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

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ALUMNI NEWS Marilyn Bond Pearl Stock MOST OF us at one time or another have probably asked ourselves. What has become of former Adams gradu- ates? We would like to try to answer that question. Let us begin with one of our more recent graduates of the class of Iune 1953. Mark Hoffer, who was prominent on our swimming team, tied first place for scholarship at Union College at Schenectady, New York. Paul Ostrowski and Robert Weiner, also graduates of the class of Iune 1953. are now attending Weslayan College in Middletown, Connecticut. Paul was noted for his many interesting stories in the Clipper and Bob received many French awards. Last Spring's dean's list at Hunter College revealed that many of our Adams graduates are doing well. The list included the following: lean Malone and Mary Muscarella, class of Iune 1950, Rose Bader, Class of Iune 1951 and Barbara Dumas, Class of Iune 1952. Leonard Uzan, a graduate of the class of Iune 1949 is now in his fresh- man term at City College and major- ing in engineering. Upon graduation, Sonny as he is often called, entered the Army. He spent the major part of his army career in Korea and received his honorable discharge holding the rank of Sergeant. Ronald Cohen, class of Iune 1951, attended Hofstra College and com- Eighteen pleted two years. He is continuing his courses at Queens College during the evening. Ronnie was a member of our swimming team. Marie Antonich and Ruth Udelsman, graduates of the class of 1951, are now attending City and Queens Colleges respectively. Marie and Ruth were for- mer editors of the Campus. Ronald Hengen, graduate of the class of Iune 1951, is now attending Dartmouth University in Hanover, New Hampshire. Many of the upper termers will remember that he honored our school by winning the New York State Competitive speaking contest. Betty Boos, graduate of the class of Iune 1950, is now married and is the mother of a baby girl. Before her mar- riage she was singing professionally at night clubs under the name of Betty Baron. She was voted the class vocalist of her senior class and hopes to con- tinue her singing career shortly. Harriet Perlson, graduate of the class of '51, is now attending Queens College. Elizabeth Steifeld, who graduated as Valedictorian of the class of '54 is now attending Albany State Teachers College and is majoring in math and minoring in science and math. Kenneth Maliere is now attending Massachusetts Institute of Technology. He graduated in Iune of 1952. Richard Kunz and Edward Weingart, class of Iune '53 are now attending Polytech Institute of Technology. Frank De Rosa is now attending Clarkson College of Technology in Potsdam, New York. Frank graduated in Ian. '53. The president of the Alumni Asso- ciation and graduate of the class of Iune 1948, lohn Santucci is now en- gaged to a former Adams Co-ed. William Faron, Ian. 1950 graduate, is now in the Air Force and is stationed currently in Newfoundland. We would like to say farewell to Clipper readers and hope that you too will someday see your name in print in a future alumni column.

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turn around and run from the room back to the warmth and cheerful safety of the living room. Fighting down his desire to flee, he forced himself to sit down cmd as he did so, the whole horrible nightmare became a reality again, and he relived it as his thoughts raced back with the speed of terror to that day. He could see, once again, his friend's face, distorted with rage and envy, as he threw Rormie's prize cut glass vase upon the floor smash- ing it to smithereens. Two of these tiny pieces of glass pierced Ronnie's corneas and he became totally blind. He could remember his father's patience, solicitude and great desire to help to restore his son' sight. Ronnie had gone to doctor after doctor, pray- ing for and seeking help. However, he was finally convinced that there was no chance for him to regain his sight. Ronnie and his father plunged into the very depths of misery, but so great was their love for each other that, they tried desperately not to show their unhappiness during the days and months that followed. Two years went by thus, until one of the world's best known eye doctors said that there was a chance for Ronnie to see again if he would consent to an operation which would consist of transplanting donated cornea on his eyes. Ronnie and his father had a hasty meeting and both gave their consent. The operation was performed and was suc- cessful. After a period of convalesence and readjustment Ronnie had wired his father, who was unfortunately away on a business trip, and arranged this meeting. Ronnie was shaken from his stupor by the sound of a car. He rose from his seat, flew wildly down the stairs, tore open the door and leaned against it as a new wave of misery swept over him. There in the driveway was his father, eyes swathed in bandages, leaning on the arm of a young com- panion. I-ls Ronnie stood there, he real- ized that his father had been the an- onymous cornea donator and that he had been in the hospital and not on a business trip, when the operation had been performed. Shutting the door softly, Ronnie ran into the living room and sobs began to tear his body while tears streamed from his eyes, his father's eyes. His mind was in a tur- moil of emotion, compassion and love for his father, contempt for himself for his having whined so frequently during the past years, and bitter hatred for his friend, who had been so shallow and unstable as to have become vio- lent and hateful because Ronnie, and he, had won the most coveted first prize in an international art con- and who had since disappeared Ronnie's life. Then, amidst his heart breaking sobs he heard the tip- tap of a blind man's cane and rising from his seat he flew into his father's arms and vowed that he, both as a son and a person who had gone through the agony of sudden blind- ness.would do his best, as little as it was, to try to repay his father for his supreme and voluntary sacrifice. not test from Seventeen

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LONGFELLOWS M4 mg,-f v . ',--.al f .x , .s s, , ls, David! y ffhbll-1111 l ,- - , , , V, v , If sl , -f , Auf.. 4 . ,, 1 PEOPLE Flvs feetiix inches mu or taller, awake! We are the victims of a dastardly and pernicious plot! Unite, I say, unite before it is too late! If we are to escape the machinations of the conspirators, we must band to- gether. Only by making a unified effort can we hope to preserve ourselves. What are we preserving ourselves from? E x t i n c t io n--that's what we're doomed with unless we do something to stop the villains behind this plot. Who are the villains that are plot- ting to make the tall human being extinct? The answer is simple. Short human beings, that's who! The conspirator's methods of attack are so subtle that most people are not even aware of the fact that anything is afoot. I, my- self, was under the impression that only governments had to worry about becoming the target of subversive acti- vities. Then one day I uncovered a plot that was clearly subversion toward tall people. My awakening began when I tried to sit in a seat on a bus. While trying to slide into the seat by the window, I became jammed between the fancy offset curve and the back of the seat in front of me. After much manuvering and by dislocating every bone in my body, from my collarbone down to my toes, I managed to get unjammed. However, no matter how I contorted myself, I couldn't find space enough to accomodate my legs comfortably. Finally I gave up and tried to take my mind off of the discomfort of my cramped knees by studying my fellow passengers. All of the other tall people couldn't get their legs to fit either. Short people had no trouble whatsoever: they ap- parently fit very well. As I sat pondering this, my mind wandered to another problem of fit- ness. Somewhere, I had run across something about survival of the fittest. Animals that were able to adapt to their surroundings survived, while those that could not, became extinct. Suddenly, I had a disconcerting thought, I don't fit! Most tall people don't fit! Medium tall people fit better, but short people fit best! Therefore, short people seem the fittest. Logically, it follows that the short people will survive and the tall people won't! Short persons have the advantage in more than one situation. Ceilings are getting lower. This gives the tall person claustraphobia, but does not effect the short person. Doorways are getting lower. This makes the tall per- son stoop or duck but the short person fits easily. Car doors are designed in such a manner that the tall person knocks off his hat: or even the top of his head, when getting in or out. The list of examples goes on and on, and proves that designers are in collusion with short people to make the short person the fittest. If present trends continue, within two thousand years, there will not be a single tall person left on the face of the world. Therefore, people over five feet six, again I beseech you, unite, be- fore it is too late! Let us put down this conspiracy. Let us crusade for higher ceilings, more head room, longer beds, and above all more legroom. Nineteen