Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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But it was hot, Depressingly hotg I an H It was of no use to dream. 5 if v ,gf z iw: t-tj 'gif The sun bore down on them, Q, yr. V - . A 4 I A5 - - ' 'A . mm ' ' 'f ' . 5, , A And there was no relief from lt A at 5 -1 t r , 'W'fP t? ,A V .5 f t lynn! , - H' Except in the stuffy houses. M f film ' N f , ll A f' f : . . - PM ' 'f4-4-M' The MLN thundered by. f':fifg?,, ff ,J it ' ' - ' Mt. .-'MH' . 'ky , It A small boy screamed u-.1 A V R Aw 1 - 'Wi t , l i n M, .I 5 xt.. ,IN Q X: As a truck barely missed crushing hlm under the wheels. 1 H35 Sun .... E gli n ' - . ,, ,' q figim' And still more sun, :F f a S5 p J Q 5 - E ' N .' Y 7 ,f , 1 Until you thought you'd die of the heatg 31' 'fr How can a dream make shade, or a breeze? pf ' . , They sat there until the sun had gone down, And the city was quiet- For a city. The tinny, wistful notes of the hurdy-gurdy Announced the approach of the organ-grinderg He turned on and on, and the wistful notes became light and And even more tinny. They were no longer on the steps, But at a party at a large country estate, Far away .... They stood up and danced. b EM' A 7 'E' S .s I I .: 4 ' I ,'- A , E 53. T '12 1!'9K'l0fFl 5353 Gene McPherson, January ,39 Page 27

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Cjity Cdeeat It was hot in the city, Blistering hot. They sat on the steps and talked and dreamed. He wanted to feel the cool, lazy water Close in over his head, and stay there Until he had to come up for air, .And then go under again, flr else -- - He would like to lean against a big tree, Dangle his feet in the water, And fish. She wanted to be on top of a high mountain. She'd never seen a mountain, And couldn't exactly understand How a person would go about climbing one, But from what she had heard, There was always a fine, refreshing breeze, And you could see miles around you In every direction Without any dirty buildings to interrupt the sky. Yes, she knew she would love a mountain. She would even be satisfied with a small one, But, of course, sheld prefer the highest one there was Because then you could see more. Page 26

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The Bench in N ovember Each Wave above the others rose And crashed against the sandy shoreg And 11ow and then a sea gulll ery Was heard above the oeearfs roar. The beach was dreary and alone, And from the sky of gloom and gray The sun came out, but eoldly shone That bleak November day. Jerry Fuchs, June '42 A :digit SK