McKinley Junior High School - McKinleyan Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Miss McBarron has enthusiastically organized Graduation rehearsals and arranged for jewelry and other graduation necessities for our McKinley students for over 15 years. Oar sincere thanks to her for making all these arrangements for as. GRADUATES N JQWX 4 E J 't l s . 'fiwfl ' . 5 .E+-' f ' 1 i : t i Q03 Y This is my quest To follow that star No matter how hopeless No matter how far ..... 47

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I decided that I would introduce Cindie to my father before she and my mother had become too involved in conversation and my mother might make a foolish remark. But when I saw my father, I was ready to scream aloud. He was seated in the living room, reading the newspaper, not wearing his tie or his jacket. How could he do that, when he knew I had a guest, a very special guest! Cindie's father never would. But I controlled my frustration, sat down, and began to talk about the cam- paign. Even that, however, couldn't ease the tension inside of me. After an agonizingly long time, dinner was ready, and we assembled at the table. The food was delicious, as Cindie kept reminding us. Mother had probably worked all day long in the kitchen, but the effort could not overshadow the cracks in our good china and the odd plates that had to be used to replace those that had been broken over the years. After dinner we sat around the living room and talked awhile, and then Cindie left. Yes, she left, probably never to return to my house again. I remained in my room for hours, flung across my bed, just thinking. The tears could not even fall. They seemed frozen inside of me. When the phone rang, it jarred me out of my misery. Who would be calling at this time of night? I answered hesitantly, my voice unsteady. It was Cindie's mother. Before I could say a word, she began to talk, very softly, her voice breaking at times. It seemed that Cindie had never gone home that night. Instead, she was found unconscious from an overdose in a loft somewhere in the East Village. Next to her body they had found a note: Thank her and tell her that she is the luckiest person in the world. Her mother knew she had to mean me. Jill Schreiber 9H1 The greatest job of this generation is to raise a better generation. Let not the mistakes of yesterday nor the fears of tomorrow spoil today.

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Mr. Michael Burkett 9-128 BOTTOM ROW SITTING: Adria Silverman, Kathy Trimarco, Carol Berg, Steven Standard, Deborah Warburton, Robert Terpenny, Lillian Quinn, Deborah Washington, Carrie Valiant. FIRST ROW STANDING: Mona Thablt, Jill Schreiber, Patryce Toye, Martha Simak, Mr. Michael Burkett, Sally Samara, Donna Thurston, Susan Rasmussen, Susan Szabo. SECOND ROW STANDING: James Sargianis, John Presley, Michael Sandor, Shirley Weeks, Donna Svennevlk, Tom Sawyer, Joseph Redmond, Joseph Vassilatos. THIRD ROW STANDING: Ben Spitzer, Richard Skei, Michael Urkonis. ABSENT: James GaSDa!'iI10, 'Toe Valle, William Silber., Fear less, hope move, talk less, say more, hate less, love more, and all good things are yozws. Swedish proverb