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

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, y ' i,. n-:J ill rn' N57- iii Even if the majority Have no time to enjoy the wonders of New York, To see our Lady at the shore or stand in her arms and look back, It's ,nice to have them at your fingertips, Even if the minority is too rich to care what happens to the rest, To laugh in the face of those who have hope as their only answer, You can always find the few who care. Even if the individual is thought to be weak, powerless, gullible, He must stand up to these forces, Bigotry knows no bounds, There is only color in the minds of clowns. lt's all here, So much, so close. Divert, change, Find a new path. It's all here. -Shannon Cain ODER FRIGID WINTERS, SCORCHING SUMMERS, HUSTLING PEOPLE, ZOOMING AUTOS, PROSTITUTES, PIMPS, PORNO, NOT BAD EOR A START. EAILING BUDGET, WELFARE CHEATS, SKYROCKETING UNEMPLOYMENT, BURNING STRUCTURE DRUGS, GAMBLING, CRIME. THIS IS NEW YORK. SO WE'VE GOT THE WIDEST CULTURAL CLIENTEL, SO WE'RE THE BIGGEST CITY IN THE WORLD, SO WE'VE GOT THE U.N., MISS LIBERTY, TWIN TOWERS. THEY'RE NOT INTERESTING. . WHO CARES ABOUT MUSEUMS? NOBODY GOES TO THE THEATRE ANYMORE. THE SHOPS, THE CLUBS, THE RESTAURANTS ARE IUST TOO BORING TO DISCUSS. THESE THINGS IUST DON'T RATE. IT'S DISASTER PEOPLE TH RIVE ON. A LITTLE ACTION TO OBTAIN THE WORLD'S EAR. NIXON WASN'T BORN IN NY, WAS HE? WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO KING KONG? -MIKE PASCULLO 7

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EW YORK IS . xX F1 i 'KL Q O I x ,f KX fr left A if fi I fs I-.L .J.s L ' f ,,.....-...U i .? ! Arzgy .--1... -..Q-Q st' ,, New York, my second love, You took me when I came to YOU, You opened your arms to foreigners, You showed us your beauty and your faults. There is so much excitement in you, So many things to see. New York, you are special Because there are so many Different people in you. Other cites have monuments, too, But you have people and their cultures. You take us all and welcome us. New York, you are my second home. i 1 ,Ha -Aurora Candamo , I if din 11.1 ' HISTORIC

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CONGESTED New York: the sights, the sounds, the real action: all the glitter and fantasy of your wildest imagina- tion: a place that never grows weary of its in- habitants. Always changing, always expanding. A place where you can lose yourself in a labyrinth of lights, noise, people, places. Come and be swept off your feet! -Karen Tavcar .L.t.+. ti i. ,'