Brookline High School - Murivian Yearbook (Brookline, MA)

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Wendolyn Beaton Aaron s. Becker When the risk is taken out there isn ' t much left. Catherine V. Becker l live my life as if what I do makes a difference. — William James SW,PL,AB,DC,AS — TFE HeyCoSaCKeD.G.S. and more memories — everyone out in front of the gym before practices —five radios with five different songs — soccer balls in the street — late buses — falling asleep during any and all audio-visual presentations — going out for Chinese food the night that mid-years ended and simply not believing we lived through it — the day before Christmas vacation — playing lecture chairs in 260- — food all over the place, everyone smiling, the band playing Christ- mas Carols — signing attendance sheets with all kinds of inventive names — sitting up in A-wing singing refrains of Oklahoma! at the top of our lungs — Mr. Ritchie and Mr. Young singing over the PA system in homeroom, if you have a PA system in homeroom — Mrs. Addelson singing choruses from The Pirates of Penzance — singing the Star Spangled Banner before the Newton North Soccer game — pulling all-nighters over the telephone — Mr. Wright hanging his glasses on his ear — outlining 47 pages of history in one night for Mr. Dudley, that silver-tongued master of intellectualism often seen doubling as a swinging cowboy — broken clocks — B Blocks that you didn’t think were ever going to end — reading writing, memorizing, thinking, hurrying, laughing, moan- ing, sleeping — sleeping some more sleeping an awful lot — surviving four very incredible years Marina Belozersky Michelle A. Beckford Reach out and guide me but do not push Reach out and talk to me but do not lecture Reach out and help me and we can be friends. Love thanks to mom dad Hey Chill — What Up! DL CC KM ST SC KH JC SA LW CS YC JC MA Carolyn Bender Don ' t let life discourage you; everyone who got where he is had to begin where he was. F.F. Hey CoSaCKed C.S., P.L. Hi Jay Bee M.W. I.W.N.F.Y.

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Megan Athanasiou There may be more beautiful times: but this one is ours! THANX mom and dad! V.A., C.S., A.C. Moe, you ' re my bestest” pal. CIAO” Rachel Bader I shall gather up these Fragments of my life and make a crazy-quilt of them. Or a mosaic of interesting oattern-unity in diversity, this will be an adventure. Robin Axelrad Live every day like it was your last. You only live once, SO CO FOR IT! There are many things that we will remember: — that day in January during freshman year when we shunned academics to gather around the television in the library to cheer and jeer as Ronald Reagan was sworn in as President —that general feeling of quiet euphoria that envelops everyone after homeroom on Friday — sitting against the wall at 7:50 a.m. on a Monday morning before math watching the halls fill with people, the school come to life — blinding sunlight on the third floor bridges — Mr. Dudley with his Okay folks at the end of every class — the mouse in Mr. Cunningham ' s closet — taking off after A block to go see Return of the Jedi — avoiding the language lab — listening to the Police in the language lab — what language lab? — taking SAT’s in a history room with Mr. Cohen and a broken clock — that incredible feeling after exams in June — all that struggle to get out of this place and all of a sudden you don ' t want to leave — that first day when spring is in the air and everyone discovers the quad again — and the field and the frisbees and the sun — that other great feeling when it finally snows! — fire drills — some in the rain, some in the sun, some in the snow, some just inside the doorway — Fridays after homeroom — the huge traffic jam in front of Akers house Jeffrey Barber . . you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all — Candalf — Lesley P. Baron Once it was just innocence Brash ideas and insolence But you will never get away With the things you say Today. BUT YOU CAN TRY IF YOU WANT! Peter Townshend Jonathan A. Bassett You go to the right, and I to the left, or if you like, the other way.” — Dostoyevsky July 3. Situation hopeless. Off for Wimbledon finals. — Ambassador Duke 21

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Keith Benson Pamela Berger Sitting on the beach watching for a sail at last swimming out the silver trail leaving her shoes behind on the sand heading out to somewhere won’t be back for a while. Alexandra Berman Success comes to those who know it isn ' t coming to them and who go out to get it. Frank Tyger Thanks Mom, az,lb,yb,al,mp Linda Bernson Take your passion and make it happen, pictures come alive you can dance right through your life.” Thanks Mike Mom Love ya all; E.F,H.S,R.T,M.B,K.B,S.A. Always; C,J R. Straight line to L.A, twist , Nantasket the Vineyard, Park School Andrew L. Boni Caminante, son tus huellas el camino, y nada mas; caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Al andar se hace camino, y al volver la vista atras se ve la senda que nunca se ha de volver a pisar. Antonio Machado v Jean Blair — Let it stay forever now — — Psychedlic Furs EK, AD, CL, MC, RT, KS, Bl, JB, ON, R.X.V.: Yo te amo - I.M.,S.T,S.G,: The best — AY? Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast. — Oscar Wilde John Bowen And I knew that if l had the chance that l could make those people dance and they’d be happy for a while. — American Pie Suzan M. Blankschtein Thanks; Mom, Dad Dana for everything. I love you. Also; My best friend Larisa and the Brookline Israel gang, especially Vered S. Hope to see you all back in ISRAEL. I ' ll be thinking of you. Though we’re far apart, you ' re in my heart. Till we meet again someday. I ' ll be thinking of you. I luv U Mommie, NA, LW, JC, TC, CC, DA, KM, JM, BJ, CH, JL, AM, and the creator Cod. Tabatha Yolanda Boyd Hayley M. Berman under the spreading Chestnut tree I sold you And you sold me There lie they, And here lie we Under the spreading Chestnut tree. George Orwell Hanya H. Bluestone Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experiences of trial . can ambition be inspired and success achieved. Helen Keller Bruce Brown 23