Townsend Harris High School - Crimson Gold Yearbook (Flushing, NY)

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A SEAWORTHY VESSEL by Leonard SItomer The good ship, January 1938, has successfully completed its third voyage on the Harris Ocean. In reading the ship ' s log we find an interesting account of this journey. With great anticipation the boat set out on this perilous voyage, thought by nnany to be the most dangerous of the six which a vessel must complete in order to be graduated into the merchant marine. The ship was reinforced with a new set of officers consisting of Murray Bogatin as captain; Arthur Goldstein, first mate; Marvin Tol- koff, ship ' s scribe; Albert Coe as treasurer; and Leonard Sitomer as G.O. Representative. Also on board was Commodore Begg of His Directorship ' s Staff. These efficient officers wasted no time in chart- ing a course. At an early meeting they voted to give a refund of ten cents per member to the first English section reaching 100% ship membership. A membership card is priced at 25c and includes many benefits, such as the privilege of participating in all activities on ship- board and of visiting various ports which the council may decide upon. The particular pride of the ship ' s crew is the bulletin which is issued at intervals of three weeks to those sailors who have purchased a membership card. Commonly called the Courier, this periodical is used primarily as a means of giving information to the crew. The first issue contained nine pages and was hailed throughout the length and breadth of the Harris Ocean as one of the best ship ' s papers ever seen. In the athletic competition held between the crews of the dif- ferent vessels, the representatives of Lower B acquitted themselves nobly. The ship ' s officers are proud to announce that there is a sum of money safely stored away in the hold of the ship which has been accumulated by their thrift and which will be increased during each voyage. When the final trip is taken through U. A., this treasury will be used to defray some of the numerous expenses which will fall upon the crew at that time. C sf FORTY-SEVEN

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Dr. Begg Arthur Goldstein LOWER B OFFICERS Murray Bogafin Marvin ToUoff DR. WILLIAM ROY BEGG Albert Coe by Murray Boga+In There is not one Lower B who, when asked his opinion of Dr. Begg, would hesitate even for a second, before giving a reply similar to this — Dr. Begg? He ' s a swell fellow. And indeed that opinion is prevalent among all the Lower B ' s, over whom Dr. Begg presides as Faculty Adviser. They know he is one of the finest men on the faculty, one who is unselfishly helping to direct the affairs of the Lower B class, and one who willingly gives advice and aid to all of his charges. Upon passing the room in which he holds sway, and hearing him boom at his students, you might judge him to be a terror. However, upon entering the room, you immediately see that you are laboring under a misapprehension, for you encounter a tall, friendly man with a round, jovial face. His bright, blue eyes blend harmoniously with his light blond hair, thinning of late. Not a small man in any man ' s land, he carries his weight in a democratic fashion, which only adds to his charm. Is it, then, any wonder that the Class of January, 1938 is unanimous in its opinion that Dr. Begg is a swell fellow ? FORTY-SIX

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Presldenf Elias Schonberger and Dr. MacEwen THE UPPER C--A SELF-PORTRAIT by B ruce Low He still makes futile attempts to sell some unsuspecting Lower C an elevator pass or spot number. But now his mind is conjuring new pranks to play upon the lowly freshmen. The Lower C no longer buys the elevator passes because he usually walks up and down the stairs anyway. Spot numbers aren ' t worth buying because one usually gets the wrong number. He is now monarch of all he surveys, he is the high and mighty Upper C. Well does he realize that this is the end of his pranks and practical jokes and that next term he will have to work to stay where he is. So he becomes an epicurean for the day and eats, drinks milk, and has his fun while the time is ripe. He struts about with a decided air of supremacy. His face Is contorted in a curious expression as he thinks of how Upper C ' s used to rag him when he was a Lower C. But now his day is here and he makes the most of it. His pet peeves are the class assemblies, ai which he is rarely present. If he is present, though, he delights in booing and sneering at the comedians who make a vain attempt to amuse him. Yet, despite all his faults, he ' s only human — and an Upper C. CS Se FORTY-EIGHT