John Adams High School - Clipper Yearbook (Ozone Park, NY)

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enior miie maLer6 YVUNNE BUGDONIS THE ORCHESTRA is an important part of our school, yet it is often taken for granted. I would like to acquaint you with a few of the senior members of the orchestra. First on the list is Ioyce McKinley, our pianist. Ioyce is an Arista mem- ber, likes dancing, all kinds of music, especially the mambo. Persons with taking ways and temperamental teachers annoy her to no end. French is her favorite subject and Miss Iones her favorite teacher. Ioyce always has a big smile for everyone and after graduation intends to go to N.Y.U. and study to become a doctor. Maybe you can remember last term when someone played the call in jazz time during the assembly. Let me now introduce the culprit, Eddie Serra. Be- sides playing jazz, he can be heard nearly every day Cwhen he isn't latel playing his favorite song, Tenderly. Eddie also enjoys football and used to belong to a team outside of school. So far as subjects go, he likes shop and band. Ed now spends a lot of time around planes and intends to see the world via the Naval Air Force. For those of you who read Al Spit- zer's column in the press, you might be interested to meet the person re- sponsible for a great many of the fine write-ups Adams receives, Ioseph Bor- singer. Ioe is the representative for our school on the Long Island Press, where he is an assistant reporter. He is fond of all sports but is slightly par- tial toward football, Notre Dame being his favorite team outside of Adams. Ioe is quite versatile and plays the flute. piano. and piccolo. He is a mem- ber of the All-City High School Orches- tra and Band, and he has performed with the orchestra in Camegie Hall. He likes dancing, eating at Iahn's fhe's tried the whole menul, Peter Lorrie and Boris Karloff. His pet peeves are be-bop and eggs. Ioe also has words of praise for Mr. Mascari and Mr. Scar- lata, because, he says, few realize how very hard they work for the school. After Adams, Ioe hopes to enter teach- ers' college, but says he will prob- ably have to serve in the Navy first. One of the quieter members is Mar- garet Rubenacker. Margaret is a vi- olinist, and enjoys dancing, skating, bowling, and singing. She belongs to a German Singing Society outside of school. Margaret is a soccer enthusi- ast and likes to watch the German Hungarians play. The summer before last Margaret took a trip with her fam- ily to Germany, and one of the things she missed most was Kleenex. Paper is so expensive and hard to get. She had to use the handkerchiefs she had been given as a bon voyage gift. When she graduates Margaret will go into the business world. The senior class president, lack Fuchs, is a very fine trumpet player. He is active in quite a few musical activities outside of school, playing in the swing band, a community band at Bayside and in a band every Friday night at the Confratemity of Nativity R. C. Church. During the summer he worked in a law office as a receptionist. lack is also fond of sports and played on a football team outside of school. 33

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im jufare MONICA SCIMECA BETTY SAT in the car and thought about what had just happened. She had finally told Louise what she thought of her, how she had felt for such a long time. It had been pent up inside her until she thought she would scream. Now she had told her every- thing. but had it done any good? She could still see Louise laughing at the way she had rattled off things that were long forgotten: that is. forgotten to everyone but Betty. She started to put the key in the ignition and stopped. What was bothering her now? She had said everything she wanted to say. Yet she felt as if something was left un- finished. She put the key back into her bag and got out of the car. When she got to the house. Louise was on the phone. Probably talking to Frank. Betty thought. She was just about to open the door. when part of the conversation caught her attention. Louise was telling Frank everything and she was laughing as if it were a big joke. Betty felt her anger build up again. She couldn't stand that mean. hysterical laugh. Before Betty opened the door, she stopped just long 32 enough to think of what she was going to do. The plan formed in her mind as she slammed the door behind her and a mean smile flashed across her face. Louise turned around and said. What. back again? I thought you'd said everything you wanted to. Not that it bothered me. you understand. Betty didn't bother to answer her, she just advanced slowly into the room. She stopped by th-e fireplace and picked up the beautiful. hand-carved clock which Frank had given Louise for an anni- versary gift. B-etty thought to herself, It could have been mine. With a steady hand she flung it across the room and heard' it crash as Louise screamed. She smiled to herself. She was going to get even. slowly but surely. She picked up an andiron and with one swift movement was across the room. beating Louise to death. The past was flashing before her as she got her revenge. All the years of pain and anger were being wiped away in these few minutes. When she was convinced that Louise was dead. she sat down in the nearest chair and stared into space. Suddenly everything was all right again and all her anger was gone. Betty realized that everything would have been so much easier if Louise hadn't stepped into her life. A few days later Betty found herself telling the story to Frank and she wondered why he didn't understand. why he didn't see that now they could be happy together. After Frank went storming out the door. Betty got up from her chair and stared dejectedly out of the barred window into space. into the future.

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61,0 6U'l6l QOLUIQ WAYNE FINCH The Moving Finger writes: and, hav- ing writ. Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your Tears wash out a word of it. . . . Rubaiyat of Omar-Khayyam ALTHOUGH WE'VE done some things that were not quite up to par during our stay here at Iohn Adams, we wouldn't exchange it for the world. Bidding this school goodbye means saying farewell to the many friends. both student and faculty. that we have made here. No more hallways or jammed lunchlines, no more the feel- ing that We're among friends when we walk down the hall. On looking back, we've discovered that we've spent some of our finest years here at Adams. When we were freshmen, there was the aspect of learning to know the school and the people in it. By our sophomore year, we were fairly well at home. In our junior year, we became cynical and disgusted. As seniors, we began to look ahead and see the great pano- rama of the future which our school had planned, to some extent, for us. Also, as seniors. we began to feel the pressure and go-gettedness that exists in the outside world and we began to wonder about the problems existing out there. As we studied them 34 more acutely. we began to bring into play the various information given us by our books and the practical illus- trations of use given us by the faculty. Upon reflection, we recall the school spirit that turned up at all those bas- ketball games: the friendly feeling of comraderie after we had won a big game, the fine work of the English and Speech departments in the presentation of their plays and programs. We also recall the forums, most of which were extremely interesting, while others Klet's be frankll most certainly would have led us into dream-land if it had not been for the speakers' voices. Remember some of those G.O. cam- paigns and some of those outlandish platforms that the nominees ran on? Some people believe that the best part of school is graduating. We're not going to disagree with that, but we will say that it is only one of the best things that happen in school. Of course, there are some dark aspects of school, too. like being a senior. Oh. for a few days we were on top of the world and then-bang!-senior dues. rings, dental notes, Prom bids, pictures and, of course, the Variety Show. So now it's goodbye, marble hall- ways, friends, faculty, and books. Goodbye campus and building. Good- bye. Adams!