Julia Richman High School - Spotlight Yearbook (New York, NY)

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lb I e gh Q ' I d. I guess there's one person in th '. orld 'll never understand, and that's my mother. She can't seem to c e ' : there is no reason for my going ested in women, and th l'm neve - 3 arry, she only smiles and goes right on talking abou da'nEQ sc oo . The only way I n e is by telling you about my sis- ter, Cynthia. QB , can I tell y mother at the cause of my decision is her only daught '?j Cyn - always O.K. to me, but her downfall came when she beca e a Senio n high school. The whole thing really started about the thir mon ' - term. As if it d p a ed, Cynthia shopping around for a date for the p as soon a e first report c home. It seems to me, that every n , t she'd sit - . wp- and mak st of all the boys to dancing School. No f tter es I tell her illat I'm not inter- : ,plain she knew well, slight 63 hope o meet , by a process of elimination, which req r :' - n of the entire household, the list was narrowed down to bout fi : fig! yonlng men of prom age. Cyn continued this procedur until well after thq mid-terms. At that point, she got panicky and decide that a decision had o tter be made, before each of the eligihles was snappe -,- - o on A -: - ecting classmate. The Fates had decide g Q lan Carlton w Q elected to the enviable posi- tion of Sis's escort. Some da 'm going to d out what went on at the other end of the wire whe Cynth 1 called Ala to invite him to the prom. I'll never forget Cynthia as she ma e that call! Oh, Mother, suppos he d 't want o go, wailed sophisticated Cynthia. Nonsense, dear, so e o patient ther. All boys love proms. And then, for the umteenth ime me the s ry of her high school prom. Finally, Cynthia got d t brass t s Hello Alan, quavered my sister as the gentleman in v esti ans red e telephone. How are you? How's your mother, and yo r f ' ther, and ur brother, and-. Being a man of action I 1: waited s lts. Little did I realize that, as I sat quietly in my comer, 1' ning to y thia talk about everything but the question at hand, that this as the beg' ning of my period of servitude. Presently, Mother, who is a woman of 3 eat fortitude and will power, pur- posefully began walking to s d her b bling daughter for the fourth time. I2

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alfa velfic FINALE Like a beautiful flower fragrant and white, That withers and dies in a single night. X So was the love twixt you and I When you said goodnight but meant goodbye. K ' , j! f ,-avi, -JpxA INFORMATION PLEASE Why can't I sit and concentrate? I hope you'll ask me for a date. Oh, why these tears, why must I cry? But last of all-why wonder why? ' ALYCE LANDSMAN ADELE LEFKOWITZ J 2 'Si DOUBLE ENTENDRE KR! I lie here wide awake at night fax LX My mind is none too clear. ,, I try to sleep with all my might, R And yet I can't, my dear. ' ...+A It isn't love, it's not the season, ' Rl ....-4- It isn't 'cause my heart you hold, I cannot sleep for just one reason- K! Oh, heaven curse the common cold! ALYCE LANDSMAN

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gentle nudge. x 1 I This time she did not swerve from her bid ave Cynthia a firm, but Oh, by the way, said Cyn, as ' thd t d just come to her, so t What are you doing the night of e - 's Senior Prom--it's formal-it's going to be lovel ll e? he whole thing led from her lips at cmpe y icat istserlgvas no longer so is ' ted so far as I aecon . ' a yo er er, t ou can bly ppr iate my position in famil airs. All my life, s far b as I can emember, I have always been t ' ' al Hard Lu Kid.' f a o ll went through a neighbor's window, it was always my oo atm o . If a little girl's doll was broken, it was always I who rokeQ4 B no every one seemed to forget that I was the modern Peck's ad Bo .' C ia started address- ing me as Roger, instead of the usu Jai B t I wasn't so dumb! As soon as she started that, I was o y guard, a - not a ' ute to soon. Mother and Cynthia began t clam fl n I- '-- I er of the day was Roger, get the '- mg so . ' oger, ll for 1- : s 's dress at the tailor's, and so f . E e i en y ' if r est in some small way, there s7 ix - to ec tj m protestations. Much to my reli , the day of prom finally e . I must confess that I neve I ought I ould live to s the da . And now t think of it, perh s it would ve been better i I had j ' ed the orei legion. Cynt a and Mother ose with the s . I rose it em o because th ' woke me to go another errand. N er in my li did I see two pe ple fuss nd fu e the wa ey di an ever in my ' e did I hear of ch ridicu us err ds as I was mad o run that da In th course of e same mo ing, I h d to go around t the beauty arlor to c ange an pointment, e Cynthia s evening shoe t th aker, go Mrs. rdiner's to see ' she had tumed Mother' ironing wire, an o lon ' to the day. That is w I ent my Saturday. Wh' e he other lc s were in th emp y lot cking e regular ball team, I was doi g antics ar und th 0 If t i t a su eme sacrifice, I want to kn wh t is! W PROM EVENING ally a rived, nd ith it e a re- splendent n. Mother says he l ked a solutel han ome Father was busy ith a jig-saw puzzle. ch famil crises mean no ing to him and Mother s still ing aro nd with Cy g her d s, her hair-do, and Rfb? ,.