Stuyvesant High School - Indicator Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Dear Graduates: The class of ’87 leaves a record of extraordinary achievement be- hind. Each of you has been a part of an historic series of events which reflect your talents, your character and your heart. Needless to say, the number of academic awards won by the members of this class is as remarkable as ever. The sports teams have more than held their own and during your years here our Wrestling Teams, Swim- ming Teams and Fencing Teams have won City Championships. Our Football Teams, Bowling Teams, and Soccer Teams won many Divi- sional Championships. Our school placed more students in the All City Orchestra and the All City Band than did virtually any other school in the city. Our Debate Team and our Math Teams have won City, State, and National honors. However, not many people know of the service rendered the people of our city by Stuyvesant students. Our Arista tutored students in neighborhood schools and the Stu- dent Union helped feed the elderly on Thanksgiving Day. Clothing drives and food drives were mounted to help the homeless. Students served as volunteers in hospitals, shelters, homes for the aged and in children’s centers. The class of ’87 gave of themselves willingly and with much spirit. These demonstrations of caring, of love, of conscience, arc the special hallmarks of this class. I hose who gave did not follow some prescriptions or a recipe one might find in an enchiridion for col- lege admission. I hey gave of themselves because it is their nature. What each of you has done during your years at Stuyvesant will echo through the years. The theme of this yearbook is “reflections”. When I think of all you have done, I think of the infinite reflections seen in a pair of parallel mirrors. The images formed stretch on and on to infinity and so do the accomplishments of this class. The sounds of your voices reflecting off the walls echo on forever. All of us who have had the privilege of knowing you will remember you always. The spirit of camarade- rie, friendship and love which characterizes this class will linger in our memory as well. As you leave Stuyvesant, we wish each of you the most productive and fulfilling future. You have done well here and we know you will continue to do so as you move ahead through life. We hope you will remember your years here with much joy and that you will come back often to share your life with us. We shall miss you but we are comforted in knowing what you have done in the past and how much more you will accomplish in the years ahead. Sincerely, PRINCIPAL Abraham Baumel Abraham Baumel Principal

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Principal 24 Assistant Principals 25 Administration 26-27 Biology 28-29 English 80-38 Foreign Language 84-35 History 36-39 Industrial Arts 40-41 Mathematics 42-45 Music and Fine Arts 46 Physical Education 47-48 Physical Sciences 49-53 Staff 54-55 23

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REFLECTIONS One person looks into a pond and sees reflections; a science student remembers ripple tanks and the spec- trum. One person looks into a mirror and sees reflections; a science student remembers angle of incidence equals an- gle of reflection. I look at the members of this senior class and reflect on the physical, social, and intellectual changes that have occurred . . . I remember when you came to take the entrance ex- ams. I remember when you came into my chem class and into my office to work — what small, quiet, eager people you were. Today you are taller than I am. You are mature, knowl- edgeable and voluble. You have social grace. You are not afraid to show your wit, your intelligence and your in- volvement. Then I reflect upon the fact that you are embarking on your next beginning — when you again begin to wonder and worry about your ability — but I have no worry about you — I have seen you succeed and know that you will again. When you reflect on it — you also know that you will do well. Murray Kahn Assistant Principal I awoke from a fitful sleep to a cold and dreary Febru- ary morning, the year 1947. Those familiar “butterflies” had been busy all night, a relentless reminder that I was soon to embark on an odyssey to a school far from home. The journey, which would take a little less than an hour and a half by trolley, subway, and foot, made for a particularly long day, given the odd class scheduling which did not provide me with a lunch period. School was divided into two sessions. My first class began at 12:49 PM. and my last ended at .5:20 P.M. As I walked to the trolley, I raised the collar of my pea coat to shield my face from the wind. The thought of eating dinner at 7:00 PM. elicited an impolite grumble from my stomach. I arrived at school unscathed, only to face an even greater trail: To write an essay of “EXACTLY” 100 words. A single word, more or less, would result in a grade of “0”. Could all this be worth it? After two weeks, I answered in the negative, and with mixed feelings, transferred from Stuyvesant to my local high school. Ev- ery so often I think back to those days, and wonder how my life would have been different had I remained. The graduates of the class of 1987 are fortunate. You will not have had to wonder, “What if . . . ?” Each and every day, you will have the opportunity to experience what it means to have been a Stuyvesant graduate. Best wishes for a happy and healthy future. Harold M. Lehrman Assistant Principal ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL Harold Lehrman