Our Lady of Mercy High School - Mercedes Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Havrng made up your mxnd 1ts not m your closet you glrde downstarrs Nope not wrth the bathrng surts erther You glrde up agarn and halt before the wrnter closet You dread openrng the door moth ball odors are so pleasantj but what must be done must be done The closet door sticks even rn the wmter and rn the summer acts as rf rron glue had been applred so you brace yourself for the struggle Plantrng both feet firmly on the floor rn a tug of war stance you grrp the door knob and pull No results Perspxra tron stands out on your forehead You twrst the knob 1n the other drrectron and pull again Such stubbornness DCC1d1Hg on another approach you mutter Open Sesame nonchalantly twrst the knob and hold your temper as the door remams unflrnchrngly closed Sammy your just on the verge of bemg fourteen brother whrstles nnto the room grasps the knob pressrng downward eases the door open and struts out agarn wrthout a word Sammy drd that' You cant fathom how a bothersome brother can Strll speechless you strck your head rnto the closet take one whrff of the strong odor of moth balls cooked by the heat and clutchmg your nose delrcately between thumb and forefmger draw your body rn after your head Two hands are much better than one so for about ten minutes you become better acquarnted wrth a muggy moth ball odor whrle you drg for the halter among mufflers mrttens snow pants scarves jackets lamp shades and charr covers And beneath several moth balls you find rt how It got there you ll never know' Holdlng lt gmgerly away from you you throw It over the lrne on the back porch to arr out Ten to three already but the sun s strll out You decrde to pm your harr up whrch consumes a few more mrnutes plus the trme spent rn huntrng for that red flower for your harr and just the rrght shade of lrpstrck to match the Hower I thought you sard you were gorng to take a sunbath dear I am Mother Be patrent I m gettrng ready You don the halter struggle rnto the shorts you thought you hadnt outgrown and begrn rubbrng cold cream on your back arms and legs QYou are unlrke other ratronal rndrvrduals you obstrnately prefer cream to sun tan lotron although youve 10 notrced more than once that the cream has never had any tannrng effects on your skrn Q Whxle applyrng the cream you have an oppor tumty to drsplay your gymnastrc abrlrtres rt s rather drfhcult to spread rt on your back wrthout lookmg lrke a Boy Scout knot Thrs procedure takes a few mrnutes Wrsps of harr fall from under the bobby prns and strck to the cream on your face You wonder whether rts worth rt but the thought of a smooth Florrda lrke tan grves you new strength Oh dear now where are your sun glasses' Hey Mom do you know where my sun glasses are? I know prpes up Sammy They re rn the left hand drawer rn the buffet I wore em yesterday You wore my sun glasses' Oh You drsregard the emrnent author s advrce and dash to the drawer retrnevrng the glasses from under a mess of bottle caps fSammy s hobbyj Q v If Sammy were a hunted crrmrnal the polrce your glasses They are st1ll rn one prece though You wash them off carefully resolvrng never to leave them lyrng about wrthrn reach of covetous hands agarn Xou grab the Indian blanket and two prllows from the studro couch pluck a magazme from the stand and march out trlumphantly to the back yard Ah at last' Hey Herbre look who s gonna take a sun bath fDer1s1ve laughter from the Mundoon boys the lrttle pests'j You carefully spread the blanket and cautrously lower yourself on rt so as not to rub off too much of the cream You plant a prllow under your chest and one under your chrn perch your glasses on your nose w1th your sun glasses over them and count up to ten about twenty trmes whrle the Mundoon boys who have been watchrng your actrons all along roar wrth laughter when both panrs of glasses slip off Settlrng the goggles again you Hop on your stom ach flrng open the magazrne and begrn to read The Mundoon boys eventually resume therr badmrnton game At first the sun hot on your back feels good you can just feel your body drawrng rn all those health gxvrng rays But gradually you feel like a potato-baked but definrtely Persprratron runs down your face onto the magazme rn lrttle drops , . . I , . . . I . , ' I ' ' 5 1 ' l . I , . ' 7 7 - , , .. ,,, - s .. . . - I 7 7 ' ' . . . ,, I ,, Q x ' 9 7 7 , ' . . , . be so useful-at trmes. would treasure highly the numerous fingerprints on , I . . . 1 3 7 5 . - ' 7 Q . , . y . 1 ' ' I 7 1 7 It , . , I ' , . n . - , : ' ' 3 7 , 7 ' - 7 7 7 9' . p , 1 I ' , I , . . . 7 9 9 ' ' ' 7 ' s , - , , .

