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

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PAGES F 250 you AQTIZ the Great Era when the Honor Roll heeaiiiie so enormous that the faculty stepped in and tipped the qtmliiiot- tions 5 points? The shire-tli'iiei'sI llenieni- her the day when the Tet-h Hanidhook was lsstlllll to the school? Then ne knew who, nliut they were doing. hone it mis donel F R TOMORROW and where, and when. Rememher hoth of the hilariously sueeessful Amateur Shows, and the sm-alpers with the front-row Seats? 'Tye Cot the Cyp-Sheet Blues, you would sing as yon strolled through the halts after ti test. Thinking Iitivk, you wish again for tht- glory ol' those good old Teeh dazeli' lo QOH X0ltH0l'l l El' the moments of your very. very hrst nightmarish week in Tevh when eyeryhody seemed to eo C I hrst time they pinned something on you. and you he against you . . . that trapped feeling you had the had to serve detention . . . those kissing sounds that greeted your first attempt at volunteering to help a teavlier . . . ull the planning ond scheming that went into your first attempt to snr-nk into the lunehroom line . . . that soaring feeling yon had when you got e your first puir of goggles . . . how your jacket got HOLE IN ONE heavier und heavier as you reeeiyed more and more Ter-h pins . . . Dc-hniey Day. when your hand used to BUT I DIDN'T SNEAK INTO LINE! go limp from filling out till those Delaney cards . . . how your parents reuvted the first time you hrought home a report wird with El red eirele on it . . . the feeling of ecstasy the first time you saw your name in the Surrey . . . all the little things-the joys and .sorrn1tfs. the frienclslzips-Ilzut are Tech? We flol READING LESSON HANDS ACROSS THE G-0 TABLE ,r,r Ai it ..., 7, X 0' f f ' 0 ff , - .W ,,,.,,-,A4..m,, ,,.M,7,:E5E3,,-V vvvv: 1,1 ,

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RES YOUR PASS? SURVEY-ERS: INK IN THEIR VEINS THE ARTISTIC TOUCH AFTEI Ti-IE BELL WAS VVEI JAQ SJQHJ fglllgf It's 3:10 PM. The school empties. But start walking through the long halls and you'll find- Lookl Whats in that room? A shutter. a lens. some film. and several shutterlJugs exchanging comments on the techniealities of the camera. Boy. what pictures they takel You continue strolling through the halls. Hear that racket? Sounds like falling pots and pans. hut it's only the Jitterliugs of the Jazz Cluh heating it out. Look at the rahhits drifting along on clouds of smoke down there near SSG! Some future Hou- dinis are aspiring to make Tech vanish. Quick! Duck into this room Iiefore that glaring sorcerer practices his neeromancy on you. Hey. shut off that radio! It's the hoys of the Television Cluh. Not only do they want an earful. hut also an eyeful. Meanwhile. up in the Clouds. amateur as- tronomers. with the aid of telescopes. yiew other planets land sometimes female pedes- triansjl Oh. ohl You almost passed the teaCher's lunchroom. where Teelrs great dancers learn how to dance. Girls from other schools sometimes lend a hand Iand forml. Well. after this trip. you must he convinced that in Tech life begins at 3:10I as - s A vagfgias-ef ,JEE- WTS fy M ARAD - F-1 ROLL YOUR OWN WALTZ ME AROUND, WILLIE I-7