John Burroughs Middle School - Burr Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Where do you have to look to find beauty? eauty is everywhere: it is all around you. ln the earth, in the sea, in the sky. verywhere! veryone must learn to realize that seeing ls not observing. n ocean has beauty - with its salty blue waves nd foaming white caps. mother's love is beautiful. nseen beauty exists in the gay laugh Cf the breeze, as it whistles through the treesg ln symphonies played under the stars. C-9 hese are beauty. ln order to see beauty, look and see, listen and I hear, And most important of all, observe. ou will then see the world in a different light, ou will then perceive beauty everywhere. ou will then find that you possess beauty. - Bruce Friedman, A9 BEAUTY Miles and miles of dark steaming jungle - Green vines, green leaves, green climbers - Endless. You struggle along an almost hidden trail, Dizzy from the persistent tropical heat, Then, The splash of a scarlet orchid, You are almost blinded by its beauty. 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There is beauty in the barrenness of winter, When swirling snows are brushed onto the earth By the Great Artist. Spring brings beauty, The winter snow has melted into streams And the wild flowers bloom once again. Beauty is found in little things, lt shimmers from every blade of grass. lt is reflected in the pearl dew-drop Caught in the heart of a rose. Beauty is all around us - everywhere. - Dick Saydah, A9 She was beautiful ln her black velvet gown, With her blond hair swirling down her back. But the wrinkled old ladyp Survivor of eighty years of wise living, ln her faded shawl, worn with age Was infinitely more beautiful, SHE KNEW LIFE. -Alfred Johnsen, A8 MY SUN FLOWERS. Their brown faces lifted to the sun, Are colored mammies With yellow ribbons braided in their hair. My pansies, ' With their button-like faces, Are small rows of pekinese pups. My snap-dragons, Are rows of totem-poles made from The fiery heads of dragons. My flowers are actors 3 Playing in the sun, T . And l am their fond audience. Y , A - Anita Ammerman, A8 RAIN, THE PIANIST. Plays with her many fingers Upon the keyboard, , 4, That is our own quiet earth, , Little staccato eighth notes. fHj -Martha Smith, A9 42 Z ,ffl if tar!! The telephone lines Stretching into the distance Are a MUSIC STAFF The birds spaced along the staff Are the notes of a gay song. UU -Martha Smith, A9 I AM FOUND EVERYWHERE, Where land is no more, And comes alive with rippling water, Where swamps are wide and green, With vicious crocodiles, Where tumbling hills stop, And become neat farms, one after another: l'm found in green meadows, And sunny wild flowers. Who am I? You ask yourself. l am the beauties of the earth. - Sandra Turner, B7 THERE IS NO END TO BEAUTY! A brightly colored pebble dropped in the bottom of a pool, causing tiny circlets of water becoming wider, wider, enveloping all. The fragile wings of an insect or the eyes of a faithful dog are beautiful. A person who harbors ill feelings toward life, neither sees nor looks for beauty., How empty life must be! V Q , E -lean Kegel, A9 THE BEAUTY OF SIGHT n l What if it should come to be That only darkness I would see, No green-leafed trees on which to look, No blue skies, or bluer brook. I I could still hear the bluebirds' song, But to hear and not see, would make life long. Life at its springtime is beauty, you see, But of course, being blind could not happen to me! t -4: N r I L N I l Q jr' .A wifi ,yflifl Y? ,i - Sharon Levy, A9 BEAUTY SURROUNDS US, It comes singing from the magic lips of a violin. lt dances on the golden flames of a wood fire, lt shimmers on the angry thunderheads high above the earth. lt is found in the soft brown eyes of a fawn, ln the delicate petals of a flower, ln the gay music of birds. lt is everywhere: Everywhere you look there is Beauty. Sometimes, you find it in a church, Or in the warm companionship of a good friend. Beauty is in all of God's gifts. - Stan Leibowitz and fenifer H uot, A9's IOE Ioe isn't prejudiced! Doesn't he always say - What matter if a man is black or white, a Protestant or Iew? Who cares in what land he was born? Sure! That's what Ioe says, but how does he feel inside? Who says America should be a melting pot? Why should all individuals merge into one like mold? Why not a symphony orchestra? Each tone helps complete the harmonious .W effect, ' Of people living, working, building, side by side There are discords - yes - But the Great Conductor will help us blend these into unity Ioe goes to the big white church on the corner Each Sunday he and five hundred other devoted people, listen to the sermon Then a Negro preacher takes the pulpit - The congregation is uneasy, this thing is strange! But why should it be so? How can God be in a church where all His children cannot pray together? Ioe is kind to Negroes - why certainly! He says it makes him sick to hear people talk about them in a cruel way. Yeah - he's kind all right - like a kindly lord condescending to be friendly with a peasant. Yet loe's not so unusual! There are many others like him. Ioe isn't prejudiced, doesn't he always say - What matter if a man is black or white, a Protestant sr Iew? Who cares in what land he was born Sure! That's what loe says But how does he feel inside? - Mathilde Stern, A9 Ja i. 1131, ,r .T 4- -I: - f- -1.1-, ,,- . ,.1,f is E., gi, J. ,yas 51 . . , .. ..9,, . - ,,': ' ,. ala gf z I gt. 1 ,1- .La ' I ., 1:9 J,gg,:Y.31,51 J:-V ,W ffl ...':Zf'- if A'? 'i2'Qf?zfs i?7' ' If-.::.'. :xi - . ' .. 1 x.:.,-':w.,3: -:.:- . ..., ,,,,.. '21e,gi'gN5iS.'12'13N -..: , I 'R-'.v'1't?. g, V EA 3 ' K e , E , .. , ,. ' , f' -J M 435: ' . . .. E ,' ' -1 - ... U . .HUM nf . .I .-,.- 4.1 , . 41 -1.1-f if . 