, Helen Martino, Anna Mattiolo, Rose Carnelli, Camille Mazzella, Jeannette Turris, Rose Zifarelli, Angelina Sottile, concetta

BOYS

Amoruso, Frank Civiletti, Jack Fiocco, Cosmo Gallelli, Patsy Gumina, Frank Kurtz, Stanley Laban, Philip Lupo, Andrew Mattaliano Salvatore Miracco, Frank Valicenti, Robert Tringali, James Barone, John Vivolo, Vincent

BOYS

Bennett, William Carna, Larry DeLesparro, Louis De Orio, Frank De Pierro, James Lepore, Dominic Levey, Warren Nearey, Peter Moricca, Patsy Rivieccio, Louis Stanzione, Peter Treadwell, Albert Wasserman, Malcolm Di Turi, Vito Patalano, James Iocolano, Mario

GIRLS

Ferrarella, Mildred Lerario, Elizabeth Longo, Florence Mannini, Josephine Paterno, Lucia Pisana, Frances Tesauro, Pauline

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A R K A D E F U R C O .

115 WEST 29th STREET New York 1, N. Y.

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SCHAFFER & LANDAU 231 WEST 29th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

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M . W E I T Z M A N 333 SEVENTH AVENUE

New York 1, N. Y.

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FASHIONBUILT FURS, Inc. 305 SEVENTH AVENUE

New York 1, N. Y.

K A T Z B R O S .

154 WEST 27th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

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GOLDMAN & FERNSTEIN 153 WEST 27th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

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H A M E L & S H N E I D 131 WEST 30th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

GEIMAN AND BIRNBAUM 333 SEVENTH AVENUE

New York City

BERNARD HANS and BRO. 333 SEVENTH AVENUE

New York City

A. SCHIFRIN AND SON 231 WEST 26th STREET

New York City

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M I D T O W N F U R C O . 146 WEST 29th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

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J O S E F P E R E Z 130 WEST 30th STREET

New York 1, N. Y.

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J. HANDELMAN AND SON 333 SEVENTH AVENUE

New York 1, N. Y.

OIL BURNERS - SALES - SERVICE Modem Heating Systems Installed

2103 EAST 3rd STREET, Brooklyn 23, N. Y.

RK JEWELRY EXC

NIEDERMAN RADIO SHOP

I l l VAN SICKLEN STREET at AVENUE S

Office: 2075 West 5th St., Brooklyn 23, N. Y.

Phone DEwey 9-4240 Sanitas Wall-Tex

N. SCHILDKRAUT & SONS FINE QUALITY

W A L L P A P E R Sun Proof and Washable

725 AVENUE U (Corner East 8th Street) Brooklyn 23, N. Y.

Moulding the young thoughts of small children through their tender years is the burdensome task of teachers. Upon the calibre of their instruction, patience and fortuitous motherliness depend the quality of citizenship of the morrow.

The firm of which I can proudly say has had much to do with the furnishing of many of the homes of our graduates of Boody Jr. H. S. joins me in justified salute to these classroom mothers and fathers who have been responsible for so much that is good which has been im- planted in the characters of my children, Anne, class of 1944, and Billy, Jr., class of 1948.

To these fine educators and their superiors I gratefully dedicate this memorandum of affectionate appreciation and I promise that I will fulfill to my best ability the great ambitions that they have imparted to my children.

WILLIAM C. RINDONE Associate Manager

T I F F O R D

FURNITURE AND APPLIANCES, INC.

158 AVENUE A

Manhattan, New York City