James Madison High School - Log Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Under this standard shalt thou conquer, Emperor Constantine The Junior Year was best, Behind us, though not forgotten, lay the fears, doubts, inadequacies of our childhood. Far, far in the future, not yet a reason for concern, the choice of college, or the college's choice of us. Madison this year was truly ours. We sang her praises, cheered her teams, criticized her administration, evaded her rules, but loved every min- ute of it. We rollicked through Sing. Having won as Sophs, we couldn't miss as Juniors. Terry was at the top of her form. She wheedled and scolded and threatened and pleaded. Jeff Sussman and Arlene Thaw gave her much needed moral support. We didn't miss, we were unfortunate in the iudges that year, but even this lack of appreciation couldn't dim our 'ioie de vivrel' Our consolation parties were gayer than the victory parties, and we joined with relish in the Sing Cele- bration Ball, pleased with the knowledge that though we hadn't really won, we had been best. We could generously concede the laurel. Maxine Cohen and Alan Korostoff were the class choices .llutlic tlxe strc As? W4 for Governor and Lieutenant Governor. Always eager for study, we jumped at the chance to miss a day of classes in order to take the National Merit examina- tion. Barbara Brandt, Robert Goldenberg, Phyllis Kravet, Jerry Levy, Howard Marmell and Joe Schulman, mad geniuses all, brought glory to Madison, but especially to our class. When the tumult and the shouting died, we looked around to see who would be our captains and kings: Marty Licht, Alan Miller, Sue Braverman, and Myron Kalin, were elected S.G.O. officers. Mike Zahl and Andrea Green- span were selected as Governor and Lieutenant Governor. The sophisticated Juniors influenced the choice for the year's varsity play. lt was G.B.S. this spring, Arms and the Man. Two of our talented Juniors, Paula Feldman and Maxine Cohen, graced the stage. Steven Drogin and Naomi Grossman were chosen leaders of Arista for the coming term. Ann Seigel became secretary. The term ended in a blaze of glory: boatrides, other peo- ple's proms, and Regents!!! The zmimf ear

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Whom the Board of Education hath ioined let no man put asunderl The ioining of the native Madisonian and the newly entered iunior high school graduates was solemnized, and our first Sing was pro- duced by a thoroughly united class. We won, of course! Bob Front, Terry Wolfe, and Iris Liebowitz were the first to serve our class as leaders of Sing. The fact that officially we had tied with the Seniors did not dampen our spirits. This was the year of the hunt for sub- versives - members of secret societies - at Madison High School. To replace the so- rorities and fraternities, a company union lRootersl was formed. But, since it lacked the charm of exclusiveness, it lacked the power to charm. Harriette Eagle and Bob Rosenbush were our fourth term governors, Jeff Sussman was P.M. Coordinator. Terry Wolfe and Steve Rosenberg were elected our repre- sentatives to the S.G.O. for the fifth term. A campaign promise was realized in a social event exclusively for P.M.ers. We had a P.M. Carnival. At long last, we became eligible to wear the dirty white sweater with button-cluttered letter, or the gangster-type black and gold satin iacket. lntegrated with upperclassmen, the Sophomores ioined the ranks of Boost- ers, Go-Getters, Cheerleaders, and Twirlers. Having acquitted ourselves admirably as a Sophomore Class, we felt ourselves pre- pared to meet the challenges of our Junior Year. be Sophomore Yemf If llCrafty men condemn studies, simple men admire them, and wise men use themf Montaigne

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et me pry loose old walls. ef me lift and loosen old foundations. ,, Let me be the great nail holding a skyscraper through blue nights into white stars. Carl Sandburg The Senior War Shades of the prison house begin to close. Seniors! Seniors! Seniors, at last! Like conquering heroes we arrived in the Fall. Where were the slaves to walk in our triumphant march? Where were the unwilling iesters to grace our revelries? In short, where were the Freshmen? Betrayed, robbed of our natural prey, we discovered that the Freshmen had been moved down Quentin Road and were being kept in protective custody at P.S. 222, Madison's annex. lnstead of being able to start the training of our be- loved Freshmen, we had to take on the more wily guests from Sheepshead Bay. Hospitality being under the protection of the gods, we spoke only occasionally of Spring, when our guests were scheduled to depart. We knew we were best when we were Juniors, but by the time we were Seniors, everyone else knew it too. Ronnie Margolis was Sing Leader, and Sylvia Topf, Sing Secretary. But, we looked to Terry for signs of the future. Terry lost her voice a little earlier than usual, caught a cold on schedule, was properly tearful on the first night: All the omens were for it. We won! The madness came through at election time this year. Bob Rockfeld, Steve Zalkind, Alice Maron, and Ira Berlin were elected officers of our S.G.O. Michael Hills and Alan War- shauer are our eighth term Governor and Lieutenant Gov- ernor. Bob Lefkowitz and Carol Lamer were chosen Boy and Girl Leaders of Arista. To help them, Arista elected Leslie Norman and Larry Kupor secretary and treasurer. This was the year of exams. To our six Merit finalists we added three Westinghouse Honorable Mentions, and T02 State Scholarships. Above all, this was the year of college applications, the year for getting to know Miss Kyle too. Time and instructions gained new dimensions in Room l28. As the LOG goes to press, our fate still hangs in the balance: ...A nn.-.nl-lv lnnlz fnrwnrrl tn Mav l5l June and G-D