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'Y V 7 M BL EN If: J f Yi. gf .W ., ni V' .4 x 2' E 3 giggle - . --auf ' - ' 521' Y isa 1 if .lf I ft! sis VK! -5 ,xi is - Beauty is God's own handwriting - a wayside sacrament, Welcome it in every lair iace, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God lor it as a cup oi blessings. ' -Johnson This is your BURR of S'50, dedicated to beauty. You Wrote the poems and stories, you drew the illustrations and posed for the pictures. We have put it together and here it is. We think it is cf book you can be proud of. A vote of thanks goes to Mr. Iames Lloyd, our principal, for making this Burr possible, and to our sponsors, Miss Winn Mackey who worked with us on the literary side, and Mrs. Myrle Petrie with the art. The Burr Staff: Carolyn Bennett, Art Eclitorg Iariice Roosevelt and Dick Sctyclcth, Sports' Editorsy Gene Meloeny, Art Editor, and Martha Smith, Literary Editor . . . And now lor your - I ignafurefi is 1 W' ,iv j'.,.5 ,. -hiv, f 1231? i, . , ,wi -1 5 E5 ii 3 9 E3 25 't 5., Y l 5 lr 'g f iv? Y -1 A -' af , R . 33: 5 5 rf 2 Q :Ni 159525335 Group 1: PROIECTIONISTS AND STAGE CREW sponsored by Mrs. Catherine Freeman and Mr. Faber Dopp. Group 2: THRIFT COMMITTEE with Miss Ada Egbert as sponsor. Group 8: STUDENT BODY OFFICERS. Left to right: Lois Richman, Student Body Secretaryp Pete Patman, S.O.S, Grand Marshalg Doug Disney, Student Body President Mr. Iames Lloyd, Principal: lack Disney, Boys' Council Presidentg Barbara Bloome, Girls' League President. Wk The Beautiful is as useful as the useful, and sometimes more so. -Edwards EXW-i-6, BMW 1.fMff ?51W zB5f 'V V 'U 'fm W a 1 1 . il - f 'QU' X ' pl I i...4nu-as--Q Handsome is as handsome does. ' -Goldsmith Above is the BOYS' COUNCIL AND COURT, with lack Disney as President of the Council,-and Hal Cleinmcm of the Court. Mr. Evan Engberg, Vice-Principal, and Mr. Carl Steiner are sponsors, The expressions of A WISE MAN are like books of knowledge. He paints the picture of the past in bright and vivid colors: the present in a mirror crystal clear. l-le opens the doorway to the future. -Henry Aaron, A8 DEATH VALLEY We stood there in the glaring sun Surrounded by the distant barren mountains Standing like sentinels to keep man From entering this forbidden land. No green thing growing anywhere, No blade of grass, no weed or sage - Nothing but salt and sand and rock. We came to seek adventure, life, To live again the rugged days When nature's relentless ways had kept away All efforts to cross that land Until some hardy soul Hitched twenty mules and more To giant wagons laden with borax ore And hauled it out of the Devil's Hole. This strange land ls not affected by our call. Here life is not the natural thing: No bird flew overhead, No food, no drink unpoisoned. Nothing to sustain the life of hardiest beasts: But man survives to enjoy The beauty nature has treasured here - Preserved for all eternity. -Eric Lindquist, A9 MY FIRST ROMANCE. A Thrill it was The way he fell for meg And l was also fond of him, As anyone could see. l tried to look my best each day And dressed with utmost care, He also looked most elegant - And even combed his hair! But then Miss Blake discovered us, Our souls she did dis-hearten When curtly she reminded Mom, We WERE in kindergarten. -Sheila F ox, A8 THE BEAUTIFUL CREATION The day started out as usual, but Suzy had a feeling something was going to happen. As the day dragged on, it seemed that Suzy had been wrong. She entered her last class filled with a jumble of emotions. Fear, doubt, an- ticipation, hope, all were inside of her. Oh, if only I dare hope, Suzy thought to herself. That shimmering material, the soft furry trim, the gorgeous color! There isn't a girl who Wouldn't love to wear ity to go places in that beautiful creation would be heaven on earth. But what right have l to dream of such a thing! As the bell rang, ending eighth period, the pupils dashed out into the quickly filling halls. Suzy too, started to go, but Dave signaled to her to wait. l-le looked pleadingly at Suzy and asked her something. She nodded a joyous assent. When Dave and Suzy walked out of class together, all of her wildest hopes had come true. She was in heaven on earth. Suzy was wearing Dave's- jacket. -Ann Lustgarten, A9 By cultivating the beautiful, we scatter the seeds of heavenly flowers, as by doing good we cultivate those that belong to humanity. -Howard MY DREAM On the wings of a white feathered snowflake, A dream came drifting down - A beautiful fragile dream In which I gazed and saw A fantastic land, Where trees were draped in shimmering white, And waterfalls were silver veils. As I looked, amazed, Before my unbelieving eyes, My dream melted into nothingness. Air and space were all that were left But beauty filled my soul. - Judy Rubin, A8 I see WINTER as a lady Icily beautiful In a white gown, Frozen dewdrops glisten At each eartipg While diamond-studded snowflakes Are scattered over Her silvery hair. Winter's white cloak trails From her arms, Thick, warm, and soft, it is Sweeping over Earth Covering all. - Lexis McFadden, A8 Snowflakes Are diamonds Set in the ring of the world. - Sylvia Halote, A3 The first .silent SNOW FLAKES Were white petals, being shaken From some giant tree in heaven. -Mathilde Stern, A9 LILLIES are white fingers pointing toward the sky. - Carol Palm, A8 THE WIND Slashed his whip Against the branches Of the tall oak trees. - Sandra Eisner, A8 THE WHITE ROCKS bleached with age were diaries of the struggle of civilization. - Roger Kozberg, A8 A SMALL TOWN I lived in a small town in Germany, A peaceful, friendly little town. Each morning I would walk to school, My step and heart were light, For I and everyone else had no reason for sorrow. We were all swimming far from the dragging whirlpool of despair. I passed the bakery shop And was aware of the odor of fresh-baked bread. Then the jolly baker, fat from eating his own goods, Came out and gave me a few cookies. Every day he gave me something. I passed the quaint little clock shop Where a pyramid of Swiss faces smiled at me From the window. No wonder I was happy! Everywhere was the atmosphere of love, Of perfect co-ordination. Then came the War. The airplanes came in swarms, Hornets with the sting of death. The troops marched down our once peaceful streets, Past the little clock shop Where the smiles of the Swiss faces Seemed to change to fixed stares, Past the bakery shop, The baker did not wave. The whole town seemed to put up its storm- shutters. Then came four years of noise, gun smoke, hate and death. Four years of sorrow, of despair. Finally they left. I was alone in this