Passaic High School - Echo Yearbook (Passaic, NJ)

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William Fredrickson N l94O the Passaic High School tennis team experienced a most successful season, winning all eight conference games, and losing only to Barringer during the entire season. The net men started the season with a 3-2 win over Clif- ton, the l939 league champion. ln the only match engaged in outside the league, Passaic took its first and only beating at the hands of Barringer by the score of 4-l. The team then bounced back to wallop Central Paterson by 4-l and later beat Clifton again by 3-2. Then on May l6 the team clinched the league title by a 4-l victory over Eastside Paterson which, ac- cording to Co-Captain Melvin Taub, was the hardest fought game of the season. The netmen went on to beat Garfield 4-l, and from then on the only thing that stopped them was the weather, when they were rained out of succeeding games with East Orange and Bloomfield. Back into the swing of things again, the team ran over Central Paterson by a score of 4-l, and again defeated Garfield by 3-2. The season was ended with a smashing 4-l victory over Paterson Eastside. Because of ineligibility and graduation there remain only three of last year's men around whom Coach Woods can build a new team. The prospects are not very bright unless some new tennis stars have come into the school since last tennis season. LETTERMEN W, Fredrickson J. Hazonics F, Shagin M. Taub lll TENNIS

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ISAAC NEWTON PHELPS GOOD LOOK They would not let me teach In the school here, for I dared to ask why, and how, And whither we were going. I sleep in a pauper's grave, But richer I was than old Tom Rhodes, And that for asking why. O passer-by, hear me: The enquiring spirit knows Man's greater destiny. Who questions not Knows, as Life's only goal, A resting-place here on the hill Overlooking Spoon River. lWith Apologies to Edgar Lee Mastersl MILTON DAUBER EPITAPHS Here lie the bones of Milton Dauber His quiet tomb should have more stir. Ulysses Miller could run very fast But Father Time tagged him at last. Charlie Guerity died of excitement When he learned graduation was permanent. In splendid array lies Arthur Levy He got mashed at an Annapolis jubilee. Margery Huber in this corner is spread Her cello music just went to her head. In yonder spot with a puff in her hand Lies Viv Levine, fair one in this land. Ann Lynch was a kindly young nurse Who spoke to her charges all in verse. President Fiske at a ball he gave way Because of the rush of the women so gay. Pity the shades of William Sondey Take a good look while the scene is still fresh, while the life is still sweet in your mouth take a long look now, for the world moves and its pace is too swift for many backward glances. When in the future you may see this it will be snarled with memories and prejudices and old aromas- that glory and that freshness of the dream lost in the tangled web of living, the complications of the years. So take a good look, take what you can of loveliness before the visional purity vanishes in the turnover of time and the tempo of living on. PAUL SCHNEIDER He died in disgrace on a cloudy Monday. Under the branches of yon pine tree Lies Editor Nadler, we foresee. The final cheer of Emily Patoray Was A B C-yea, yea. The cause of the death of Sylvia Yasbin Was the constant fear of being a hasbeen. The very sad fate of Genevieve Yelliri The fortunes of sophomores she was foretellin' When Heavyweight Shagin arrived in a huff And knocked them all out-don't be so tough. Here are the pieces of David Fick Who died in a battle politic. One day Marie Russo went up to a high note And all that is left of her is this anecdote. June Rachles was an upright citizen Her very last words were, to quote, Ah-men I