Alexander Hamilton Vocational High School - Technician Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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ZADRO. ANTHONY Az Lab. Library Honor Saci L-ty. He does his work from :lay to clay. Ami meets wtmtever comes his way. ZAPISOTSKY, IRVING Sonny Traffic Sq.. Buddy Aide Chorus. One Jay school, Six days rest. Tlxafs the may lie likes school in-st ABRAMSON. MARVIN Nfoislt You've seen Astaire dance, You've seen Kelty dance, But you lzavevft seen anything 'Till you've seen Moishe dance. CAMPOLI. FRANK He's not an example, But what a problem COHEN. HYNIAN Calm collected, No faults ctetectecl. GIOIA. JOSEPH Snafu Leader Corps. Rifle Team. A guy with a great imagination. JOYNER. MILES Track Team. Camera stay, But a lltlliz on 1,18 track. CAMERA SH Y KASHINSKY. JACK A winning smile, helping ,mart A real sport, txe's grand. KELLY, CHARLES T. Irish Service Traffic. Tragic and Late Squads. Four years in Hamilton he has been. Yet people think fre's just come in LANGBALLE. JAMES Red Traffic Squad. A friend to an but true to few. Try to tenoclc trim, we cannot do. LOMBARDO. ALFRED He's not lazy, He was just born tired. MOREHOUSE. CHARLES Very Broad-rnindect, Every time '19 wipes luis lzrow He cuts luis hand. ZNVANGER. BENNETT Nlnsctes ., Bllllllj' Sid. Service Sq., Luncllroom Sq. Keep luis talents in the Hartz. Streak of lightning nr iust a sparlz. COPPOLINO. THONIAS Smiley I say ole bean IA.t'lltI 'FIU yollr IJIOO'nin' ,0I1l9lL'0Yk- CYRAN. JOSEPH Service Squad. Leader Corps. Xvtzen tue feels like working He rests till the feeling disappears. MURRAY. JOSEPH Fingers Doesn't argue I lust disagrees. PAVVLOVVSKY. ANTHONY Stretch Bucicly Aide, Traffic Squad. He is always on the run. Iwaybe because ll8'S six feet one. PELLIGRINO. ANTHONY Singing Sam Generally speaking He's generally speaking. STRANSKY, RICHARD Captain Track Team, Spotlight. Speed really is his meat, Bu! when it comes to girls, is lie neat. LOFREDO, SALVATORE Service. Traffic Squads. Swell guy, Hard to knocte. 33

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NVEINER. BERNARD Handball Tvxuu, Sorvirc Squnai. A nice guy, lots of I-nn A sun-ii pui for vm-'ryom-. XN'lilNS'l'lilN. SHEPPARD Siu-p Xviren mining my IIOINPIUOTL, if lwpl nn' np iule, Ami if I imevunn smm-one, VII own' if lo fuiv. XX-'El'l'ZNlAN. JOSEPH Ice Honor Sorivly. Spoliigill, Pi-Crusl. Lab. Sq. iruiuslrions, unci ilurci working, Yoniii nevvr Iinzi lain: sixiricing. VVHITI WELD, HILTON Hiiiy is ivumisonw, ziasiuing, Jeimnnir Fuii of fun umi im! uir. VVlN'l'l-E. RONALD Rusty ' Honor Suvinly, Track Team, Shuicnl Courl. Spanish and Camera Club. Curly iuxir ami dressed up neat. A cmnizinnlinn ilrxrri fo iwui. 32 ,Y ,Wi Y VVILLIANS. VVILLIAINI Xvilhe Track Team. Cimrus, Traffic, Lead- er Corps. Library VFIIOIIQII ine is sion' gelfing in ,IiS CIGSSPS- Hu provvzi in truck lim! ine is time fastest. XVOLFSON, HERNIAN Errol Yoznrlaooic Staff. Chorus. Forum Club, Rifle Club, Camcrin Ciulm. Tim izoys nii cali izim Errol Flynn, Bvcnnsv iw iooizs iiizr- Rin-lin-lin. XVROBLESKI. STANLEY A ileacl iiiee n cioor knob Any giri can turn il. YARCZOXVER, HERMAN Sm-rvice and Traffic. Hidden iaienis we surmise Simnid ine simn-n to pni1iic's eves YARD. VVILDRED Service Sq.. LI. Track Tr-mn, Bucicly zxitic. fx gruflll f9 f,U7 Uiilolll U70 all er'-joy.

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PERSEVERAN CE Stiff and erect, now one-two steps forward, a pause and then high into the air. My thoughts were jumlnled in my mind. I couIdn,t think. Then, with the suddenness of the first hell, my thoughts arranged them- selves like toy soldiers with the main idea as majorette. I was up in the air, slowly arching my Iuody. Get your legs together! Quick now, douhle up and turn over. Good Inoyl Down we go, straight and swift as an arrow and into the water. Hurrah! I had sat for weelcs by the side of the pool, watching the other hoys diving off the hoard and doing a somersault in mid-air. The thought of doing that myself terrified me. Vvhat would happen if I didn't complete the turn in the air? Suppose I slipped off the hoard? These thoughts ran thru my mind. Vvell, one day I decided to try it. Shaking with fear, I approached the diving hoard. Gne fellow was getting ready to dive. He ran down and toolc to the air like a hird. With a definite twist, he Hipped his hody around and slipped into the water. Now why couIdn't I do something like that? I walked up to the steps and climbed onto the hoard. I braced myself and looked toward the pool out of the corner of my eye. Brrl VVeIl, here goes nothing. I hohhled down the hoard and was ahout to spring into the air, when I changed my mind. But I had already left the hoard. Ch, for some terra-firma. Vvhat was I doing up here? Splash! I wasn't up there any longer. I landed Hat on my face in the water. Pulling myself out of the pool, I laughed at my foolish attempt. I went hack to the hoard and tried it once more. I cIidn't do very well, hut I tried again and again and once more. Then I stood on the hoard, confident, and told myself I'm going to do it this time. I dove off the hoard and did it. Bursting with pride, I walked over and joined the group of hoys around the hoard and joined them. They made room for me and accepted me without comment. I had made the grade! JOSEPH WE1TzMAN, 8,--2 34