Brooklyn Technical High School - Blueprint Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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JUNE l2, I943: Island of Pantelleria surrenders to the Allies after intensive bombardment. P G S t ff' rs FRIDAY NIGHT, The 30th oT The monTh, and The galleries are packed. The curTain's up and The only lighT is a soTT glow casT by The burning oT The Teachers' ears. Senior NighTl We're siTTing in our seaTs wiTh our women, cooing sweeT noThings all The while. On sTage, a whole galaxy oT sTars: lThaT is, Joe GoTTlieb as Danny Kaye, Joe GoTTlieb as Jimmy The G Fur Years... ,Their Memorable Scenes Are Recalled 3 Senior DuranTe,eTc.l.And humor? l-lu- THE COLUMBUS DAY PARADE, 1944: The Tech bancl marches clown Fifth Avenue .... In school, Mrs. Klock directs a broadcast rehearsal. H ND SO WE Tace The TuTure wiTh boTh hope and assurance. The lessons learned we will never . . . The TorrenT oT words Tlow on, and ebb away. ln Their walce, seaTs Tull oT beaming adulTs and rows oT crumpled sTudenTs engulTed in The swirling mass. We've been here counTless Times. The aisles have TelT our Tread scores oT Wednesdays, innumerable Tuesdays. The seaTs have borne our weighT Tor Tour long years and yeT TonighT Time hangs heavy on our hands. TonighT The seaTs are hard, The aisles impassible. The place is sTrange TonighT oT all nighTsl The voice drones on . . . WhaT's he saying now, Joe? No answer. Joe is deaT and dumb

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JULY lO,l943: AHhsinvade ScHy mor is coming trom all directions. Who was that woman I saw you with? That was no woman: that was my quiz robot! Why did the chicken . . . Oh, never mind. You know-Hu- mor. Real, original humor. They are rolling in the aisles, but the Longtellows come and make them put the dice away. And then, dancing. Colored lights, and two solid hours ot dancing to the strains ot a name band. llfveryone is calling them names.l We are getting cheated-the trumpet player is only playing with one lip! Gee, but it's swell. Senior Nighty what an experience! Only once in a lite- time. What's that you say? l DONT? Fitty-tive, huh. All right: Twice in a lite- time. But we all tail together! Senior Night, June '46. Same cast and audience, held over by demand. !Qq6'7v! , A BRIDGE OF BALSA WOOD shown at the 1945 Hobby Show . . . Good Knight, Sweetheart . . . The Art Course. tonight. l-le's thinking. What's he saying, Bill? No answer. Talkative Bill is quiet tonight. l-lis lock ot hair combed back and a tie where one never was, draped around his neck. The voice stops. A mo- ment's silence and a new clear voice begins. Like a set ot jack-in-the-boxes the rows ot students rise up in answer. A name is called. l rise, my teet like lead weights, through the aisle, up the steps. My hand outstretched, l receive a sheet ot parch- ment, a beaming smile, and a hearty handshake. l turn, go down the steps. Graduation is over. E ,L