Bronx High School of Science - Observatory Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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l a confused and frightened world. Somr ol' them hroke down and saifl H Udl'Y' with a sentiment they had kept Ullfllfl control for four years. They spoke wist- fully of their dances. The famous fifth term Sfunoo Hull. the sixth term .Shou- fmul. and the climax, the llffllll held HI tht' Park Sheraton. The term council. wl'10 had worked so hard. finally came in for its share ol' praise. 'lihey spoke of .llldl Deutsch. who formed it. and of lioh Feig- enson. Harris Fuller and Stan l,ulfman. who had led il to its present stature. They sadly recalled lVlrs. liirschner. pro- pounder ol' lfuclid. who had passed away early in their eighth term. They spoke nostalgically ahout their lost extra-cur ricular activities. Theirs was a class without Senior Nigfzl, without a Senior Dance. and without teams and cluhs. They were graduating at a time when the high school teachers of New York had hoycotted these activities until their salaries would he raised. The class also joked ahout the Air Raid Drills which had heen reinstated during their last term in school. still realizing that the disordered world which had caused this was nothing to joke ahout. And as they walked out to face this changing life. Alice knew she was leaving fhenz to un end and to a ,IVZ2'l'flfII'Hg. lfimim Niiwivux Comxnz Snxmzs FRED SUI-IN REFRESHMENTS Lllrlf lt is a paradox - lfleeing. like a disolmedient snow llake from the sky. Lingering. like a water drop upon a leal s edge. Vl hivh supplicates release hut shyly awaits the delicate hour. lilCARl'i'lvlil'i SlNlUKl'i Crow. young vine till you reach the threads of air. Then twist into ringlets of calmness. tttxinrvx Knsnix lst

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in mistaking the smoke-filled room for Xuts. Slipping out of this den. .-Xlice raced up the stairs and sidled past a person who held his nose with one hand and lil- tered some yellow fluid with the other. All around him students were luusy ana- lyzing . . . well. just analyzing. Alice heard a strange noise emanat- ing from the fifth lloor. .Xttracled lry it she soon found herself in a large room filled with huge contraptions. It fright- ened her and she quickly found her way out after stumbling over a few lingers. On her way down the stairs she glanced out of the window and saw a chair hurtling down. lt was never fully explained to her. The school was quiet now. This was the ollicial period of all students who weren't unlucky enough to get E.ll.L. lE.U.L. equals ernhezzled ou! of lunch! Alice won- dered why the third lioor was even quieter than the rest. hlayhe that man who paced up and down with the binoculars had something to do with it. Passing a door in the middle of the lloor she was knocked off her feet and almost overcome. A llashily dressed character in plaid dungarees with TH E UAST cigarette-holder to match appeared from lwehind it. flicking tohacco from his fin- gers and casually waving a pink pass with an olflcial seal on it. Alice was fas- cinated. But soon. seeking a little quiet she wandered up to the deserted lunchroom again. There she saw the ghosts of a suspended term council. She heard Judy standing up for w'omen's rights. and she saw Morris Bram loudly standing up for his rights. And she learned that these ghosts would never rest until every penny of the senior dues was in. else they were doomed to live in the PA. booth by day. soothed only hy the music of Buzzy Rohan and the Blue Notes. and to emerge arguing each afternoon. Alice was tired and she knew it was time to go home. But first she had to leave a little note of thanks to the people who had helped to make her day so pleasant. She slipped into the deserted main ollice and left one for Doc. whom freshmen fear and seniors love. A note was left to Nlr. Jackson. the perennial senior council adviser. and another Thani: lou propped up on .l11'kffs reading stand. She left a note for Dr. Meister. a semi-legendary figure in the lower terms. who turned out to he a man with the welfare of the class at heart. whom all students could approach and somelirnes did. Her hand was getting tired from writing. so she left one big thank you to the rest of the faculty and to everybody else she had met in the school. She told everyone that though there were no extra activities when she was there this term. she knew-' they had tried their best to help her have a swell time. And as she left. she saw' the final hreak-up of the class of January '5l. They were walking down the aisle for the last time. to receive their diplomas and then to enter his acts being of seven ages 13

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L l'lCl.lfl'l0 .'fQl UClf0I J ? lflflfeg 0lflI I'lCl 0 aa, SURIPTS Our term has lmeen particularly successful in harassing the faculty advisers of school publica- tions. Plagued hy a series ot' liroken deadlines. misplaced copy. and reporters vvho mistook the Surrey ollice for the lunchrooni vv as Adviser Miss Dorothy Frank. Chief culprits vvere Leon Prochnick. editor of Surrey' and his stahl-sSam Klein. manag- ing editor. Peter Schapiro and Howard Pechefsky. page editors. and Fred Sohn. Jim Rlier. George .-Xnsell and Stan Luhman. Nevertheless. in past terms. rain or shine Surrey came out. Last term it also came outfthe only publication in the city that douhled as vsall paperf as a dummied vvall copy. Miss Hachel Povereny received her chief annoy- ances from a hunch of future Nlenckens and loyces who sat around afternoons attempting to understand some ahstruse story. Among these literati vvere Henry Strage. managing editor. llernard Siskind. husiness editor. Michael Hollander. art editor. lim Blier. David Katz. Margaret Gottschalk. Helen Lurie. Marilyn Kushin. Herhert Harder. Hovsard Pechefsky. and .-Xnnette Della Penna. Menasha Tausner. Stanley Nathanson and Melvyn Humstein. last seen hoarding a llying saucer for Mars. vs rote ahout their scientific and fictional ex- periences in Eflliilill Shrdlu. Jim Blier and Henry Strage helped to puhlish the Guide Book. vvhich de- tined such terms as cutting and udetentionu for eyeryhodyis convenience. Vlihat you're fingering novv is the Observatory' and has heen produced over the half-dead bodies of Adviser Hr. Nathan fllicksman and Editors Henry Strage and Peter Schapiro. Their hodies. covered vvith printers' ink. may for long he viewed in the Cigelman lounge vvith a long list of items entitled Things still to he done hefore the slop- page endsii clutched in Mr. Clicksmans hand. All in all our term helped produce a lot of read- ing matter. If reading maketh a full man all those mentioned have certainly added to the fullness. faoin gpuirfe KOUL 7Wafl. 0 llfll CL lo