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

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JAMES MONROE HIGH SCHOOL I Uhr 15mm W 75 EWELS whose brightness was surpassed only by the spark' W A ling eyes of those on whom they were set gleamed and glitf tered as cab after cab, car after limousine, and train after J T ,Q train, discharged hundreds of girls and their white bosomed lf. i escorts into the lobby of the Hotel Pennsylvania, where the Q Q li' big event of the senior year-the prom-was getting under way. Oh, what is so rare as a night in june? misquoted one swain as he sat in a corner, It was only the twentyfninth of May but what did that matter? His partner mumbled an unintelligible reply and stared at her slippers as so many other partners did that evening. For three hours the class in its entirety gave itself up to the God of Rhythm and dipped and twirled to the tunes from popular mainstem productions. Then promptly at eleven we promenaded, led by our class president. How our manly chests expanded as we walked down the center of the ball' room! Another hour of dancing and talking and then one by one the lights began to do strange things all over the city. Six blocks east of us lights, none the less bright for their environment, began to wink and tell that storekeepers were closing their shops. Toward the west of Third Avenue butlers were brushing their holiday livery for the next day's extrafwork, while along Broadway more lights began to appear as the whoopee parlors began to start their daily task of dispensing giggle water to the rounders. Over on Thirtyfthird Street the cabs were again honking their way clear of the snarl of traffic as they responded to the entreaties of their occupants to hurry them to other places of pleasure along the roaring Forties, frivolous Fifties, staid Sixties and respectable Seventies. H The prom was over but its memory lingered on-aided, no doubt, by the presence of that oncfandfonly who sat at our right all evening. JOSEPH D. DREYFUSS. Sen im Floss-Twrn ty-six

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lAMES MONRCDE HIGH SCHOOL iinrnvfa illllrthnh HAT Dave Horner had been always interested in observing in people was a matter of common knowledge. He used to Q3 wander about aimlessly, looking in cheery store windows, bl. sitting in parks, watching youngsters playing. These were li his main amuscments. These, and talking with unusual .E L-'SD 5 people. As Dave grew older, he read more and saw more. He still was fond of rubbing shoulders with the world. He liked to imagine himself already out inthe world, started on a career. In his reveries, Dave would have forgotten the social world, had he ever known one existed. He hardly ever went out, he could not play bridge, and, most horrible of all, he couldn't dance. One would have thought his doom was sealed. Since his Hrst days as a Senior, Dave looked forward-with trepidation- to the imminent Senior Prom. He had planned how to spend that memorable night. He wouldn't stay home. No! Who'd do that? He would attend the Prom. He'd take along some girl he was acquainted with, a girl who wasn't hard to look at, who could speak sensibly, and who would mind if she didn't dan:e. They would talk-that was the right way to enjoy one's self. Timorously Dave approached a girl he had known for three years. He was frank with her. Listen, Kid, he said, I've hardly got any money. I guess I'll have to take you 'down to the Pennsylvania on the subway. We'll have some fun. And after the Prom, I'll take you for a meal. I know a nice little place on Grand Street, and it takes only twenty minutes to get there via the Second Avenue EL. What do you say? The girl, without answering a word, executed a right aboutfface and left him .... He couldn't understand it. And he had thought that she liked him a little-understood him. Well, perhaps all women were like that-Dave didn't know. Finally it dawned on him that he'd been all wrong. He had discussed the matter with one of his friends. The friend, the manfoffthefworld type we all meet, explained the formalities to Dave. You've got to take your girl in a taxi. Wlio ever heard of a sleeveless gown in the subway? Don't you Senior Class-Tzt'enty-eight