Yonkers High School 1970 Yearbook (Yonkers, NY)

imply

nt dutifully off to chool v ry morning to rv our tim . But

upon looking back, th r ar certain thing that tick in on ' mind, and

qualify for con id ration a " p cial v nt ." Th r w re thing of impor–

tance going on all around us in those three years. The Great Society was

running into difficulti . In Pari , th y argu d about th hap of th ta–

b! , whil th aluminum offin w re b oming mor and more num r–

ous. CBS ocked it to the Smothers Brothers. We saw

Rosemary's Baby,

Hair,

and

Th Craduat .

W watch d film of th

lympi , of Wood-

lock, of R urr ction City, and of th Chi ago onv ntion. W buri d

anoth r K nn dy. In Cz cho lovakia, tud nt hurl d brick at tank . In

Berkeley, police hurled tear ga at tudent . Four a tronaut walked on th

moon. Thr a tronaut di d in a fir . The

t won. And hi tory mov d

r I ntl ly onward. But mo t of u gav all of th e thing m r ly pa -

ing noti .

had our own probl ms to worry about.

ho can forg t all of tho

tandardized t t w had to weat

through? Th Pr liminary chola tic Aptitud T t, th

hola ti Apti–

tude Te t, the Achievement Te t , the

ational Merit Scholarship

Qualifying Te t, th Coli g Qualifying Te t, th I.Q. T t, th R g nt

cholar hip T t - w mu t hav p nt clo to 26 hour filling in tho

idioti littl pac . And then it co t u a fortun in t t f

to have th

mark

nt out to our variou coli ge . Anoth r big v nt in our liv wa

th chool play: "A Rai in in th

un," "How to ucc d in Bu

ithout R ally Trying," and "The ophi ticat d Touch." And th n ther

wa th in vitabl round of football, ba ketball, and ba ball gam ,

wimming ·and track m t . In our ophomor y ar, our team won

champion hip aft r hampion hip. Th n in our JUnior y ar, our football

t am rack d up a di mal ev n point in th entir

a on. But did thi

discourage u ?Of course not! Our Pep Rallies wer rowdier than ever.

Comi r li f wa provid d by uch annual affair a th Faculty-Faculty

gam , th Bulldog Bounc , th float parad , and th Thank giving Day

gam . om what mor ol mn xpr ion of th traditional YH chool

pirit included the ational Honor Society Induction, the Miss YHS Pag–

eant, and the Football Queen contest. Corny a it may have all seemed

at the time, we now look back upon it all with fond nostalgia.

All good thing mu t nd ventually. Four year in coli g and many

additional y ar in th chool of hard knock have chang d you consid-

rably. You might now hav a family to worry about, bill to pay, chore

to do. You now are a full-fledged member of the rat-race, out to earn a

living. You play out your xi t nc , trudging from hom to work and

ba k to hom again. Th n on day you bump into an old high chool

fri nd of your . You ay to him: "By golly, you haven' t chang d a bit!"

while cretly thinking to your If: "My God, he look o old and

worn-out." And th two of you it down to rehash old tim , to remem–

b r th joke and idio yncra i of your favorite t ach r , and to wond r

what e r happ n d to good, old what' -hi -name? ... After a f w

hour it i time to ay good-bye. You g t up, hake hand , and promi

to look ach other up om day. Then you go hom , and, on an impul ,

dig out your old high hool yearbook. You op n it tend rly and the

tear b gin to flow.

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