New Utrecht High School - Comet Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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TES Mr. Leonard has been in print so often lately that he hast1't found time to read all the articles. wt . Generally speaking, school is a tough racket: If you answer questions briefly in history, you don't know your stuff, If you say a great deal, the teacher thinks you are bluffing. If you go to class, you are annoyed for a period, if you cut, you are suspended. Eunice Kowalsky knows a boy who has the largest tonsils in the United States. Imagine the embarrassment of the vac- uum cleaner salesman who once asked the President's wife if she had a little Hoover in her home. You won't be so smart now, said father to Willie as he put away the strap. In a bio. class: Ambitious Octopus to his gal: Let me put my arms around you, sweetheart. The Pilgrim fathers gave thanks for a dry land and now they have it. fOh Yeahlj Stop! John! Stop! you're crushing me! Stop! What do you think youlre doing, writing a telegram PH One: Hear about the gal in the cotton stockings? Two: No, what happened to her? One: Nothing. Julius Gottlieb tells us how we won the Soccer Championship. I saw time was getting short and there was no use in playing any more in the snow so I picked up the ball and began an end run which demoralized the entire Morris team. As one of the opposing players was about to tackle me, I shot the ball at the basket on the outdoor basketball court. The ball bounced on the rim and one of the Morris players caught it and immediately threw it up the ice where I interecepted it with the hockey stick I was carrying in my pocket and batted the ball far over the out- Iielder's head. I, being a bright young man, raced to where the ball was to land and on the fifteen yard line I attempted a drop kick that fell short into the goal, thus giv- ing New Utrecht its first Soccer Champion- ship. Irene Tautitz, pretty typist, Really made a hit With her new boss, Dave A. Meyer. But she had to quit When he noticed on each letter She had signed DAM:IT After studying physics, we have come to the following conclusions : Wind is air in a hurry. Vapor is patched water. A circle is a line which meets its other end without ending. Young man,', said the angry Mr. Fine, as he grabbed the senior by the collar, I believe Satan himself has got hold of you! ! Said the Senior: Yes, I believe he has. She blushed in surprise, although she had expected this, she could not stifle an excla- mation. Her friends had warned her that it would come to thisg but she had not thought his feelings were so intense. Oh! the shame and consternation that were hers! For she was a mere child, and he was a high and mighty. He was the Principal and Twenty-three

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dtbe Qtumer had the support of the student body. So, when Thanksgiving Day arrived, the team that faced Boys High was thoroughly broken in spirit, besides being bruised in body. Despite Roskin's touchdown, and the playing of Conte, Cerevalo, Segal and Rag- gazino, Utrecht was overwhelmingly defeat- ed 32-7. With the close of a football season, var- ious all teams are always picked, and 1931 was no exception. Phil Raggazino, joe Ceravalo and Marcus Segal of the Utrecht eleven were honored by all-Brooklyn rating. HEREWITH is the lineup of the 1931 edition of the Utrecht football season. Ends: Dan Lesselbaum and Danny Del Vec- chio, two of the finest all-around ends play- ing football in high school today. Tackles: Red Mangiamelli, Cassaza and Cheriak. who have been keystones in the powerful Green line. Guards: Phil Raggazino and Mug Migliachio. Phil was the unanimous choice of the sports writers as the outstand- ing guard in Brooklyn scholastic football cycles, need more be said? Stalwart Migli- achio was an impenetrable barrier to all who face him. The work of Phil and Mig rivals that of the Damon and Pythias pair of two seasons past, Gewant and Simnowitz. Centre: Marcus Segal, generally considered the best center on the New York football horizon this year. Segal could kick, charge, hold and do a dozen other things that are required of star linesmen. The backfield consists of Ben Roskin, the nearest thing to Albie Booth to ever cross the portals of New Ut- recht, Conte, the most spectacular and most dangerous ball toter and kicker we have seen in action this season. Joe Ceravalo, plunger, passer, leader extraordinaryg Cris- afulli, a steady, dependable back that any coach would thank the heavens for, and last but not least, Hy Picker, the life of the team. Every eleven needs a spark plug, and Ut- recht's carried the label Picker . Picker is a triple threat man, besides being a fine fel- low on the field and off. mffsqjfvd fl ve-'limb 'SDK ,N 5615? 6351+ ,Qu 4 W Twenly Iv gzjfivf ,Sheff :lyqgi i f '53 if,

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dtbe Gomer p he had popped the question, When can I see your mother ? I kissed her only once last night because -nobody interrupted us. Undertaker's song: I'1l be glad when you're dead, You rascal, you. Charlie, the Cynic says: A man who's been lucky in love is a bachelor. MORNING BECOMES EVENING QA Biology in Three Sactsj Scene one and three quarters: The front of the Sact mansion in the outskirts of some woman. The morning sun is just dying in the west. The apples are ripe. A man is smoking a cigarette-somewhere else. Sic: War is hell! Sac: Then I'm not going to war! End of Act One: curtain rings down midst tremendous, fervent, magnificent, wonderful, great applause. Scene Four and Five: Outskirts of the Sact Mansion: It's another female, this time. Same time, same place, same characters. The sun is dead. Sac: Oy! Sic: Oy! Curtain: Silence in the theatre. They are overwhelmed and cannot clap. Scene nine and twenty: The inside of a pickle barrel. The sun has risen, night has gone tout for a drinkj. The characters are three pickles. One: I am wet. Two: You are wet. Three: -11 End of play: Theatre empties. In fact, it has been empty all the time. Twenty-four Dr. L.: Why were you absent yesterday? Milty Tenenbaum: My grandmother died. Dr. L.: What? This is the third time she has died this term! M.T.: Yes sir: but my granfather was a Mormon. Mailman: ls this package for you? the name is obliterated. Bertha: No, the package can't be for me, my name's Rubman. A wise old owl lived in an oak, The more he heard, the less he spoke. The less he spoke the more heard, How few are the students who imitate this bird. Our science department states in cases of bloody noses it is not advisable to prevent the flow of blood by a tourniquet around the neck. Mr. Inman recently returned a plate of spinach to a restaurant because he declared the spinach was lacking one of its vitamins. Many people have drawn out ways of saying the same thing. Betty Epstein says, The green grass grows all around. Joe Greenspan says, The green foliage contin- ues to vegitate in the vicinity. Betty Epstein: Did you ever take chloro- form? Leo Genzeloff: No, who teaches it? Mr. Rosenzweig: Why weren't you at re- hearsals yesterday, Adler. Sid Adler: Because I wasn't there. Ben Kline: Well, I guess I'1l go into the study and study. Ben Katz: That's a good idea. I'm sleepy too.