place, This village, battlefield, graveyard, That was my home, Our old familiar wheat field Which my brothers had plowed Was now their cemetery. The dead were in the streets. To think that all of these people Had hopes and problems, Loves and lives of their own As much as I. That each of these innumerable dead Had his own personality, I-lis own place in life. Oh, God! I-low much longer must this slaughter go on? When will man stop hating and killing man? I lived in a small town in Germany, A peaceful, friendly, little town. -Martha Smith, A9 'Q 02 - 2 l o 5 3' 'Y ,X A L I xt .. lt' X g i A Q Mitt, , Wm YQ ' T ' A V L ' - 'A 'Aw Y' 1-A I vin: 'Y' T T tg. t ,Q ' , Rf! -- -,MS '-4 txgg i f' Q l H Bumoe a n 'tfim ' H' '-E' Ek Wd P i A ..v-se-14,95 MVA Q, S IS ONW SKNN DEEP Q T gifs- if fill H it ' T '35 -MZ' h l i,f,.m,: T, A,,, - X Q. A QA,. A' E- J 9 W A fff Nl A rtit . t - g. 1 1 , 5 .' Y! E K, Bumcoe ii 4 'A 2-P ii - F u M:f ' t' 5z3t,.iA l ff' ne w 1 . if N I- Z RENPEW PAGE sv BEISER FREE VERSE THE BLACKBOARD THE TALE of Q typhoon WGS Cf 1'1fl1'19fY giant is told tonight Swauowmg Words' CRGJ by the sound of the Waves 5 The girl, loaded with books, staggering to her class, was like A DRAMATIC ACTOR performing the last scene in a tragedy. CR.G.J THE STUDENTS raced for the door of school like a bear after honey the first day out of hibernation. CR.G.l DISHES are after-dinner speakersp There are too many After a good meal. splashing on the rocks. CM.B.l The trees shivered And shrubs were tucked in, as KING WINTER covered them With a blanket of snow. CM.B.l THE WATER LAUGHED and giggled as it tickled the feet of the trees. -Rita Glass, A8 -Marlene Bates, A8 A8 COUNCIL Pres1dent Hal Clelnman VlCS President Bob Ockner Secretary Barbara Iones and Historlan Sandy Beiser Miss Baller cmd Mr Hawkins sponsors THE LESS I THINK the less l worry THE DAFFODILS are yawnlng The less I worry the lesser pain They open up thelr eyes The lesser pam more Joy I tmd They ve had their morning shower More 1oy I find a greater galn Now they stretch and exerclse Shezla Fox, A8' Emzly Lewzs, B9 HR. 106 Miss Waters: Row 1 - Rita Berliner Lorraine Barry Lois Allen Rhea Altabet Carol Blank Sachiko Akiyama Darlene Bilkiss Adrienne Brewer Deanelle Baker. Row 2 - Emily Arnsden Rochelle Barenfeld Ruth Baer Ann Brayerman Barbara Bloome Marilinda Adams Carolyn Bennett. Row 3 - Sandy Beiser Donna Babcock Ierralea Ballard Frank Berk Allen Bresee Bill Blatt Sherwin Agron. Row' 4 - Chuck Bradish Lee Baker Gordon Bermant Harry Andrews Sanford Block Richard Becker Iohn Berry. HH 108 Mr Ferguson: Row 1 - Barbara Cooper Corinne Capper Ioan Cantor Anna Bruce Patty Bubar Carolyn Colwell Helen Clay Ioan Cohen Roberta Cogan Esther Dane lean Crocker Bunny Cheeley. Row 2 - Diane Castro Sonia Bubar Helena Cohn Carol Bristor Carolynn Cole Sharon Cooper Lee Burr Bob Chambers Nichols Cutting Ierry Conley. Row 3 - David Brown Tobie Chrornan Bill Cook Leslie Bronte Bill Crow Iohn Craig Herbert Cohn Denis Brody Leonard Chassman Ross Cortez. - T 1 . I - 1 I 1 1 ' ' , . , , , I 1 ' 1 , , I I , ' . ' ' ' 1 . . I I I I ' 1 ' I I I I I 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ' ' ' I I I I V 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 . 1 1 1 Q Beauty is not causedp it is. -Dickinson H.R. 10,9 Miss Howell: Bow l - Myrna Feigenbaum, Pat Deer, Paula Donahue loyce Davis, Agnes Deutsch, Audrey Friedman, Gloria Elk, Sylvia Finkenlhal, Marion Feinstein, Mimi Finston. Row 2 - Ethel Edelstein, Mary Flanagan, Diane Fishman, Margie Fist, Marsha Edelsack, Elizabeth Dicker, Elaine Darnell, Carol Fox, Annette Fraser, Amelia Frank. Row 3 - Gordon Fisch, Hugo De Castro, Bruce Friedman, Arnold Freed, Al Friedman, Larry Finck, Bob Folkman, Ioan Day, Harriet Finkelrnan. Bow 4 - Steve Davidson, Iohn Davis, lack Disney, Doug Disney, Burton Duze, Harvey Finkelstein. I-LR. 124 Mrs. McCrory: Row l - Pat Hare, lane Hammack, Barbara Gilbert, Rochelle Greenberg, Marlene Grossman, lrene Garbus, loy Gold, Shelley Goldfein, Ioy Gelb, Dolores Gurwin. Row Z - Diane Hemmings, Ieniler Huot, Valerie Gluskin, Iris Granz, Sandy Goldscher, Mernette Griffith, Mary I-leintzelman. Row 3 - George Gillum, Lee Glazer, Donald Graff, Dean Huling, Eddie Hanlon, Bob Haiman, Mike Grotjohn. Row 4 - Richard Hanson, Howard Greenberg, Bob Gelber, Martin Goldstein, Dennis Goldie, Gary Hoelllin. H.R. 151 Mr. Dopp: Bow l -- Pat Kiernan, Laura Klein, Mary Kinninger, Sandy Kabrins, Gloria Korn, Marilyn Klein, lean Kegel, Darlene laman, Gladys Kerlcer, Eunice Kaplan. Row 2 -e Ken lones, Sid Kleiger, Carol Isen, Cookie Hustedt, Barbara Iones, Rochelle Ickes, Betty Kalzman, Isabelle Kahan, Peter lordan, Ronald Kathren. Row 3 - Bob Iacobs, Sandy Kodish, lohn Irish, loe Kaplan, Phil Kraft, Sid Karton, Bob Kellogg. Q lib 4-, liken . l?ll -EE22QW ,.:. tk zz' .. 51 ' my is i p H.R. 209 Mr. Bowen: Row 1- Harriet Levin, Barbara Lipton, Linda Levi, Nancy Lewis, Phyllis Marks, Mickeley Laufe, Gayle Levine, Lillian Labarsky, Melton Magidson, Ronald Markrnan, Row 2 - Patty Lippold, Betty Manahan, lane Markovitz, Eileen Lanfeld, Zandra Mandel, Ann Lustgarten, Myrna London, Carson Lockwood, Stan Leibowitz, David Lewis. Row 3 - Pat Lee, Eleanor Manel, Ianice Matson, Sam Leeper, Sigmund Lipshutz, Sharon Levy, Sheldon Lazaf, Runo Lemrning. Row 4 - Steve Lopez, Bernard Krakower, Irwin Marks, Eric Lindquist, Paul Krasney, Fred Lerner, George McKay. H.R. 212 Miss Clark: Row l - Harold Newmark, Stanley Miller, Iarnes Noonan, Elliot Michael, Ronald McCracken, Marilyn Miller, Phyllis Moss, Margo Melson, Roberta McElroy, Gale Newton, Deborah Morgan, Marilyn Munson, Sandra McEwan. Row 2 - Clinton Obando, Sandy McLean, Bob Ockner, Mike Opean, Berta Morse, Sarah Norman, Madeline Merrin, Barbara Newman, Dorothy Oliver, Gail Oberwager, Barbara Nathanson. Row 3 - Bill McLean, Lyn McGowan, Sherman Moreno, Rodney Moss, Iudy Nelson, Bob Mcliibben, Bill Olson, Eugene Meloeny, Peter Mellini. SYMPHONY MOODS A lovely thoughtg a tiny noteg She frowned, and felt miserable. A tiny noteg a bar or three, She laughed, and felt gay. A bar or three, a page or soy She cried, and telt useless. Voila! You have a symphony. She smiled, and found the way. ,I-LH. 219 Miss Erhart: Row