East New York Vocational High School - Crossroads Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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VI ood SSI' F0 C HllHlHl... man seeks a haven where, if but for a rapturous moment or two, his troubled mind, his weary body, and his unsatisfied soul may be at complete ease. ln this place of seclusion he mediates. Here, with undying courage and determination, he strives to perfect his environment, with a prayer that his God will prevent man's selfish will from adding further havoc to the world. Only in retreat can he find a haven. The retreat may be only a quiet bench in the park, but to its patronizer, it becomes a throne where the endless drama of life is brought before him. In his retreat he erects a barrier against time, he finds strength to believe in the ability of human nature, he cleanses himself of his egotistic greed, and he refreshes his mind with happy and pleas- and thoughts. In this realm truth prevails. With a body that is worth but little chemically, he yearns for a full, abundant life for himself and his fellow men, and he realizes the wealth his HN I-HS never-ending struggle with reality, 7 God and country offer. He delights in the goodness, beauty, and truths that are found everywhere. Spring to him is proof of a new world after a long gray winter. ln his re- treat, he discovers that little things make life understandable. And lastly, he possesses exuberant inward peace with his discovery that the only true point in the universe is God, and he pivots his life, dreams and ideals from that point. But he is not satisfied. He must generously abandon his haven for the reality of adding his contribution to the construction of a new world, for his soul cries out to weld what man's injustice has fractured, and until that is done he can have no rest. He launches his ideals gently, broadcast- ing them, until, fanned by his fellow man's approval, they are transformed into a gale and then into a tempest, sweeping with re- lentless fury, unyieldingly, until they have cleared a road of progress that will lead men to their goal. Philip Mancuso, 8MSl A soldier dreams when he's alone, Of sights and sounds and loves of home, Of laughing, singing, having fun, The happy little things he'd done. And now, so many miles away, The scenes crowd in, in bright array, Until all blend with a dazzling whirl, In the sweet smile of that one girl. A sudden noise-a deafning crash- Like thunder's roar and lightnings flash, A grim reality blasts his dream. ln the distance a rising scream Recalls those bitter words so well, lt tells in truth that War is Hell. His thoughts return now, more and more, To dwell on aims he's fighting for. The first to conquer fear and pain, Then live those dreams of home again. Michael Boccio, 8AVl

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V7 ossroocl ' last will anh Gizstalnent mv, Ihr grnhnntva, bring nf nnaunnil xninh nnh fnnltg twinning, heqnrnth in thnnr nxhu hnur hnmnrrh na nnh lpelnrh 115 an mnrh in Ihr pant n wealth nf ixnnginntinn mhirlt rnniiiatn nf this fnllnmingz To Mr. Gold and the Staff: Our appreciation for the long hours ot Work they have put into our yearbook To Miss Kiernan: Cur gratitude tor her Wise guidance To the Student Court: A copy oi The CX-Bow Incident To Mr. Gellert: The colds We got from believing in his fair Weather predictions To Miss Williamson: An air pump to inflate the girls' flat notes To Miss I-leenan: A time-clock tor her girls To Mr. Seidler: A purple tie with yellow stripes To Mr. Schott: Five years of snow-in iact, a new lce Age To Mrs. Conner: Another era of Egyptian I-lair Styles To Mr. Tritschler: A forty-toot key chain To Mr. lzzi: Our deepest thanks and gratitude tor the most enjoy- able times We had in E.N.Y. To Miss Trachtenberg: A 1938 map ot Europe in good condition To Mr. Kramer: A water-proot, shock-proof, repair-proof Watch To Mrs. Wray: Some mechanical ripping machines for time saving To the Guidance Department: An electric pen that signs excuse notes To Mr. Stevenson and Faculty: We leave EAST NEW YORK. To this Last Will and Testament We hereby aitix our signature THE SENICR CLASS OF TUNE, i945