Lafayette High School - Legend Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Shoot the ham to me Sam, the table's set for meat . . . Those soft, melodious notes were sung by Vic Demeno, the man who sent Crosby, Sinatra, and Como back to Sorrento. Supporting him, was the finest orches- tra in the land, Morty Ielling and his I-E-L-L-O boys. now completing their ninety-fifth week at the Paramount. No, sorry madam, we don't want any flowers-Oh pardon me-i-it's Evelyn Morrison, voted most likely to succeed back in '47. L-A-F-A-Y-E-T-T-E, L-A-F-A-Y-E-T-T-E. Fight team, fight!!! Still at it folks? For the last twenty-five years a rumor has been flying the circuit, that because of the poor quality of lungs on the Cheering Squad, Lafayette didn't win on the gridiron in its first four years. It sounds as if the accused have seen doctors since then. Now, here comes Paul Freeman. the man who won first prize in the Metropolitan Art Exhibit for his painting, Somebody's Sister , being chased by her seven brothers. In a far corner, I see two bear-ded men, gazing perplexedly at a sign which reads: rr 42 l XflCI1'12 tat lc-a M3131 cos 2 At first glance it appears to be a formula for unearthing cosmic power. However, these two mysterious gentlemen, who are Professors Gilbert Rosenzweig, and George Greenfield of the Smithsonian Institute, reveal that it is their new recipe for Munchy Crunchies. Happy munching boys! The tumult now subsides as the orchestra makes ready to play. All stand at attention as the first notes pour forth. And in unison- Oh fairest of our city's schools of leaming . . . Faces sadden, thoughts go back to then, and tears roll down cheeks-it's been a long time, but we still remember! ANSWERS TO GUESS WNO? 1. Mr. RAYMUND 1v.4zl5l: 5. M,. GEURGE EGGERS 2. Mr. MAX RUM 6. Mis., MURIEL CROOKS 3. Mmm. JULIUS J.4c0ns 1 ,,., 1 7. Mr. RUDOLPH BERNSTEIN Fmcn GULIJBISRG 3. Mr. IRVING GORDON 4, Mf. JOSEPH c1:.4ny 27

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CLASS SIDNEY IACOBSON Hello, Mr. and Mrs. United Nations and all our rockets in space! This is your raving, roving reporter broadcasting to you on this bleak Ianuary evening of this year of 1972. Tonight's big news is the celebration of the silver anniversary of the lanuary, 1947 class of Lafayette High School in Brooklyn, a class of which your reporter is a member. Incidentally, the school is now being made into a bank, by the Wonderful Walrus of Wall Street, Paul Neufeld. All this reporter can say is that at last people can get something out of it. Well, here we are in front of the Park Central Hotel, where the reunion will be held. The hotel is in all its splendor tonight. Its motto Where the elite meet to soak their feet, is lit up in aquamarine and fu,schia lights, shooting out of an atomic cannon at three second intervals. This is really a light for sore eyes. And now, here comes the first batch of celebrants pouring out of the new post-um station wagon. They shift into a modified T with Bernie Epstein, now head coach at P. U. carrying the ball and Lennie Solow, running interference. They charge through the revolving door, picking up momentum and the doorman standing there, and crash into a cactus flower pot. However, beating them to the pot, is Bernie Gaor, who is perched on top of the highest needle. The former track team captain Ouch!!! The crowd is now falling into reverent silence as they notice the arrival of United Nation's President Lawrence DuBois and his Secretary of Peace, Ioe Abrams, who is juggling a couple of handballs. Both have but sparsely covered craniums, probably from worrying about the present senior-pin shortage. A news flash!! This reporter has just been handed a special dispatch concerning two of tonight's guests. The new book by Lonnie Pickens, My Days at Lafayette or Four Years in a Sweat Factory has won the Pulitzer Prize for Education. Honorable Mention for the award went to last year's winner Abe Emanuel for his brilliant expose, School-What For? Now, I see Artie Press, basketball mentor at N.Y.U. discussing the future of sports with Eddie Drasin, general manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers. Say Ed, how much longer do we have to wait? 26 PROPI-lESY

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