Theodore Roosevelt High School - Saga Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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WEISS, HERMAN WEISS, SELMA S WIENER, EVELYN WILD, ROBERT WILLIMETZ, HEDWIG A. Bronze Service Ping Class Bronze Service Pin Rep.-2 Terms - Y WILSON. JOHN WILSON, NANCY A. WISHNOFF, MARTIN WISOTSKY, LEONARD WOLLMANI SYLVIA Bronze Scholarship Pin Bronze Service Ping Bronze Bronze Service Ping Boys BFOHIB Service PINS CINGYIHS Scholarship Ping Senior Edi- Moior R Squad and Defense Clubg 'rorial Sfcff and Ways and Guidance Group Means Cornmifiee WONDRASCH, MARY woopwopm-i, FLORENCE YArci-ne, aermuce YOCKELSON, MIRIAM YouNGsoN, MARY Senior Arising Bronze Service Bfonl' SBYVICU Plfll NOWMII1 Ping School Play Whaf A Club: l00 Word Piiman Pin Lifel 72

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VECCHIARELLOQ BRIDGET B. VEISSY. SELIA VELEZ. ELSIE VERINSKY. THEODORE R. V'D0CK'-ER. GERTRUDE T. I1-align Club Boys Circle R5 Boys Minor R vloGlANo, FLORENCE VIZZINI. FILIPPA WALDMAN. JEANNE . V, AWANGER, HARRIET G. WAXLER, HILDA '00 WC-Wd Piffflfln Pin 'Silver Service Ping Ecoisf Club-Pres.: Sfafesmnn Club: Senior Saga: Senior Saga- Subscripiion, Ways and Means Commifiees WEIGAND, THEODORE WEINBAUM, JOSEPH H. WEINBERG, MIRIAM WEINER, CLAIRE WEINER, ROSE Garrick and Press Club: Bronze Service Pin Bronze Sql-vice Pin l00 Ward Pifrnan Pin Senior Saga Ediforial Staff- Edifor-in-Chiefg School Play Wharf A Life! i 7I

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J- YURKEVITCH, NADIA ZAMPARELLI, VICTOR ZAREMBY. WILLIAM ZIZZO' SARAH Sfafesman Club THE ENCOURAGEMENT OF SPRING Though Through This world oT sTriTe we live, NoT knowing whaT The morrow mighT give, God's giTTs, we hope, are cerTain To sTay, To brighTen up This world so gray, For, Through all grief and iTs greaT sTing, Comes The encouragemenT of Spring. While bombs may Tall, And War may call, Though TorTunes may crumble, And greaT mansions Tumble, Though all This sadness may conTinue To burn, One Thing is cerTain-Spring will reTurn. The world will noT sTop Turning, Though men may sTop learning. T H E T O W N Oh The cool green wood where we used To sTray, Where The Bluebirds TwiTTered The livelong day, Where The hooT of The owl To our hearTs broughT a Thrill All ThaT is gone, and The sounds are sTill. Where we walked Through a paTh ThaT was all our own, Where The bee could be heard wiTh incessanT drone, Where -we picked The wild Rose and The Daffodil: All ThaT is gone, and The sounds are sTill. Never again may we roam TogeTher Through paThs oT Clover, and cool green HeaTher For The sounds are sTill, and The Trees chopped down They desTroyed iT all iusT To-build-a-Town. Gloria Fisher Many lives may be Taken, Q X And all hope be Torsaken, fs 6 'BuT, Through iT all, hope and cheer will ring, - l H ,.., For. as always, will come The season oT Spring. E 'TN 4' ', J? T 1 M ' .,.ul, ,HH x ' 'Q '71, .4 eca anno ,QQ fflwif 0165 1 N E v I T A B L E s P R I N G ' X Shells and bombs may shriek and Tall A YeT, sTill we shall hear The robin's call IL,1:fig-,f553lf'?f f5:'f':fi' And see The Tlash oT The blue-iay's wing, 'Z' ' Bringing again our lovely Bronx Spring- P- I Men will Think' and ploT and scheme, w . YeT Tlowers will bloom and warm sun beam' I.: ' While soldiers' moThers weep and cry N '1-1 's l SoTT clouds will T'loaT in a clear sky. jx While our Toes TighT on-on To Their doom J ',,, X Our sTreeT cleaner will shove his ugly broom, L QS' pi In lswsbl And Triencl will greeT Triendg and children sing, Q TZ No maTTer whaT happens, we sTill have Spring. be Edward Morris 73