l - Lois Richman, Ioanne Rabitz, Iucly Pierce, Edith Pierce, Iudy Rich, Rae Ceil Picker, Sue Phinney, Chris Rogers. Row 2 - Ierry Raclner, Rivella Opper, Gail Ostrin, Ianice Roosevelt, Ioanne Reiss, Suzy Palmer, Barbara Osthaus, Ioan Rinsler, Mike Rhodes, Row 3 - Don Richardt, Whitney Peden, Don Ornstein, Mike Peck, Pete Patman, Dave Reed, Michael Rabbitt, Seymour Rapaport, Roger Rodgers. Row 4 - Bill Reay, Paul Ponick, Burt Provisor, Ieli Rivers, Mike Opean, Ierry Pollon, Dick Riddell, Ronny Rochester. H.R. 223 Mrs. Ebbets: Row 1 - Sanford Shard, Roberta Satnick, Shirley Schneider, Dale Shapiro, Shirline Schneider, Louise Rosenfeld, Barbara Roslaw, Leysl Semler, Cyrell Sax, Gail Rosenthal, Iudith Schwartz, Richard Russon. Row 2: Ronald Segal, Bill Bedford, Steve Schwimmer, Ioel Schnee, Lenore Schrieber, Lois Schwartz, Hal Schwartz, Myron Shann, Howard Schultz, Iim Rosenberg, Bob Rosenstone, Bill Scallon. Row 3 - Dick Shapiro, Dick Saydah, Mike Scott, lim Roper, Hal Cleinman, Ioel Rottman, Mervyn Rush, Melvin Sanders, Harry Rottenberg, Paul Sackin, Leonard Shaheen. H.R. 224 Mr. Perryman: Row l - Martha Smith, Ianice Specht, Audrey Silverstone, Susan Sherman, Rosalind Shulman, Shelly Sloan, Ioel Stratton Madeline Solomon, Regina Sultanian, Pat Simmonds, Doris Spitz, Frances Siegel, Carol Sneed, Sandra Silverstein. Row 2 - Norlan Sullivan, Bette Speer, Roseanne Stone, Harry Stone, Roberta Spero, Barbara Stalk, Suzi Tatch, Mathilde Stern, Audrey Slafsky, Ierry Simon. Row 3 - Marshall Skoll, Larry Sherry, Arnie Silverman, Ray Swenson, Roy Struebing, Burton Spiegelman, Stan Sommer, Nancy Stone, Bernie Smukler. LIFTING her skirts daintily over the waves, the great ship skipped lightly into port. -Deanelle Baker, A9 H.R. 228 Mrs. Bartlett: Row l - Louis Wolter, Vera Wolver, Larry Wright, Ioan Wright, Linda Van Ronkel, Corrine Walshin, Larry Wang, Carol Turetz, Ann Wendt, Bernard Veiner, Bob Tetzlaff, Ronald Tische. Row 2 - Robert Weiss- buch, Ianet Theilman, Dolores Ullar, Virginia Wolf, Martha Young, Diane Vogel, Ted Weitz, Howard Temkin, Richard Weisdort, Marcia Weinberg, Row 3 - Leon Weiss, Bradley Webber, Harvey Wainstock, Ierry Tronstein, Stan Tatilian, Lorraine Young, Greg Todtman, Myron Weiner, Chuck Gummeson. Y-, lui' .age-nits-.-.H MM-. up-.sw ..l-1-lewis -it-umwse wwwetwa r, ,,fr,md:-,,4mmmr.a4 Above is the GIRLS' GLEE CLUB. President, Iudith Pierce: Director, Miss Marie Erhart. The LB. BAND is pictured above. President, Howard Bleicherf Below is the SENIOR ORCHESTRA. President, Mathilde Stern. Both organizations are led by Mrs. La Verle Caligiuri. THE BLUE HYACINTH, AUGREEN RIVER of grass its fragrance drifting Groping, ' over the thorn-covered garden, Long outstretched arms is a cracked vial of Syrian perfume Reaching toward bold, proud mountains lying in the ruins of a caravan. Above. - David Sager, A8694 - Marcia Weinberg, A9 J r M, . 'V 'fill 'x N ,gg 5, fr- '- ' 1 -mmm, . . V -Q mnu:m1 14-Mu.-.n...v . xp -sez .::.v.acsS xx M...:.e. '.1f.. afSa-qwrisvw.. .v.,5W.. .. f S F . .5 yr! X if 2? . Q ' 'tm ' RX T ,I K . g .,, - 4-'Rfk A -:mi .I V 4 ,I STONE li is VX 4 ' ed P L g jriqi 1 g . .ttf 5 4 'T' '.i':l. - l -'-'Wir lv 1 . J iv., n., .- , ,U Q i.. 1 its, it I ' In 'll X M mam: HICKY BEAVER Once upon a time, there was a little beaver named Hicky, who loved the bright lights of the city. One day he said, Mommy, lhicl l'm going to the big city. His mother didn't approve but seeing his de- termination, she gave him five dollars and sent him on his way, thinking he would soon come home. After some time she became worried, but meanwhile Hicky met an old fox who was as sly as his claws were sharp. l-le, after some discussion, sold l-licky five shares in the Brooklyn Bridge. Afterwards l-licky discovered he had been swindled and came home sadly, though his mother was much relieved. The moral of this story is: Don't try to be a big city-fella if you're just a little country hic. - Lee Burr, A9 THE PERSON TO DO IT IS YOU Bucky was a lazy beaver with big buck teeth: in fact, he was a very lazy beaver, for although his protruding teeth made him one of the best tree choppers in Beaverville, Bucky didn't even cut the trees for his own house. Now all the other beavers were working hard on the dams as they wanted their houses com- pleted before winter came, but Bucky just waddled along the shore of the pond asking all his friends to make his house. Seeing Bucky's fine teeth, he was of course, turned down by all. So Bucky decided to sit around until someone would feel sorry for him and start construction for him. The next day, all the houses were done and the snow began to fall. Bucky then began to build his house, but it was a cold unpleasant task, and all of the beavers were in the houses, so no one was there to help him. As he was working a little bird flew near and chirped to Bucky, lf you want work done the person to do it is you. - Roberta Schwartz, B9 f ie' -fs. VN Q! Flitting BUTTERFLY Flirting with the bright flowers Making eyes at grass. KTI -Dolores Curwin, A9 THE BUTTERFLY Once upon a time in the deep, dark forest of Dundee, five little caterpillars were hatched by a butterfly. Brothers and sisters grew alike and rapidly - all but one. She was very backward. She was fuzzless when the rest were fuzzy, fuzzy when the rest shed their fuzz, and still crawling and creeping around when the rest were spinning their cocoons. ln the spring, four beautiful butterflies emerged dancing, swirling and waltzing, every color of the rainbow. Four beauties and one dark, dreary cocoon huddled in the crook of the strongest, sheltering arm of the Scotch pine. How those giddy insects flew around, flitting from thistle to heather and to blue bonnet, in the Scotch sunshine. The fifth butterfly huddled in her dark cocoon far from the sun. How sad her mother would have been to see her backward daughter, now. But as the butterflies played: up came a dark cloud. The sun hid behind it, and suddenly, rain, hail and snow fell. Four bewildered butterflies battered their wings against the sudden attack of snow and hail. Alas - four, once beautiful butterflies lay wingless and lifeless, killed by the April storm. The storm soon died down and sun shone again. The