James Monroe High School - Monrovian Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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THE SENIOR BOOK , Uhr Gthilh Grew CEIDP1' QCOM-5 sky so close its glory blinded! His soul sang. The music sprang to his lips, yet he knew no words-was dumb. With passing days, he saw the dark tentacles of the smoky city reach further aiieldg and when he sought to guard his loves he found his friends mutilating these last, lovely thingsfsaw a golden minnow gasping on the grass and a wounded bird in swift, aching fall., And so, learning of men, he gave them up-and the earth. But the sky remaidetd Riclwrd's as as at as ak as Richard was a young man on the verge of life. A man-a poet and' a walker of skies . . . seeking with words to resist the heavy odor of the heaving earth. Richard walked in still wonder. He cried, The morn is my Mother, the sun is my Mistress. p I am a wanderer of the skies! Thru a silver rain of stars I go- Heeding lest I crush a star unaware And it fall sighing to earth. Richard walked in wonder-and Life waited at the turn of the path. is as :af as ac af He married and they whispered, 'LNow he'll settle down. Richard laughed. He bragged, L'It has become necessary to chain my body in the city, to become again of earth and moon. But listen-my spirit is ever free-I can always touch the stars. After a while he forgotg nor did he remember when his wife cleaned out his desk and got rid of his scribblings. It was so very easy t0 forget other things when one moved in a world such as this-steel amid smoke and rearing buildings gutted with struggling men. All unknowingly, one became a self' important atom in the parade of progress. Unknowingly, Richard stepped into the groove that had lain waiting from the beginning. Richard, coming home long after the dusk of the day, watched with tired eyes a falling star, thinking idly, If I could catch it, my wife would have a diamond star to wear at her breast. But the sky is too far away- and how distant and barren it is. l Richard, coming home and lying down beside his wife, closed his eyes and saw a star falling. ' Senior Class-Nineteen

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JAMES MONROE HIGH SCHGOL Eiatnrg nf the Snninr 0112155 F we remember correctly, a History of the Senior Class should take into account everything that has happened to us since june 15, 1925. For it was on that day that we registered at Monroe. As we rode over the bridge on Weschester Avenue we could see two buildings towering to majestic heights over a 3 ' wilderness. The territory east of Westchester Avenue was oc' GIIIITIIIT 5 , Y 1 lj C l l j cupied mainly by truck farmers. Fortunately, several streets had been already cut We trudged up a long hilly block until we came to the main entrance of the brandfnew james Monroe High School-to find writ above the portals those words of William Pitt, 'iWhere law ends, 'tyranny be' ginsf' How frightened we were! What awaited us? It seemed to us almost like L'Lose all hope, ye who enter here. We were young and impression' able and almost tempted to run home again. But we screwed our courage to the sticking point and entered the auditorium for the first time. Thus be' gan our life in school. Few of us can remember way back to the Fall term of 1925. Do try: the exercise is invigorating. Now, when you have found you remember scarcely anything, return to this History. Cf course you know Sid Harris made the football team, and broke his ankle, and was elected Secretary of the G. O! Of course you know that Joe Dreyfuss became Managing Editor of our Mirror! Cf course you know that Irv Haberman was hanging around the G. C.! Of course you know that Marjorie Fairclough, Lydia Rosoff, and Bella Halpern contributed to our publications! Cf course you recall! How easy it all is! Quite a few of our boys and girls were rarin' to go and succeeded in getting started during our second term in school. Shorty Lang made the basketball team. Sid Stein came late a few times. Our politicians succeeded in getting started on their careers. Irv I-laberman was elected Fourth Term Rep and Cliff Schuman, he of the flaming locks, Third Term Rep. Marjorie Fairelough, Lydia Rosoff, Cliff Schuman, Lenny Greenthal, and Georgie fSwaggerj Schwartz slaved day and night for Mr. Whaleii's Mirror. Carlos Arcilagos, the Spanish Athlete from Venezuela, launched Rojo 'Y Om, Catherine Rambo came into her own as Girl Leader of the junior Arista, which, by the way, claimed many of our classmates in its membership. Several qualified for the Senior Arista, to which they were admitted in the Fall. Senior Class-Twenty-one