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

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OF JACKSO lllc lmc uutsulc IYVII has Ircunllc us lllllfll a part of 'l'c'c'l1 IISllll'I'1ldi0l0KVCI',Ul' thc IIIIIVIIIAUOIII. 1':YL'l'ySCl1i0l' proh- ICIII-i'Ulli'Cl'llillg the NROTC. sc'llolzn'ships, :md t1'z1usc'1'ipt fUl'lllS-llllS ltfciwcl 21 hearing thc-rc. in Mr, kIz1ctks0n's Of- firm . XX CPM,-V5 .. 'YMN5 K Mr. Wesley S. Jackson Senior Adviser -1 .NOKM55 St STANUN?

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THE AGE I Is THAT . -M-5?!l Slfli THAT Flil.1.0XV? He's a Senior. Sure, he's wearing a senior button, hut you can tell hy other signs that he has long since forgotten the liner points ol' freshman I.P. You may detect in his eyes and features an evidence of meditation, unlike the counte- nance Il10St often worn hy Tech lledgings. An appearance not produced by wondering where the Tech Shangri-La Q5Clj is, but one expressive of the long face that Regents EX2llHlIlIiIl0llS, problems of placement, college appli- cations, college entrance exams, and scholarships force the senior to adopt. Have you ever noticed the sun glasses he sometimes wears? Not an expcdiency, hut only a manifestation of the i'Senior complex. lf the aspects ol' our private lives and of world affairs were controlled by the color through which they were viewed more of us would be wearing colored glasses. Unfortunately, such is not the case. The senior faces the fickle, competitive world, a trifle uncertain and none too wary, but not entirely unprepared, for he is armed with twelve years of comprehensive education. Certainly, his education has only begun, but it is for him to use the knowledge thus far acquired as the basis for molding a progressive, peaceful, and happy world. 26

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1x06 v ofetrff Us Faces became familiarg a more fra- ternal feeling pervaded our dances, for we were socially maturing. The Sev- enth term dance-a preview of senior activities! It was nice being 11 junior senior. Our Senior Night was II swell showl Charley dill look comical dressed as Il female. And wasn't th11t classroom satire El riot? And then- qlune 20, 19-17-the biggest single social event of all our years at Tech- thc Senior Prom! Maybe it was your first form11l affair? XVas that me in Il sharp dinner jacket with a dazzling girl who wore il misty gown and a fragrant corsage? At the Hotel Pierre, wasn't it? Thick carpets and an inti- mate atmosphere: a truly perfect set- ting from which to fade out of a glorious period of our lives. . . PH DAYDREAMING Very few of us came to those dances in first or second term, mostly lJCC2lllSC there were no girls in the school 11nd we were too young to date any from other schools. Maybe in third or fourth? Say! Remember the blinking red night lights of the radio tower, 11nd how proud we were of our big gym with its oval track, 11nd her admiring gasps at the bro11d marble first floor halls 11nd impressive lobby with its symbolic bronze seal. Perhaps you saw the first amateur show? lV2lS1llI it strange to see our solemn plush, assembly hall llSUlllly filled for more formal purposes, packed with lilllgllillg boys and girls, with not 21 worry or thought of school in their heads? Our junior year saw a change in our spirits.