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

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The dawdlmg over that cup of coffee It tasted so good The congregatrons rn all churches praymg for the safety of our boys The comments on the srgns rn the wmdow of even store Illumrnatzon must be extrngulshed The way our troops looked rn Afrrca with therr Yankee features profiled by those huge sun helmets The way we had our harr cut close rn cherubrc curls The way you enyoyed harmonxzmg rngle angle rngle off kev The way everyone cherrshed her ratron book even more than her pocket book These are thrngs I wrll remember ust slmple meldents ust thmgs IMARIE PIRONE lllllllllUNMU100910UN!willll!UMUUMUllltlllllllllllllllll ! 7-iii .-fi-if -3 .153 Drmout I bum lblARIA . . I. 1 . . . 7 7 H . . 4 . . ,, . . . . . . . . . H . r r - , I , I. ,, . . J . . . 1 . 1 . aoooooooooooooooosscones: ,,,,.-, , i Z- 'l -- Jian Hd F, M A, - ,4.f' MLW, -Y ga--.-. ,E-12157 'jjj dn, , ', 'i T-I---' - -L f gf- Y T 112' 4- 'f Y Y, 6' - Y -7, -iii..-J-,:if1f,, , -' K 54 - -Q ' ,ff ,H - gf 'i , -- - W ,., T -- - ' ..,! L , F.. ,4, ...df I--- -' lf' 'fi' - V ,- S -f 'fr . ' ,K - Q ,,.,f ,,..:-- S' V .- ,, 7 fi.- A17 , ,..- r l - v - , v, 4. . r . .

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MST Tl-ll GS There are many thrngs I am preservrng for posterity thmgs whrch wrll not be found rn musty volumes 1n dlmly ht book hned hbranes thmgs not mcluded rn the causes results and battles of the war These are the small ever-evadmg vet hauntmg memorres pulsatmg as only the small personal brts of lrfe pulsate The grrls ln the automats deahng out one spoonful of sugar for each cup of coffee The lo n g trrp taken to Boston I standmg all the tlme The way those small httle cards posted on the trams perked you up because they stated you were standrng so that all our boys could be on the march The thnll of that hrst letter from overseas and the wav vou addressed vour letter Care of the General Post Ofhce The hlt Brng Crosbv made srngmg Whrte Chrrst mas The way everyone went around whrsthng When the Lrghts Go On Agarn All over the World The srght of Broadway blacked out All those servrcemen on 42nd Street The next door nerghbor rn slacks and whrte helmet gomg on duty as an arr rald warden The rmportance you felt vuth that whrte starched Ere warden band on your arm and the way everyone asked you what It meant That trlm ofhcer rn the WA A C un1fom1 so neat and dauntlessly young The sound of the arr rald slrens blowing at noon on Saturday like a banshee The way everyones heart stood Stull for yust a moment thrnkmg and afraxd rt was the real thrng The huge servrce flags suspended across the streets wrth Our Boys God Bless Them rn red whlte and blue That glddy feehng after the first pmt of blood was donated The young people at the U S O happrly munchrng doughnuts and srpprng elder The servxce Hags wlth therr whrte backgrounds and blue stars hung IH the vundow of each house on the street The srlent and forebodrng darkness of the streets vuth every other street lamp blacked out The sleepy lookrng headhghts of the autos wrth the lenses covered wlth black pamt rust a sht showrng The torch of the statue rn the harbor no longer hghted 'Ihe way nylon sto klngs were treasured each run a casualty . . . . . , , ... , . 7 1 o - - - , n x KA . .4 4 ,, . . . . H . . ' .4 rv ' ' ll ' .. - rr - u ay - - - - - u sr . . . Y. . . .... , , . . . . ' J ' ' u 1 ,, 4. . . . . r 7 - 7 7 I l 7 . 7' , 7. , . . 1 . v q - 4 - , .

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l UST UUGI-ITS Listening you hear the savage prrmrtiye rhvthms of a people and thrill to the foreboding wild music A mood of depression and utter futility assarls you The record stops and you laugh your mood ended Singing your vorce mingled vyrth many others vou smile at the thought of hatred and war People who are able to sing wrth one another will be able to mamtam the peace that yyrll folloyy war The piano continues and the song goes on Remembering you recall her tall mayestrc figure likened to a spruce her strong noble features her large eyrpressrye hands her simple philosophy of hfe She seems to be a Roman lady living again in the twentieth century VValltmg the fallen snow crunching beneath your footsteps the trees experience complete and serene peace the quietness of nature Svyrmmmg you sense the greenish blue yyay es coming at you rn a rolhck mg measure Your strokes cut the water deftlv flrmlv and you reach shore happy and fall exhausted on the hot gritty sand Running you feel the ram pour dovyn in great drops vyhrch blot the side yyally followed by harsh thunder and a yagged bolt of lightning The rain rnoistcns your face uphfted mary ehng at the diy erse beauty of nature Kneehng you note a dull thud of bench against the floor and your lynees feel the coarscned yy ood Ihe feeble hghts of the candles cast darlt shadows on the yy all You haye the feeling of being alone yy 1th God in lhs house talking to llrm omcrs NARDO . . , , . . . r J . , . 4' ' .v r I - f 'Y' . v . i g . 7 . . . v 7 .1 7 7 7 v 7 9 - V U V 1 l . K C n. 7 ' . 1 7 and bushes standing still and motionless like yvhite, glistening ghosts, you e 7 . 7 , x ' .f 7 1 7 .if 'f v l .V ' 7 . Y . 7 . . I I , 7 7 J ' v ,V 1 . .7 , 'L 1 ' . . Y- 7 . V I Y