Bay Ridge High School - Maroon and White Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Something Happens Something usually does when Norma Cary and Helen McCulloch go off on c: hunt- to Europe, no less! Here's their letter to Pam Blenc-owe. EAR PAM, D Here's hoping you've got a strong constitution and not a weak heart, 'cause a letter from us must be a big surprise. We decided on a joint lettereyou see, we've been in Scotland almost a day now, and the Scot's idea of thrift has already so taken possession of us, that one stamp is all we can possibly bring ourselves to use. tAfter all, two pence half penny is nothing to be sneezed atj . I guess we'd better tell you about the Rex first. We can't begin to explain the thrill we got as the boat slowly slid away from the pier. Norma was feeling rather weepy, but after the first meal, she perked up. We used plenty of energy playing deck tennis, shuffleboard, and swimming in the Lido pool, but promptly replenished the lost energy by devouring yards and yards of spaghetti, and topping each meal with pastry and bisque tortoni. When we had only six courses, we began to feel neglected. All was harmonious between us till we both began to compete for the attentions of practically the only unattached male aboard la southern plantation owner whose sparsity of hair belied his rumored age of thirty, and who, for the purpose of losing twenty pounds, made his daily repast solely on lamb chops and pineapplel. But after we learned he couldn't truck, we lost all interest in him, and again became friends. The boat docked on the fifteenth of May, in Naples. The most striking thing was all the uniforms; practically every male we saw from the tender age of five to fifty, sported a uniform. The plumes on some of the officers' hats would have made Mae West's insignificant. Our hotel was directly opposite the Bay of Naples and, by standing on our balcony, we could see Mt. Vesuvius and the steady stream of smoke it emitted. Next we went to Rome via third class railway. We became very indignant when we saw that American Express had made reservations in third instead of first class, but when we asked about it, we found the only difference between the two was that in first, there were pictures on the compartment walls. So . . . we rested our eyes on each other instead of someone's weird conception of Dante's Inferno, and saved our lira. tContinued on Page lOZl Sixty-nine

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Climbing Kittens By BETTY LINDQUIST hh HeOH, there goes another perfectly good pair of stockings. All 0 because of , but wait, a good story always begins at the be- ginning. When we first saw her, she was caught in a neighbor's basement. Dirty, dusty, and thin, she looked as though she hadn't eaten for days, which was probably true. Sis and I fell in love with her, dirt and all, but Mother . . . Well, we finally broke down Mother's sales resistance, or cat resistance, or whatever it was, because after much persuasion on our part, she finally let us keep Sister, although she stoutly maintained that one cat is enough for a family in the city. Sister flourished under our loving care, and became a beautiful, sleek coal-black member of the feline category. When we discovered she was to have kittens, we became wild with joy, for now we would have our own kittens to play with and fondle and love. If we had treated her well before, she was treated as a piece of costly china now. Sister had all she could possibly want to eat and more. Nothing was too good for our pampered pet now. I remember well the afternoon the little darlings arrived. The snow was whirling around outside, with the wind blowing great gusts against the window. Sister had long since been provided with a cardboard box, which she would have none of, and which Patsy, our other spoiled pet cat, promptly monopolized. However, by dinnertirne, she had presented us with four descendants, two black, two grey. l was frankly disappointed in them. They looked like so many mice, instead of fluffy kittens. But I bore up bravely, and tried to love them anyway. Sister was very glad to share them with us, those first weeks. She would look up and beg us to tell her what a good little mother she was, and how lovely her babies were. But when they were about three weeks old, and big enough to scratch tContinued on Page lOSl Sixty-eight

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Class PIOpheCy NN OOD EVENlNG, ladies and gentlemen, this is yours truly, the Vox 6 Pop editor, broadcasting as usual in front of the Empire State building. lllnstead of making an announcement on tonight's subject, let me read some headlines which have appeared in newspapers tor the last week and which have brought so many lovely Bay Ridge ladies here this evening. Tuesday, February 1, 1940. lLevine Super Colossal films to Seek New Star over Vox Pop Program. Caroline Levine, Hollywood Producer, to Choose Successor to Norma Shearer from among old Classmates of Bay Ridge High School' uMiss C. Levine of Levine, Levine and Levine Super Colossal films, said in an interview today, Yes, it is quite true we are looking for a successor to Miss Shearer, who has just retired. The qualifications include being a graduate of Bay Ridge High School, Class of Ianuary 1938, and having a personality that will carry over the tootlights.' llWell, folks, now that you all know tonight's big news, we will pro- ceed with the program by asking New York's new mayor, the only person to whom LaGuardia would resign office, to say a few words. Introducing our first candidate, Her Honor, Mayor Geraldine Natolil HGood evening, my friends, I am happy to see all these old classmates of mine here today looking so fit. Many of them are well known to you in business, political, musical and art centers. uThat's line, Your Honor, and now it Miss Margaret tPegl Gillespie will step to the microphonewlolow do you do, Miss Gillespie. You were a member of that illustrious class, Ianuary 1938, were you not? HYes, l was. uAnd your present occupation? Editor of the New York Times. uAh, 1 know you are a very busy woman, so we do not want to detain And your name, please? llBeatrice Thien. uAnd your present occupation? llPrincipal of the Greenwood Kindergarten School. nWonderful, my dear madam. But, it you will permit me, an unusual occupation for such a fair young womaneAhem! Before we interview the next candidate, let me point out some celebri- tContinued on Page 1061 Seventy