Brooklyn Park High School - Bee Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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CLASS HISTQRY nearly wore out in a few days by constantly gazing at them! The year proved to be just as exciting and eventful as we had hoped. Each i958-'59 Junior remembers something from that wonderful ten months! Every student who was taken into the Honor Society in '58 can still recall that hysterical moment when the symbolic torch burst into flames, requiring one solemnly robed member to leap from his seat and gallantly remove the treacherous ob- ject from the stage. Then came the annual Sweethearts Ball, held in February. The Juniors on the dance committee went bravely ahead with their plans, trying not to think of the fifteen-inch snow which had ungraciously interfered with the same dance, in the previous year. We weren't snowed out, though, much to the relief of those girls who enjoyed fresh flowers. The year progressed, we staggered through mid- term exams, and before we knew it, prom time had rolled around. The Juniors who decorated will never forget the Underwater theme chosen for the prom decorations, and they were beautiful. The Unsung Heroes of the year were Mrs. Crane and Mr. Pentz, class advisors who were more help than we could possibly say! We fin- ished out the school year, really none the worse for wear, and sadly bade farewell to many friends in the graduating class of '59 whose places we would be taking in a few months. We came through the doors of Brooklyn Park as seniors, in the fall of l959, and were the proverbial cocks of the walk - prepared to spend the entire year preening and glorying in being on top of the heap, However, this attitude lasted only as long as it took us to get settled in our classes and see how much work there was to be done and we did work, although our teachers often strongly voiced the opinion that we spent twice as much time in extra-curricular activities as we did in our studies. We didn't loaf all the time, though, most of us managed to gather enough credits to graduate. Mrs. Crane bravely returned in l959 to be our Senior class sponsor along with Mr. Shoup. They had a terrifically tough job, keeping a bunch of stubborn Seniors in tow, and all their help was truly appreciated by everyone. To think back and try to remember all the ex- citing, amusing, maddening, and terrifying things which happened during the year l959-l96O, would be a difficult task for any senior. We worked, danced, laughed, and shouted our ways through our senior year, and there are very few Seniors who can say that this year was not so full of life that many of us almost didn't make it.

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CLASS HI TORY Six years ago the class of l96O entered Brook- lyn Park High School for the first time, eager and unsuspecting. That first year was quite an ex- perience for all of us, and in our new positions as seventh graders we volleyed back and forth between absolute terror and supreme conceit. We survived, though, and struggled through the sev- enth and eighth grades fairly sucessfully, not counting those unfortunate little mishaps which often took place because our school was such a vast, confusing maze of doors and numbers. How many dozens of us, during those first few months, left one class, feverishly fumbling through our stu- dent handbooks, trying to locate room 226, on the second floor, left vertical wing, directly ad- jacent to room 2-il? But, we lived. Some of us even became familiar with the anatomy of B.P.H.S. We entered the ninth grade, most of us, in the fall of l956, ready to really get started on our high school careers. Although grade nine is actu- ally the final year of junior high, we stubbornly called ourselves Freshmen, and often became furi- ous when we were made to attend assemblies with lowly seventh and eighth graders. Our ninth grade Spring Formal, which we secretly called the Fresh- man Prom , was the outstanding social event of the year for us, and although the girls were a bit wobbly in six-inch glass slippers, and the boys who had been brave enough to come were stupified at seeing their giggly classmates in strapless gowns and sophisticated coiffures, a wonderful time was had by all. Upon entering the now-familiar building in the fall of our Sophomore year, we were horrified to discover that the room numbers had been changed! We refused to panic, however, and only a few stu- dents were lost down the garbage chute located in the janitors' closet. All of us were well under- way in our various courses now, and while the commercial students entered the new world of busi- ness, the academic students continued their fitful battle with algebra. The i957-58 year was a wonderful one, though, and it was during this first year of senior high school that we strength- ened our school ties by taking a greater part in the various school activities, and made many new friends. We also learned two new words in our Sophomore year- mid-year and final - which we have never forgotten. In many ways, it was a year of preparation for us-preparation for our last two, most important years. ln the fall of l958, we returned to school fairly bursting with all sorts of feelings-anticipation of wonderful things to come, pride in our new prestige as Juniors, and fear. l-ladn't we been told all through school: Buckle down, because your junior year is always the hardest ? We really didn't know what to expect. Except our class rings which we received in October, and

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