cocoon, which had been sheltered in the pine, burst, and emerged the most beautiful butterfly ever seen. She had been fuzzless when the rest were fuzzy, wingless when they sailed through the air. But now she had her wings. Better late than never, she told herself as she glided away through the blue. - Lexis Maclfadden, A8 ' o v D W 1 o N at f ffftrit N NW . Us , W 'H 1 D.. V 'fn f l , f -I SQ , fx m T igl?gl':?Ell'll n 3 fb l Q , is 'li f Wye, , g sg ' .,'tf'!:F'T:'lff,, I S K yy , i I xi V .EIILI4 90 THE LITTLE PIG AND THE WOLF One day, when the little pig was playing in the meadow, he heard his worst enemy, the wolf, approaching from the distance. The little pig hurriedly picked up a shovel and started digging. Up came the wolf and said, Little pig, little pig, l'm going to eat you up! The little pig replied, Why would you want to eat me right now, when there is a million dollars in buried treasure here? There is? eagerly shouted the wolf, Well, I can eat you some other time. He then grabbed the shovel from the little pig's hand and started digging. While the little pig was making his get-away, the wolf dug deeper and deeper. When he finally gave up, the hole was so deep the wolf couldn't get out. And to this day he is still trying. So the little pig never had to worry about the wolf again. The moral of this fable is: The best way to get out of trouble is to use your brains. - Bob Karlin, B9 THE WISE LITTLE BEAR lt's midsummer in the forest and big old Abercrombie Bear looked diligently for his little son. Sylvester, Sylvester Bear! Where are you? screamed Abercrombie. From out of a dark corner of the cave Sylvester dragged him- self, yawning like a circus lion. Sylvester! roared Abercrombie, Why can't you sleep in the winter like all normal bears? Sylvester looked up with lead weights on his eyelids. Papa, l just want to be different, whined the tiny cub. At this, the old bear thundered out of the cave, but Sylvester went back to his summer hybernation. Came winter and all the bears went to sleep with the unison of a marching army, but little Sylvester was out of step. He arose for a winter of play. The weeks passed and little Sylvester could find no one to play with. He was so disgusted and bored he was ready to join all the other bears and go to sleep. But, hark! What's that? T'he cracking of flames. The forest is afire! The flames soared like a red brick wall, but Sylvester awakened all the other bears and led them to safety. Moral: Birds of a feather may flock together, but not wise bears. - Leonard Classman, A9 THE GREEDY BEAR The winter was over. The snow began to melt away, and patches of green shown through. It was spring. Birds tittered cheerfully in the trees, while everywhere things began to stir. Deep in the forest, Brownie Bear woke up from his long winter's sleep. He breathed deeply, and the air was like a refreshing drink of water to him. He looked down at himself, and noticed that his usually plump belly was no longer in evidence. lt was then he realized that he was hungry. There was one drawback, however. Not too many edible plants had poked their way through the snow yet. Besides, Brownie was a bear of high classy he was very choosy about the kind of food he ate. After a long search, passing up many fine things to eat such as grass, honey, and wild cherries, he emerged from the forest. Brownie's heart stood still. There on a sandy plain stood a plant - the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Fragrant blossoms clung to it, scenting the air with their sweet perfume, while a delicious looking fruit presented itself. Without another thought, Brownie jumped through the air and landed on the plant. His smile of ecstasy faded quite abruptly, as his rear extremity told him that his beautiful plant was none other than the prickley pear cactus. . The moral of this story is that Beauty is but skin deep. - Bruce Friedman THE LAMB AND THE WOLF One day a lamb came to drink at a stream. All of a sudden, a wolf who was also at the stream, cried out, Stop drinking at this stream! You are stirring up the water and making it muddy so l can't drink. The small lamb replied, How can l be ruin- ing the water for you? You are on ct ledge higher than l am. The wolf said irritably, Never mind, but I heard you were calling me names behind my back about a year ago. The lamb replied, I wasn't born a year ago. With that the wolf went into a rage, tore the lamb to pieces and ate it up. Moral: When anybody has made up his mind to fight with another, it is easy to find an excuse. -Robert H erzberg, B9 Myrna, Pat, Barbara and Louise I WISH that everyone could be A bit more stupider than me. Then I'd seem smart compared to them A And stand out as a Wisdom-gem. Alas, this is not so, I fear, And dumber still I must appear As thoughts likethese employ my brain, Quite Wistfully, and quite in vain. -Sheila Fox, A8 HANDS, like' people Walk on stilts with me, Do what theyre told to. Yet, they hold the destiny of the World. -Bruce Ackley, A8 RINSLER ' BURR ART AND CREATIVE WRITING CLASSES. sponsored by Mrs. Myrle Petrie and Miss Winn Mackey. We wish to express oar appreciation to Carolyn Bennett who designed the Burr cover, and to Melvin Sanders, Secretarial typist. This semester at John Bztrroaghs, twenty-one pupils won poetry awards given by the National High School Poetry Contest. Poems receiving awards are starrezlf' Those receiving special mention are double starredfm We are also happy to announce that one of our A8's won first prize Kfive dollarsj in the state high school poetry contest. David Aclcles' poem. is entitled Upon a Hill and will be published in the magazine Chaparral.', The poem is not included in this Burr. Karen Jacobs antl Lexis MacFadden, A8s, and Bruce Friedman, A9, also won honorable mention for their poems. Karerzfs poem, is entitlefl The Old House, Lexis' Winter, and Bruce,s It Was Night? Winter is printed in this Burr. Note: The letters CCI, ITD and CHD refer to the poetic forms, Cinquain, Tonka and Hokkn. Below is the IOURNALISM CLASS. Editors-in-Chief, Laura Klein and Sigmund Lipshutzp Editorial Page, Agnes Deutch and Barbara Gilbert Feature Page, Mike Scott and Frances Siegelg Sports Page, Irene Garbus and Iack Disneyg Advertising, Mickey Solomon and Lee Glazer. Mrs Mary A. Uphoff, sponsor. 