Franklin K Lane High School - Senior Echoes Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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1351 W 'N hui if--f 9' 2. 3. 5. 8. ll. I3. I5. lb. IQ. 20. 25. Joseph Werner Anthony Zoine Joan Hamm Alice I-lansen Viola Godsil DoriS Fillind Iris De Roll Dorolhy Kessoclc Marion Manninq Luba Salamacha Adeline Morelli Arlene Koeppel Marilyn Rempel Rose Marie Gorslqi Anloinelle Rella Ellen Nielsen Elise Bruninq Jean Fallon Theresa Russo Theresa Ralcowslci Francis Proceller Evelyn Balch 68. Larry Bernslein 7l. Mary Kowalczyh 73. Dorolhy Weslerberq 78, Bealrice Kalslein 85. Doris Karnhauser 92. Pahicia lnsinqa 94. Jackie De Foresl 97. Adele Baeclcrnan 03. Rifa Sadadurslcy lO4, Mary Galiani IO6. Marilyn Beglq Phyllis Sherman Geraldine Welzivl Rhoda Kreshin Lorraine Veiiiy Pauline lsersrvn l-lelvn Yurcalc Bealviee Quinlan Evelyn Wiall Dormlhy Schull: Marian Trmilia June Corley

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ouT of our FirsT-Aid Classes wiTh STandard CerTificaTes. We cerTainIy wenT Through considerable Trouble To geT Them. We deparTecl, Too, from our General Biology IV class wiTh considerably enlarged vocabularies. We also wenT To numerous G. O. conferences aT various high schools Iincluding Brooklyn Techl. EIGHTH TERM We could find no way To suppress our new found glory: Senior buTTons, Senior Day, Class NighT, Prom, and all The oTher Things ThaT go Towards making a Senior's life a happy one. This Term There was a special added aTTracTion To make our Senior Term complefe-our baskefball Team played aT Madison Square Garden. WiTh These and many oTher precious memories, plus all The knowledge ThaT we have gained Through hard work, we pass Through The PorTals of Lane inTo The world To be dashed abouT by FaTe like a feaTher in The wind, and finally seTTle somewhere, h . . . . some OW Virginia Rowley TI-IE ADULT WE WanT To know someThing'? IT won'T be long now before you and I and all The resT of us who graduaTe This June will become parT of The mass of noisy, busTIing, ambiTious IiTTle people who make up This world. IT seems sTrange, doesn'T iT, To Think of ourselves as grownups? Why, only yesferday we were skinny IiTTle kids playing poTsi in The sTreeTs, skaTing in The schoolyards, pushing doll carriages in ForesT Park, sTudying Abe Lincoln in 3B. Doesn'T iT make you feel a li++ie squeamish inside To Think ThaT in a few shorT years we'll be The capTains of indusTry, The leaders in poliTics, The scienTisTs, The playwriTes, The housewives? BuT The world won'T seem quiTe as sTrange To us as we Think. Unknowingly we have been prepared To assume The responsibiIiTies of ciTizenship, business and parenT- hood. We were given an allowance To budgeT, ourselves. We began buying our own clorhes. We Took iobs afTer school and during The summer. We've done everyThing from minding babies To aTTending Iecfures. Then, of course, during our four years in Lane we have been TaughT abouT The world around us. NineTy-eighT percenf of The facTs we've learned will be forgoTTen soon afTer graduafion. IT seems a IiTTle sTrange To sTudy for four long years and soon TorgeT whaT has been sTudied. BuT our educaTion's real purpose was noT To make us walking encyclopedias . RaTher we have learned To Think and acT for ourselves. Lane being an American high school conTains sTudenTs represenTing every race, creed, and color. As sTudenTs in Lane we have learned To work and play TogeTher and To Think in Terms of our similariTies raTher Than our differences. The firsT baTTle againsT inTolerance has been foughT and won. Some of you who read This may laugh aT our hopes, remembering The promises made by pasT generafions of youThs who promised To build a beTTer world. You forgeT one Thing. We've goT The memory oT a Terrible war, The worsT one ever ToughT, fresh in our minds We're going To prevenT anoTher. We're going To read befween The lines of The promises ThaT leaders will make. We won'T go dashing off To war when naTions begin To disagree. We'Il keep our fingers on The pulse of Things and be on guard for rumblings beneaTh The surface. We'll Try To make iT a good world for oTher peoples of oTher naTions. We've ploTTed our course. Now all we need To do is follow iT. WhaT do you say, Seniors? Domi-hy Wesferberg 28 SENIOR ECHOES

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AT LAST Happy were fhe days we spenf Wifhin Lane's halls of learning, Buf fo fhose very carefree fimes, There'll now be no refurning. From Freshman fo our Senior ferm, We've looked 'foward graduafion: And now fhaf we have macle fhe sfep, To us if is elafion. ON LEAVING LANE Rifa Kriveloff 5 E Four years ago-how well we remember Thaf fafeful day, one Sepfember- Liffle Freshies we were fhen, Clufching fighf fo loook and pen. We've come a long, long way from fhere, When all we did was sfop and sfare ., Af Seniors, Juniors, Sophomores foo, And wondered when we'd be fhrough. Liffle by liffle, fhe fime flew pasf, Unfil fhe day is here af lasf: The days. weeks, monfhs, and years wenf by, And now we face our leaving, wifh a sigh. We look loack upon fhe fun and ioys We had wifh all fhe girls and boys, The dances and games af which we cheered, The feachers whom we somefinnes feared. The homework we forgof fo do, The friends we made, so loyal and frue, These fhings. and ofhers of fheir kind. Will forever linger in our mind. And now fhaf fhe 'rime is drawing near To say farewell fo a friend, so dear, I know and so do you Thaf if's hard fo leave fhe Gray and Blue. When we gain forfunes and have greaf fame, When everyone is singing our name, We will always remember, deep down in our hearf, Thaf Lane was fhe school fhaf gave us our sfarf. Myra Fauer ' 30 SENIOR ECHOES