Walt Whitman Junior High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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UTACKLEH..Tempera.,Jud1th Rivkin It was the most exciting game I had ever witnessed. The score was 24-20 with two minutes left to play The Vikings were 70 yards away from the Dallas goal line. The foot ball championship of the world was at stake. The Viking quarterback, Lee Grosscup, was the man of the hour. It was on him Minneapolis rested its championship hopes. On the first play from scrim- mage, Grosscup hit his right end for twelve yards. The next play was a quarterback sneak, good for six yards. There was one minuteleft 46 'I'H.E-PROFESSIONAL F0-CLITBALL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME in the game now. On afourth and'one situation Grosscup threw a hook pass to his left end for six- teen yards. On the next play Larry Krutko went straight up the middle to the Dallas thirteen yard line. A time-out was called. Grosscup threw two short passes which advanced the ball to the Dallas one yard line. Time out with seven seconds left to play! Time for one more play! Grosscup called the signal of the most important game of his life. He tried a quart- erback sneak into a pile of players -------He was stopped just short of the goal line. Dallas won. Brian Siegel

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wHBN '1'H.E-LWHLEELIS 'TURNED UHo1lywood, here I comein I shouted. My friend Carol looked at me as if I were crazy. n0h, it's wonderful! just wonderful! Imagine, I'm going to spend my summer with my uncle in Hollywood, California,N I continued. nOh, you're so 1ucky,N cried Carol. Carol and my other friends, Ginger, Alice, and Stacy were to stay at home as usual during the summer. Even though I'd be gone for only four weeks, I cou1dn't help bragging about the wonderful time I'd be having. For days I talked about the movie stars I'd probably meet and the autographs I'd get. Within the few days all my about my plans, UI go,H exclaimed Alice me on the street. friends knew wish I could when she met While the boring days ahead when school was over, I busied myself thinking of what I would wear on my trip south. girls thought of the ULet me see now. I'll need my good I dress, shorts, slacks, b1ouses...' I put everything down on a list. The whole month of June I thought of nothing else but Hollywood! The day before we were to leave, my uncle telephoned to say he was called away on unexpected business. UI'm sorry, dear, but we'll have to make it some other time.U I was f1abbergasted.nWhat would I tell my friends?U HThat you will be with them this summer,N my uncle replied The next day at school I found that my friends had news for me too Carol was going to camp, Ginger to her cousin's,and Stacy and Alice to Florida, Fx sex -2wkL?lQ.!-- eg if . X Viv I, X J, Q f Q 4 , ' ' r If ' I 'IA l ' 1 'Q N 01' -Sq X K' 6 iig ii uv , 4 I .QF ' hr f? XNEEEIEQ ,J C X V 5 - fri? x X XX 4f'- 1' x'x I f f 'WET 7 X - f .ei S X . I f A My k fry j I H!! 'fl H' I V 'J ,- 2 W 1 ,D X 1 f'7's 15,' 1 Aeqg, fi' ' 'QM f Rf' f- 'My' ws kit Afff' .pf r 'iw X fl lf ff.-N wk ' Qin 4 Ziigx 'xl x N f 'Ein xc. XX Wig , ,rm ,. - ' , x X Y X NIsn't it wonderful that we're all going places this summer?n remarked Alice. ,nYes,H I said feebly. It wasn't easy telling them the truth. Joan Bdzant

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THE DAY THAT I PLAYED HERQINE It was a warm and sultry day and the cool water of the swimming pool was perfect for lazy relaxa- tion. If anybody offered me a pen- ny for my thoughts, he would have been cheated as I had absolutely nothing on my mind except a strong determination to do nothing. Suddenly, the pleasant sound of laughter and pleasure was broken by a terrifying shriek which I will never forget. It was my best friend Ellen, who had ventured out too far and was drowning. Her pitiful screaming was a challenge. It seemed to put superhuman speed into my arms and legs. As I swam to her side, horrors of horrors, I dis- covered my poor drowning friend Ellen, had become desperate like a maniac. In the excitement to sur- vive, she grabbed my hair clawed my face, and actually stifled my breath. The last thing that I re- membered was being held under water. When I came to, I was on the patio. The lifeguard was giving me artificial respiration. Ellen, I was soon told, had somehow worked her way to safety. I,quite unexpec- tedly, turned out to be the rescued one instead of the rescuerl Linda Cantor 47