3. ,l. Y! 2 We .-f 121 . s X ',Asf5r- iff . - f 1 I I The STARS are little angels Who mischievously wink At the earth people. -Suzanne Cook, A8 f i i 1' 1 1 -Q , 'H' N 3 A 3 is is . VK Y. .A X . 1- . v SAND DUNES Great immobile camels, Crouch ln the frigid moonlight, Waiting r For the wind's command 2- 3 , 'J -j To move. BIRDS BY RAINDROPS are silver dimes ABRAMS Buying flowers Back from the earth. ' .. , -fay Redack, A8 . A J 0 V 1 Z'-.sg Xt ':- 1:1 if.- iie LOVELINESS The busy world has time and place For flowers and filmy bits of lace, F or paintings, stars, and silver streams, And things as beautiful as dreams. Not all in nature we behold ls stern, and practical and cold. For many lovely things are weaved For which no purpose man perceived. So in the busy life of man, Which God and nature seem to plan, By this same impulse, man should take The time to work for beauty's sake, And count as his supreme success, Trifles of dainty loveliness. -Doris Spitz, A9 THE EVENING STORM The moon shone brilliantly on the waters, Hardly a sound was heard. While deep in the distant forest Appeared a beautiful bird. Proud and tall and stately, With feathers of crimson blue, I-le waited for the dreaded storm In a calm that ghastly grew. Then, a sudden clap of thunder, Animals came rushing by, To find themselves a shelter, That would keep them warm and dry. After the storm was over, The bird burst into song, SECRETS And everything was still again The Wind Through the whole night long. ldled by the trees, ,. -1 -'I - Pat Stone, A8 Whispering T' J-' my A senseless secret AQ To each As she passed. -an OH. MONTH OF MAY. You are a breath of spring so sweety You are a paradise. When birds and flowers meet To share the joys that you alone can bring, You are indeed, the Queen of spring. And - when in the eve, in sweet repose Your grandeur lies, Neath myriad stars that twinkle in the skies, And when your verdant majesty is hushed Save for the breeze that stirs among the brush, From my heart there renders forth a theme And l say, Oh, Month of May, You are indeed my Queen. -Barbara Gilbert, A9 l walked alone in A FOREST GREEN: There was beauty everywhere: The pinks and the pale, sweet cowslips And the wild rose blooming there: The bees gentle buzz on the lupine, And the little brook whispering by -- As I listened, I heard the song of a lark As it soared high up in the sky. -Pat Miller, BW' .I .. my IT WAS A GLORIOUS MORNING. I awoke to find the golden sun streaming through the crisp white curtains. The birds were already up, busily looking for worms, and chirping a lovely melody. The perfume of the roses on the white trellis sent a heavenly scent into my room. l jumped up and ran to look out of the window. The lawns stretched out, a lovely green in color. The big trees spread their leaves wide to make shade for all. The garden added its brightly colored fragrant flowers, which blended with the brilliant shades of the vege- tables. Oh, what a glorious day! What a wonderful day to be alive! - Audrey Friedman, A9 A HOME A house without love is like a barren fieldp A house without love is just bricks and mortar. Love in a house fills every nook and cranny with understanding and kindness. Thus a house becomes a home. - Henry Aaron, A8 Sunlight and happiness, then her harsh WORDS. like little sharp pellets, beat against my heart. Shadows covered the sun, and night descendedy she was gone, but the stinging pellets still beat upon my wounded heart. -Ann Lu.slgarten,, .4996 ff is rr REALITY , ,z Or just the reflection , '-nf, ,X On a murmuring sea rf Which l seek? The sun, Resplendant, A yellow ball of fire, Has spread a golden pathway To heaven , Before my very feet. I - Paula Donahue, A9 . I ' f' ' xl . . .f suv, if url' .Q N, t V Exe- lr E9 AWN' few minutes ago lie world was dim yith rising fog. w, a giant rainbow is slowly spreading the water's edge. ie sand seems to gleam and come to life. ow wonderful to be at the beach at sunrise, .one with God! - Paula Kramer, B8 -oetry is truth dwelling in beauty. -Cilfllan. BEAUTY IN CALIFORNIA As a result of the wonderful climate, plants bloom all year. ln the spring, the desert is an endless sea of blue and purple, the orange groves are forests of white, while the cherry orchards are a mass of pink. ln the summer, the fields are shimmering gold, and in the fall and winter many bushes with red flowers add to the beautiful landscape. The beauty of our state makes California living the most enjoyable in the world. - Carolyn Levin, B7 Did you ever rise in the morning At the DAWNING of the day, And hear the glad cry of the whipoorwill And the oriole's plaintive lay? Did your heart o'erflow with rapture Such beauty to behold, As the sun in all its brilliance Blazed forth like molten gold. - Pat Miller, B9 BLUEBELLS. ballerinas in powder blue: Tiny feet performing deep pliere Over nature's stage of green velvety Keeping time To the wind's majestic orchestra. Whirling like tiny spinning wheels, Round and round, Weaving threads of gold Caught by baby pink clouds For a twilight cloak. Tiny feet performing deep pliere Over nature's stage of green velvety Keeping time To the wind's majestic orchestra. Dancing their way through life, They give beauty to the world. Janice Roosevelt, A9 f . BUGS BY GREGORIAN Mr- HIBBE N K R ' AGEN P. STONE What greater or better good can We offer to the republic than to teach and instruct our youth? -Cicero FACULTY - Row lc M. Erdine Robinson, Marie Erhart, Muriel McCrory, Loretta Nichols, Annabelle Gibson, Theresa Baller, Iames W. Lloyd, Betty Ashley, Gertrude Schweickert, Lois Shade, Bertha Ross, Dorothy Stahl, Emily Huntsman, Margaret Hezel. Row Z: Betty Waters, Constance Wienke, Dorothy Cloud, Frances Bartlett, Ada Egbert, Evelyn Warder, Clara Rosenwein, Florence Hurst, Mary Ebbets, Marylois Warner, Mildred Cline, Dorothy Malloy. Row 3: Edna Mott, Helen Rich, Catherine Freeman, lohn Vance, Ana Cameron, Arthur Iones, Clara Bruckman, Mary Howell, La Verle Caligiuri, Margurite Tooker, Alice Lourie, Oswald Hunt. Row 4: Faber Dopp, Elizabeth Clark, Philip Corley, Mary Uphoii, Myrle Petrie, Edith Kerr, Walter