Midwood High School - Epilog Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Three years ago The classes oT '54 sTarTed prepa- raTions Tor Their TirsT Sing?-AT our iniTial mieeTinig There were 7,345 girls and Two boys. These boys were obviously inTeresTed in singing. Our minds were Tilled wiTh glorious ThoughTs oT compeTiTion, Tame, and service crediT. Pauline Falcone Tmay God resT her weary larynxl was our chairman. BuT we soon ran inTo diTTiculTies. The ideas Tor The ploT wouldn'T maTerialize. We worked, concenTraTed, made burnT oTTerings, buT To no avail. We were in a sTew, so we leTT iT aT ThaT. We decided ThaT all The girls should wear shorT sl4irTs3 The reason Tor This was noT clear. We losT. The reason Tor +his NNAS liill. We wcwcigl wg I1 gve Tricia liel' rim' year. And we sure did. The opening scene was loreaThTaking. The enTire chorus was dressed in red and blaclc, and The Tlames were dancing over The baclcdrop. ATTer The Tire engines deparTed . . . NeverTheless, iT was quiTe a show. The climax came when our venerable old chairman, Pauline, sTormed on sTage and showed The devil iusT who wore The horns in This producTion. The Tinale annoyed one oT The genTleman in The iudging secTion, a chap wiTh an exTremely ruddy complexion and poinTed TeeTh. We losT by one voTe. And Then we were seniors. We sTarTed OTT on The wrong TooT by elecTing Alan Lapidus chairman QT Seritr Sing, Ape a preliminary ifmgqle Whkh Mai lroffr Beheriily vi, The Senior Term, we chose The UN. insTead oT iazz as our Theme. Then wiTh a prayer and Mrs. Tillis, we seT To worlc. Our winning sing iusTiTied all our eTTorTs. l doubT if any oT us who were in Sing will ever be able To TorgeT, Saul Lessler as The overly virile Russian, or l-lerb Morlcdolrf as The crazy mixed up UN, chairman or even The Lady in Red lTlannelsl Shelly Greenberg, To menTion iusT a Tew. The winning Senior Sing of l954 will be remem- bered a long, long Time in Midwood l-ligh School. Alan Lapidus . Y, ,. , ,Q :K

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i i I I I I I I I I I ll! 'uf' 4 lloday is SaTurday, The TwelTTh oT June. The TwelTTh? JusT a momenT, isn'T Today someThing special? Sure, Theres less Than a week Till RegenTs. LeT's see, The Bill ol RighTs, exempTion oT sTaTes Trom . . . Theres someThing else special abouT Today, I have a daTe TonighTl And where can I Take her, I haven'T a cenT, NaThan's cosT more Than I expecTed. We mighT waTch Television. She wouldn'T like ThaT Though. We did ThaT IasT week, and The week beTore ThaT . . . I could Take her To a parTy. Some- body's having a big blowouT TonighT. Who is iT now? Oh nol Midwoodll The Promllll Dad, I have a daTe TonighT, would you give me an advance on my allowance, say abouT TiTTy dollars or so? Dad, dad? IT's perTecTly legiTimaTe. WhaT do you say? Dad? DAD?? Maybe I could borrow your lux Tor This evening? WhaT do you mean il I lengThen The Trousers by seven inches They'II aT IeasT be long enough? Oh, I didn'T noTice. Uncle I-larry was abouT my size, and since he died, his lux has iusT been gaThering dusT. Maybe I . . . oh, he was buried in his Tux, wasn'T he. Now whaT am I going To do abouT one? Swell, I'll wear minel ll knew I had Tor- goTTen abouT someThingl. ll Think l'll geT a haircuT, aTTer all, I'II see my grade adviser larer, may God preserve Mrs. A. S. Cohn To IZO yearsl. , ililii Twelfth Night ' What You Will I-li Tony, how've you been, haven'T seen you in eighT or nine weeks. WhaT do you mean by 'BraidsI? lWise QUYI' ll sTiII have To geT her a corsagel. l'lello, Mr. Rose, whaT have you in The line oT Tlowers? NOT even Terns? Maybe you could scrape up a second hand orchid or Two? The besT you can do is, Two Gar- denias? I-IOW MUCI-l??? Oh, all righT. Could you have Them delivered? You Think l'm rnade oT money? Now, where To go aTTer The Prom? Should be inTeresT- ing To go To Bill MiIIer's Riviera. IT mighT iusT geT lonely up There, The Two oT us, alone . . . well, aTTer The Prom is Time enough To Tind a place. llfifonder iT I should shave? DeTiniTeIyI I-low would iT look To have a beard in The presence oT all rny Triends who don'T have To shave anyway. And while I'm here, I'II brush my TeeTh, make a good impression on her Tolksl. Good evening, is Ophelia ready? I have a Taxi waiT- ing on The . . . I beg your pardon? Oh, a ioke. Very good, guiTe Tunny. Would you Tell her I'm . . . are you serious? Oo 'way, I don'T believe you, I don'T, I don'T, I clonIT, ahahahahahahahahahahaha.'' Irving Karp I f Y , ,ff rg 'I I ,lklall II II llllrl lyygji ,ui I , III Tr I I y I IT f I II I I it i:!iI.i !'. I , Q1 , iugi I fs.:--