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HAT a Sunday, you moan, listlessly wiping the perspiration from your face with another Kleenex from the box you have been carrying around with you. Mom, want me to do anything? you whisper up the stairs hoping the answer ll be no if that lady hears you at all And from the coolness of her room Mom s voice drifts down No dear not right now O K QAh'j You wander into the kitchen and glance at the clock just two Dad has switched the radio dial and the mellow voice of oseph Cotten on Ceiling Unlimited drifts into the roorn but even that does not cool you off In fact and you blush to admit it it raises your temperature a few degrees your nose straight against the screen door. Two flies are doing the same thing. A car door slams and Mr. Heptner, two doors down, calls out Say, Ma, did you put in the dill pickles? You can hear Mrs. Willis wailing 'Oh XVillie what did Mother tell you about getting your suit dirty' Shame on you' And Hector and Her bert Mundoon your next door pests become objects of your concern as they bounce around a badminton net You expect either one of them to keel over with sun stroke any minute Boy are they tan' you sigh Tan? Tan' Thats it' ust what you need Your mind s made up What would do you more good than a nice restful sunbath? X ou begin to dash to your room but remember ing something you read once in a book you glide Q A ball of yi e a girl Herlov and Herberz Pardon ur B1rd1e' EJPECZHZQ1 on az Sulrry Day ELAINE KOLESNIK 44 XVhy do August Sundays have to be so stickily hot you wonder not caring whether stickily is a word or not For it is one of those muggy days as the bee that almost stung you You wander about not knowing what to do with yourself If you sit down you stick to the oilcloth kitchen chair pads if you walk around you get hotter I m yust a molten mass of flesh and bones you Wal In desperation you yell Hey Mom uba can o Oh I dont know dear Why dont you go to a show or something? Go to a show' just the thought of it makes you think of being shut up in a vacuum and you sit down weak Restless you saunter to the back porch and press up QAccording to the eminent author of the book gliding in hot weather is a very wise procedure as the smooth motion does not entice the heat which Haxmg reached the head of the stairs you de cide that gliding is an art in itself especially if you re doing it to the tune of I Got Rhythm as played by the Ceiling Unlimited orchestra Mom where s my halter? You know the red one' I m gonna take a sunbath Why dear I dont know I think its in the clothes closet rn moth balls though it may be down in the cabinet with the bathing suits or maybe you put it away in one of your drawers Now let me think But you are already in your stove like fin other words hotj clothes closet pulling out drawers looking beneath dresses and even scanning the floor for your halter 9 S 1 Y 3 1 . .. an , s I l I 1 H s a 1 ' 1 l r 7 ,, . . , . . . , . - s x 9 ' ' 1 r . . . ' O C I I I , 7 . . ' . Y E . , , , . ,, . . ,, . 7 . . y . I . V . hot as a Harry james' ride on the trumpet and close is more prone to bother people who bob along.j . V. . , - 9 ' . . 7 A ' 5 Y 7 . , . l 1 s Q 1 ' I d ?,, . , 4 . . . , , . . . ' , . 7 Y , v 3 . , a ' V A I 1 . 7 Y '

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Oh well you say enusronmg a golden tan You wlnce Somethmg IS crawlmg up your foot X ou he stxll awhrle dec1d1ng to make sure Up your foot up your leg zrg zag zng zag you tvust sud denly 1n ant' Su er Ll of her relitlons you dlscern further 'Ire crawllng about the blanket borrowmg sun bath facllltxes from you You groan and tum oy er on your back The sun sklps under a cloud but you haye confldence rn rt I-Icy Glamour puss There s no more sun Thrs from helpful Hector I know Frankenstern you reply It ll be out rn a second You walt patxently It ll come out agarn you re assure yourself Ten mmutes pass No sun You count slowly up to 1 hundred Oh well mrght as enough trme to make up rts m1nd Before you can moxe plunk' The badminton brrdne falls square on your stomach W ut trll I get you I-Ierble and Hector' Ill stuff thls brrdre Ilglll down fpuffj your throats' X ou pmt as you ch rse the hllarlous Mundoon boys down the street An hour later all rs peaceful You hase cleaned up the backyard taken 1 refreslung bath spattered yourself mth a supposed to be coolxng cleansmg powder donned a hght house dress and are now snttxn rn the sh rded ln mg room The rrello has just played host to Andre Kostel anetz s yerslon of Summertrme you are wafted aw ay for an rnstant But only for an mstant The sun lS shxnmg glarmgly aga n and you feel luke the lrly mand of Astolat wrth your not too tan complexnon Armed wrth your box of Kleenex Hey Herbre and Hector' Need score keeper? Tomorrow J Me II hal 4 zzz Igzze to you that you wzll take ll h xl L 1711 ray to you to help to make More o the peryorz you ought to be Out o the one I now do ree' Surely our yfearf 112 Merry J blue Hay le t me Jomethzrzg I ran gzz e to yfou 'I et uhat exartlyr I do not hrzou Arid here I :nal ttf nearly tzme to go I muff remember though I mutt remember' 3 ou cannot leaze wzthout rome burnmg ember O a neu ideal that I har e le zrrzea' For u lll90llf thzf there ll be no honor earned To help you doun lz e J jagged uay H ou u zll not dare to ace God J judgment day But zz zzt lvou roultl l help but to re al That zt u af Mary who gave me all The lhoughtf that ought to help you be The hz ia' o a peryorz I ze wanted I0 :ee I ourzd them all around her lztlle Jhrme 'Ind eagerly Irlazmed them made them mme Th zt I Nllglll pau them to you 11,1791 Ihueu no other yezv lLfIlldL07I76c1g1!7Z T15 almoft tune or cap and gon 1 So here wfth pride I lay them Jon 1 l ou ll nd lr e ran but brmg That whfrh you haze .rowrz Your heart uzll rzez er ceaJe to mtg I you can lzre or God alone And aluayfx you can haue the thnzg 1 ou fan remember har mg krzoun Ros: Muus Nflsr 44 11 f ' ' V ' ' ' ' ll 'Vi' A Y , I f 1 1 l 1 r ' v ' 1 ' 7 , n , . , 'll L . 1 . Y A I L I I V I- A 5 t 1 L V I l 7 . I . . V e Y . V y X , . , ,' 1 7 g 9 , . . . . . 0 , . D ' ' ', ' 6 . . I n ' - u ' - an ' ' ' r 1 I . ' I 9 well go in, you decide. I've given that ball of fire you wander into the backyard. T . , . .r , . ..l.1.i.-..- I If r 'I ' ' i I ' Al 4 A . f y v y 1 ,, r 1. A jf - I ,- jr r' 4 ,- H 'T I ' , Y '- y r-,. A ' V 1 v 5.- ' , f ' ' f ' . ' ' 4 ', fo ' . ' . f V ' - ' ' ' I , , 2.- f Y . X 1 a fi - - . ,' ' y . I . ' v r Y- r r' f 1 ' ,A JC - f , jf , y l' I 4 A , ,