Iackson, Iames Barackman, Mary Harlan, Donald Pelton, Winn Mackey. Row 5: Philip Ferguson, Robert Hawkins, Iames Bailie, Evan Engberg, Milton Langsner, William McBride, Carl Steiner, Donald Perryman, William Platt. ignafured BEAUTY BLOSSOMS AT BURROUGHS Why, who makes much of A MIRACLE? As to me, l know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I wade with naked feet along the quiet waters, Or stand under trees in the woods, Or watch the skyscraping trees touch the endless sky, Or observe the animals feeding in the field, Or the birds, or the wonderfulness of insects, Or the exquisite, delicate, thin curve Of the new moon in the springg The fishes that swim, the beautiful waterfalls, Soaring out of the endless sky, The wonder of the sundown, Or the stars shining so bright - These, one and all, are to me miracles. -Sanrlra Kahn., B3 AN ELFIN SPRITE wanders everywhere. Does she walk the earth? The flowers and the smiles of happy children say so. Does she swim the waters? The brilliant sea-weeds and silvery rainbow trout say so. Does she fly the air? The brightly plumaged birds and the sunsets say so. She is beauty and she is everywhere. - Dcazwlle Baker, A9 WHAT DO I MEAN BY BEAUTY IN THE MIND? The structure of the head? The function- ing of the brain? No, I mean the imagination. Beauty in the mind is the most fascinating beauty. You can picture wonderful things fan- tastic and unbelievable. A good book, leaves a lasting impression in your mind. We think of a person that was close to us but has passed on. We see a beautiful scene: we forget it, but then years later it flashes back across our mind, and we remember. This is all beauty. We never realize just how much beauty each person has access to. Many people never grasp this beautyg others consider their imagination one of the greatest gifts God has bestowed. - Martin Goldstein, A9 PURSUIT of man against man, of animals pursuing animals, The pursuit of conquerors watching the downfall of men who are like them, who think like themg their own brothers. Why? -Murcia Weinberg, A9 -l JU: tv-fm. . -af-i 4' .- 'V .ft fi E7 z, ' ft? .f .art Q -Ann: -,.,.,.,,. 5- A v 134' - . .. id, .rl I ...i,, E . , . ,iii ,t ' vu. nh ' fu '? -1 if Z- 111575:-' A-.L+ ' . 'If' 'iff' . sl i ff .aw - 2575 A X -is 1... - zu- QT:-'5 -21: ,L at H.. IC - x- QL Y:-' Sgr , 34? ,-a, ' .mg-,.., is .1 ' ...Wit .... A A . K 'h.K.' L, Wiz . ' '- f ' 1. an 9? V BURR THE ROSE Slowly, Red velvet petals shed Tears of crystal dew drops, Partly quenching the earth's thirst. KCQ - Roberta Satnick, A9 With incomparable force, the white helrneted TROOPS OF THE SEA storm and fight the rock-bound fortress of the shore. Advancing, advancing, tearing down the gates, until under fire they are forced to retreat. With helmets gleaming and spears poised, they again advance, lashing at the coral walls and reaching out even higher toward the majestic towers, unable to conquer the fortress of the shore. -David Sager, A8 MY HOME will be made of sugar cubesg They make the finest bricks, The chimney will be of ginger bread And the roof of pepermint sticks. The steps will be made of gum drops, The door a chocolate bar, The window box of cinnamon bark And each flower a candy star. The shutters will be of jam covered tarts, The windows sheets of ice. To-night in my dreams I will build my home ln a children's paradise. - Emily Lewis, B9 O MOON OF SILVER. Lighting the darkness, Who knows when your life will end? Will your beauty last for eternity? -Ronald Orsini, A8 WAVES ARE WHITE STALLIONS Mighty, plunging impatient - Intent on trampling To a pulp of nothingness The glistening white sands. fTj -Mathilcle Stern A9 YOU ASK. WHAT IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING? And I have no fitting answer. Shall I say the breaking dawn, A rosy veil flung above The jagged mountain peaks, Or some early morning With scrubbed, blue sky, Bolling green grass, lush with color And wet with dew? Or shall I tell ot sunny summer days, When lune carresses with her languid warmth? Or shall I commend the beauties of a sunset Pet theme ot poets, A rainbow oi color painted on a greying sky, As the sun, a glowing ball oi fire Drops down the universe Into nowhere. Or shall I recount the beauty oi twilight, When a blue window shade draws over God's world? Which ot these marvels of nature Shall I say is the most beautiful? I cannot decide. The wonder that is God's world Is filled with overwhelming beauty. - Susie Friedel, A8 SUN-WORSHIPPERS. the tall cactus trees of the desert, raise great green arms to the sky. P -Jerry Shultz, A8 lash their tails THE WAVES. huge blue and white serpents, against the silver shore, - Betty Cershan, A8 In the Ocean-sky Little SILVERY FISH peeped out, Their eyes glistening In the night. The huge whale-moon, Swimming into full View Of the tiny fish, As black clouds Covered his face, Suddenly became a glaring light, That dimmed the sparkling eyes Ot the once bright fish. - Mary A jalat B9 Rising, Up, up Out of the crested waves, SILVER SEA SERPENTS arose And answered the call Of the war drums. Boom! Boom! Boom! The tired old Indian pounded, Pounded! Lifting sightless eyes Above the sea, The serpents slowly melted away. - Vicki Seiman, A8 GIANT MOUNTAINS hover protectingly Over the small brook, A Silver Serpent lazily crawling, Coils itself around rocks and trees Until it reaches the valley below - Silver upon silver, The moon lends its sheen, To the winding serpent, As it leaves the valleys, Continuing its journey, Toward the sea. - Marianne Bodner B9 The marshals, deputies, and assistant deputies of the SERVICE ORGANIZATION STAFF are pictured below Grand Marshal, Pete Patmang Marshals, Harry Stone, Dick Ha and Steve Landy. Mr. Oswald Hunt, spons Z m.1.aurr 453' ' nv an 4? 'R' u. ig x f.. ' Y -1 sf Q00 N i ' ' I Y Q ' mm 'J A r I ij U 1 593 f L -E v wp ' -1 . .'..::5rfNj Z 1: N- STONE RALHLIN ff, ' - 'W g fa, . NW, jg ,. -Qu ',-. -ag. 