Thomas Jefferson High School - Aurora Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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OUR MR. SAMUEL LEVINE Aafrrzirzistmtive fhsismizt MRS. MADELINE B. QUIN Dean of Cirls Nl R. SAYVVELL MU LDORF Dunn of Boys MRS. SZXDIE K. NEXVNAN In clmrgv Ililzsffulv Hrznux N

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ff tl, -Q ,1 2 DEDIGATED 5 -'le-I' fo ,,3 . JANETH M. ALLENSON X . Dear Graduates: Your years at Iefferson are over and you are going out into the world of business, of science and the arts. Yve, your teachers, hope that our guidance through the past terms will be of value to you. With your parents, we of the faculty share your hopes and dreams. Our heart-felt good wishes go forth with you in your trials and in the inany successes which await you. It we have given you an understanding of the world about you, if we have caused you to ltnow that there is happiness for you in the help you giyc to others, then we shall feel well rewarded. ln the years to come may you achieve your most cherished dreams in the happier world that you will he helping to huild. Thanlt you for the great honor that you hestowed upon me in dedicating this Aurora to me. l hope that l can count on each ol' you to regard me always as your liriend. Sincerely, limurii lXl. bXLi.i5NsoN

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ELEMENTS There were four years. They contained laughter, tears, exultation and despair. At first they stood apart, but now they stand together without form or end. In the beginning there were just the ele- ments-a flight of steps, an auditorium, a build- ing, a blackboard and some teachers. Then the sounds were added to the confusion-the sounds and silences of Jefferson. The blaring voice on the microphone, the sharp bang of a foot kicking a locker shut, the click of a falling piece of chalk, the shuiiling of feet up a Down staircase. Then the odors stood out: the pungent smell of the daily hot plates, of wet galoshes and the smell of sweated bodies in the gym. Then Jefferson began to mean taste and the sense of touch. We experienced the touch of the extremely cold door when we came late. We discovered the irresistible Havor of Mexican steak. All these sounds, tastes, touches and smells combined, are jefferson. At first we were kidded and teased but we could never hide the fact that we were anxious to become juniors in a hurry. We approached the senior year and we hurried even more. Have to get service credit and study for college entrance exams. The last year. Suddenly the last year was stranded and lonely as all last things are. We were not in a hurry to get it over with now. Lets start the game over. lt's too early to go home. The four years are now a medley of laughter, tears and shouting. Their dates do not matter .... ln the end there were the elements fused-ti Hight of stairs, a building, a blackboard, the teachers and Ll spirit. And we look back upon it, and it was very good. LEoN SILVER 8