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

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LL-, 1 GREETINGS FROM CLASS 7-6 AND MISS LEFF MARY-ANN MATHIAS: She'S like H fruitcake, and very nutty. IRIS OSTROW: Never unprepared: easy to get along with. DOREEN SCHADER: Like pudding, My-T-Fine. LINDA SCHRAM: Sugar and spice, quiet and nice. AILEEN SCHNEIDER: Rather tall and a friend to all. I CYD SCHWAB: Like a bank account, draws attention. MARIAN SPITZ: Generally speaking, ' she's generally speaking. BEVERLY WEINFELD: Like pepsi- cola, hits the spot. SHERYL YUNI: To all who don't know her, I want to say that she's swell. FRED GROSS: If talking was elec- tricity, Fred would be a power house. MORRIS HILL: Morris Hill is like a top: he works and studies and always stops. JERRY ZANDMAN: Jerry is like a vitamin pill: he's all mixed up. LARRY GOLDFARB: A multiplication, division, fraction, commission man in one! trades! RONALD MAGGIN: I disagree! HAROLD RAINES: make up his own universe and his vocabulary enables him to make up a language more diffi- cult than Latin. TONY GONZALEZ: A Spanish pupil whose average only adds up to 99 999f1000'Zv. HOWARD'SCHECHTMAN: A true member of the class: majors in smart- ness: minors in trouble. A math of all Professer Einstein Has the brains to THERESA FENIMORE: Homework, schoolwork: what a waste: dancing and music are more to her taste. JUDITH GROSSMAN: Sugar, spice, and everything nice. CHERYL KATZ: Good at heart and fine in art. DIANNE LOCKE: Sweet and friendly, fair and short: an intelligent girl and a real good sport. PATRICIA MARTIN: A quiet girl with all the brains. PAUL MILLER: Besides a few mil- lion bad things he does Crather a few billionD,he is considered an educated adolescent. LLOYD BEDELL! A boy who has come a long, long way. RONALD WELSH: A little angel who always seems to be getting into trouble. MISS LEFF: If you haven't met the finest teacher, meet Miss Leff. FRED BURKS: Preddy's like a tea- bag: always in hot water. SHELDON HABER: Sheldon's a nice guy: it seems he'll make good: wait and see. BARRY TORNICK: You haven't heard a good trumpeter unless you've hear Barry. IRWIN MALA-MENTr Looks quiet, but so does TNT. ALLEN KRANIS: When he was class President, he was an angel: but now????????? ALBERT SPEAKER: Teacher's Pefsbt. ARTHUR DAWSON: Can't find a line for a fellow so fine. ZACHARY COHEN: A kid who looks quiet. but we know petter?? DENNIS GUGLIELMETTI: like choco- late pudding: My-T-Fine. MARK ROGERS: In Class he'5 smart, quiet and pure: outside class we're not so sure. 130

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GREETINGS FROM MRS. ZELMAN AND CLASS 7-4 GLENN COWEN: A good boy when the teacher is looking. ELANA AUERABACK: If silence were golden, Elana would be rich. SARA LEE RIZAKA: Her handwriting is so neat, it's a pleasure to copy her homework. TERRI FOX: If all the boys were across the sea, what a good swimmer Terri would be. JUDY HOFFMAN: A sweet girl with poise and charm. ' BARBARA PELLIGRINO: Like choco- late pudding, My-T-Fine. BETTY GOFF: Pretty as a picture, but, oh,what a frame. SUSAN PEARLMAN: Like a train: chew, chew, chew. LINDA HELLER: Give me Kildare or give me death. CYNTHIA KRASNE: When Cynthia was young she went for toys, but now that she's grown she goes for boys. HILDA BERGENBAUM: It's sometimes thought and sometimes said that under all that hair there may be a head. JANET KRAHAM: Nice,pretty,and sweet, a girl that can't be beat. HELENE MATERESKY: What a wonder- ful world this would be if all the girls were as cute as she. THOMAS ROUTREE: Rain, hail, sleet, or snow,Thomas' mouth is on the go. ROLAND KLINK: He can be an an- gel, he can be a saint, he can be quiet, but that he ain't. EDWARD BARKEN: Edward'S favorite word in English is HHuhH. JAN LOTTO: Why don't you get your own personal stamp for the section sheet? JEFFREY LABOW: A good math stu- dent: always studying fig- ures. HERMAN KINARD: If generosity were the mother of invention, Herman would be in the Hall of Fame. NEIL GULLER: A wonder boy-- people stop, look,and wonder. YVONNE GAUTIER: Ten little fin- gers, ten little toes, one little mouth, but oh, how it goes. LENNY FISHER: When a girl passes by, you'll know where this boy has his eye. SHERYL LIPPMAN: Give her a pen- cil and paper to startg she'll surely come up with a piece of art. . CAROL GROSS: If laughing and giggles could keep one alive, Carol would live to lO5. 129

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,,.. W-, REED and COMPANY Medals, etc. Diploma Cases Autograph Albums Graduation Jewelry I5 West 38th Street New York l8, N.Y. Pennsylvania 6-6965 l I CLASS 7-7 AND MRS. BAKER SEND GREETINGS TO THE KATHY KOEUNDERMAN: Pretty little angel eyes! KAREN GRASSO: HBasketba11 any- one?H ROBIN BEEBER: HWhat ever happen- ed to Robinfs eyes?H HOWARD AZROLAN: HTrave1ing Man.H JEFFREY BERNSTEIN: UBig boys can't cry.H ROBERT CHIN: nHappy Jack.U CRAIE DORIGHERTY: NSmal1 World.n ROBERT EDWARB: nHe's 3 Rebe1.H RALPH LICH: nStanding on the Corner.H STEPHEN RABINOWITZ: HA thousand c1owns.H MARK RUBINSKY: HSOund of Musicn. GEORGE RATAFFIA: 'Blame it on the Bossa Nova.N FRANK RITACCO: HDream, Dream, Dream.H BARRY REICH: nwhat Kind of Fool Am I?n BRUCE REITMAN: nMy heart be- longs to Daddy.H CHARLES O'DONNEL: Hmaking Whoopee.H STEVEN SPITZER: HGo away, Little Girl.H MICHAEL SELIGMAN: HHappy Go Lucky Me.H BRUCE LEVY: nDon't Leave without Levy'sH. PIONEER BARBARA ROTHMAN: Like a tea bag, always in hot water! JUDY SHAPIRO: Our own chef. MICHELE DRISSCOLL: Books get sympathy from Michele. LORRAINE DI VETALE: Like a loco- motive--chew, chew, chew. EDDA SANCHEZ: Looks quiet but so does dynamite. GINNIE TRACHTENBERG: A stream- lined figure and a jet-pro- pelled tongue. DOREEN BITTENS: Sneakers, hair clips, and allg watch out Doreen! Here comes Miss Wall! SHIRLEY GRAY: My-T-Fine. BONNIE SEIGEL: Short, brown hair, always fair. LINDA STEIN: A nice picture, but oh, what a frame! Could be an angel, WENDY GLUCK: could be a saint, could be quiet, but that she ain't. Like a fruit cake, SHARON RIFF: sweet and nutty. BARBARA COPELAND: Barbara, Barbara is our girl, she looks at the boys so they start to swirl. CLAIRE WINUCK: HThe Math Dancenn NANCY SANDS: The Red Bombshell! 131 ' -A