'E .:. .. fziiflffffiirfgiisiieiiii..inf-1 .. Y . . , 1 E N Nothing is beautiful from every poini of view. -Horace 11'S:7'.ii. i,. . '-xl r. BALLGDN ' BGVVBV-M bMKrQi'I3E11 BENN ETT I GYM CLUB The bell rings! You rush through your lunch and dash into the gym. Then looking around you see such stars as Stewart Papay on the parallels. Stewart earned his junior letter this year, but he will be working for his senior letter this term. On the mats is Mike Rhodes. Mike has been in the Gym Club lever since the B7, and has learned many stunts, taught by Mr. Walter Iackson. V On the horizontal bars is Paull-Ioppe. Paul is also working for his senior letter this term. All of these boys are striving for one goal - to master Gymnastics. ' - Ted Weitz, A9 The A9 members of the I-I.A.S. are, CHUCK BRADISI-I, dynamic star of the hardwoods, who is the president oi the I'I.A.S. and Boys' Athletic Commissioner, BILL OLSON, who really shines on the diamondy IACK DISNEY, famous for his spectacular basketball shotsg DOUG DISNEY, star footballer and a sparker in baseballp MERV RUSI-I, who really goes places on the basket-- ball courtg and last but not least, LARRY Sl-IERRY, who stars as an all-around athlete. The B9 members include such players as ROY DOUMANI, CLAUDE GAUTI-IIER and DON BENDIX. The A8's are represented by powerful IIM LERMAN. Besides planning sports for others, these boys have played in many an exciting game them- selves. All our thanks to MR. HAWKINS and the I'I.A.S. for a job Well done. -Leonard Cliassman, A9 To the Boys of Iohn Burroughs. lt has been my pleasure to serve you, the boys' of IB. and I hope that I have served you well. I wish to thank Mr. Hawkins for his guid- ance and interest in the boys of I.B. and the I-I.A.S. - Chuck Bradish, Boys' Athletic Commissioner ALL STAR REVUE Positions C - loel Rottman-Captain-has whipped up a better than average team this year - steady in his position behind the bat - better than average sticker. P - Whit Peden - Blazing fast ball - good control - good hitter for a pitcher. lB - Gail Borden - Classy around the initial sack - lots of diamond savy - pretty good hitter. 2B-Larry Sherry - Infield spark plug - snappy hitter in the clutch. SB- Bill Olson - Very consistent - makes more than his share of great plays. SS -Sherwin Agron - Fastest man on the infield - terrific double play man - iron arm throw - a great little hitter. LF - Lee Baker - Great arm - covers a lot of territory in left field - hits often and when he does that ball travels. CF - Don Ornstein - Good sticker - steady fielder - comes up with that ball. RF-Ioe Kaplan - Good all around ball player and Very consistent. SCF - Bill Bedford-Plugs the team from short center - fair hitter. -Dick Saydah, Sports' Editor THE NINTH INNING All eyes were glued on Bob, out in center field. The ball approached him rapidly. He eagerly awaited it then POP, it was in his mittg and out again. I-Ie had fumbled the ballg the crowd went wild. It looked as if Bob had lost the game for us. lt was the ninth inning and the score was seven to seven. It seemed as if we would never get to bat. But, then Bob, with a single motion, scooped up the ball and hurled it to the boy on second base for the third out. Now it was our turn at bat. Everyone felt an inward groan as Bob stepped up to the plate. Not a word was uttered as he got two strikes on the first two pitched. And then on the third pitch, he sent the ball sailing over right field for the point that won the game for us. -Stan Leibowitz, A9 A9 - B9 BASEBALL NOON LEAGUE CAPTAINS AND H.A.S. Exuberance is beauty. -William Blake H.A.S. This term, Burroughsonians have enjoyed one of the finest sports programs ever known here at I.B. We have Mr. Hawkins, Chuck Braclish, and the H.A.S. to thank for planning Noon Leagues, and such events as the track meet, and The Little World Series. 23eXle2Ge2ikXleXF2fPXleXle2Ge2Ge TO THE GIRLS OF IOHN BURROUGHS: As my last semester at Iohn Burroughs draws to a close, I have begun to realize what a wonderful experience being Girls' League Ath- letic Commissioner is. During this past term I have had the oppor- tunity of working closely with Miss Robinson, who has carefully guided me throughout the term. Without the friendly assistance of Marilyn Klein, many activities could not have been planned. But it was you, the girls of Iohn Bur- roughs, who gave me the support that made this office successful. - Louise Rosenfeld, Athletic Commissioner, S'50 ggnafufed ALL STARS What a dynamic team! Who? Why the A9 All Stars, of course. These girls were chosen for their outstanding athletic ability and sportsmanship. DOT OLIVER, MARY KINNINGER, LINDA LEVI, ESTI-IER DANE, BARBARA GILBERT, MERNETTE GRIF- FITI-I, IRENE GARBUS, LOIS RICHMAN, BETTY MANAI-IAN, FRANCIS SIEGAL, GLORIA ELK and LOUISE ROSENFELD make this team. Their hitting is very strong and dependable. We all know that these A9 Girls of Summer 50 are really ALL STARS. - Sandy Kabrins, A9 THE HOME RUN It was Friday afternoon, and the Girls' A9 All Star game was under way. This was the last of the play off games to determine the champion team. Skippy Marvin walked up to bat. As she waited for the pitch, she thought to herself, last of the ninth, tie score, bases are loaded, and there are two outs. I'rn new to the school and this is my big chance to become well known. The call of strike one rudely inter- rupted her thoughts . . . Skippy was now ready for anything. In a matter ot seconds the count was 3 balls and two strikes. Skippy's grip tightened on the bat, her eyes were glued on the pitcher . . . the ball leaped at her from the pitcher's hand . . . it looked good . . . she started to swing and then at the last moment checked it . . . ball four, take your base. The girl on third base advanced homey the game was over. Skippy had put the game before her personal feelings and had won the game for her team. - Ianice Roosevelt, A9 CLASS CAPTAINS AND SERGEANTS Beauty from order springs. -King NOON LEAGUE CAPTAINS Point Harris! Side out! Strike one! This is common sports' vocabulary at I.B., especially during noon league, when competition is tough. Noon league is not only run by our athletic commissioner and sponsors, but by all who participate in these sports' activities. You don't have to excel in sports to be active in noon league, because you are just there for the fun ot ity but if you do have that extra sports' ability, you may be lucky enough to earn a letter. 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