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

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, . -1' 'Tvs--H-'..4i1f IT IS so quiet tonight. The moon is like a ball of gold far up in the white polka-dot heavens. I.et's take a look into this house, and see whats going on in there on this beautiful, calm night. julie, where is my tie clasp F In your shirt pocket, Riekeyfl Harold, your Cufflinks are on the dress- er. Is my tab shirt ready yet? No Roy, I'll be finished ironing it in a minutefl I want to look at Rm Till Tin. No, I'm looking at rlfly Friend Flirkfzf' Tell jimmy I can look at Riu Til? Tin, Julie. lust wait one minute both of you. Either you choose to see who looks at what, or off goes the T. V. Wlaat a scene! I wonder who this popu- lar Julie is. I guess the only way to find out is to continue listening. Now julie is alone for a while anyway. I'm so glad they're all gone to the party. Getting three teen-age boys ready for a party with a seven and a fourteen year old fighting over the T. V, - it's enough to drive anyone crazy. Now to settle down to a nice cozy evening of reading my latest book. Wliiit a nice, quiet house this is since the boys are gone. julie, do I have to go to bed? It's nine o'tlock. 18 BRoTHERLY LOVE JOYCE HUMPHREY Russ, you know you do. Good night and sweet dreams ..... I don't know why I told my parents I would look after my brothers. I guess it's because I wanted them to have a nice vacation. Bringing us up is a real job and they really earned one. Pardon me julie, but how do you like having five brothers? You may think it's fun to have tive brothers but I don't. They call me 'our-gall They used to call me julie-gal. My brother, Harold, is the quietest of all the boys. I always say watch out for those quiet ones and I'm right. One day in school - it was just after lunch - I had gone home for luneh but my brother hadnt We were in the same class and I had some candy and gum in my desk. He asked me for the gum and I said no. So when I wasnt at my desk he took the gum and chewed it, then put it back. I saw him so I went and got the gum and stuck it on his head, He chased me all around the classroom. Thats just one illustration of my brothers quietness. My brother, jimmy is such a sweet fel- low. One day I-larold said that he was hot. So jimmy. nice and obliging, put ice cubes in his bed that night. Of course, Russ, was pleased, I-Ie was so pleased that he poured a glass of ice cold water in jimmys face in order to wake him up the next morning. Roy is the machinist of the family. One day he brought home a contraption. He left it right out, so we all could see it. t'Cm1fi1z1rea' rm Page 905

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