Midwood High School - Epilog Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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l T0 THE FAKULTY Deer Teechers, This here is iusl a nole lo say lhanx for learning me so good for lhe pasl for years iusl lerminaled. My mom says ils reely given me a polish and she says ils beller land cheaperl lhen a Duberry Success course. Of course, my mom isn'l so observanl now lhal she's gelling on and lhere is some lhings she iusl clon'l nolice . . . like lhe lime lhal l came home wilh a lwisled ankel do lo lhe facl lhal some big ape slepped on me ina cafeleria riol when lhey pul up lhe popkorn machine. And lhe lime my arm came oul of ioinl when l gol caughl in lhe rush of P.Mers coming inlo our hallod halls. She isn'l so up lo clale eilher. She doesn'l undersland words like Delenshun. She lhinks ils like Arisler or some- lhing. Werefore, everylime l come home and lell her aboul il she calls up her friends and acks like l'm a prodigal or somelhing. On open school nile, my mom and yew, lhe leechers, gel reel confidenshul and me and my mom lwho is lackful in addilion lo her olher dislribulesl remanes so, con- fidenshal aboul everylhing lhal if il was up lo her, I would slill be in lhe dark aboul how I sland wilh yew, my leechers. Hence, from lime lo lime yew have given me clews lo where l am in your eslimashun. There was lhe lime l sharpened a pencil for one of yew and by acciclenl, yew pushed my lillle linger inlo lhe sharpenar. And lhere was lhe lime l wuz asked lo go downslairs on an errand. To help me on my way yew gave me a genlle shov-down lhe slairs. Whal pleezed my mom especially was lhe personal allenlion l gol from Dr. Ross. l shall always remember lhe falherly way he used lo sland over me as l lenderly placed my double-bubble llwo fora niclel on lhe lip of my nose. How could l forgell l slill can'l gel lhe gum off .... Anolher scar l shall alwaze carry are lhe sneaker prinls of some loo hundred pounder who lryed lo eksecule lhe Flying Angel on my midrifl in P. T. lPhysical Tormenl.l Bul having al long lasl, scraped logelher lhe eighly-five senls for my Senior hal, l feel lhe momenl has come lo bid a fond lwo no lrump-I mean a fond farewell lo yew, my leechers wilh hopes lhal olhers, may survive as l have and live lo lell lheir slory for proslerily. Yours T 09lY- Donna Davis I-6

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sang 'the Alma Mater. lt was a big night, but the best was yet 'to come .... This is where it all ends--here, on the huge. 'trim Brooklyn College field, at the close of June. Ends-end begins. 'too .... lt all led to this, four years of high school -of dreaming. planning, studying. sharing, and having a wonderful time. lt brought us here. where standing tall and erect in our blue or white-we listen to the speeches -congratulating, advising, hoping-to the presentations and awards. We know the valedictorian isspealring for all of us when he addresses 'the overtlowing stands: we, straining 'to glimpse Dad and Mom ishe must be sniffling by nowi. Then, suddenly. 'the bend breaks into a steady march: i't's all over and we crazily wish for one pain- raclned moment that it were iust beginning, that time could be pushed back for four years. But that doesn't last very long. After all, this is the beginning. We're going on now. fortified with a wealth of knowledge, experience. and memories-ready for the future. . v GOOD LUCK, '49ers . . . DON'T ,FORGET TOO SOONI Q Joan Leftow and Harriet Rosen I5 it

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5 . + Arf Squad Mimeo Squad Dramaiic Club S. S. Forum Tech. Squad Phofo Club