Methodist Hospital of Brooklyn 1959 Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY) - Full Access

In the past three years we have come a long way. We have learned a great deal through various experi– ences , but while we were learning , we were also build– ing memories . There have been many tears shed, but there has also been a great deal of laughter. By living together, we have learned to share these things, and look forward to sharing more in the future . Can we ever forget our initiation into the school? We were very sleepy looking freshmen , shivering when an upperclassman spoke . Before long , we could look back and laugh at all this. The ghost stories Madge would tell - the parties in the third floor library - those little episodes in that end room on the third floor , and , of course , the snowball fights be– tween floors followed by the singing of hymn 416 in chapel were frequent occurrences. This , our Freshman year, leaves us with fond thoughts. As we progressed into our second year , we added more to our memory book . This was the year they tagged "that" and "those" to our class name . There were some pretty rough days. but these were quickly overshadowed by good times . There were more snow– ball fights . softball games, ping -pon9 ·;·ournaments. and the trials and tribulations leading up to our class play. It was about this time that we started our affiliations. Some went to Triboro . and although one couldn ' t say the experience was really enjoyable . there are things that will never be forgotten. Then . of course. there was Middletown - oh well! When it comes to Middletown we all have our own individual memories . but there are still many we share. "Tracy, do you th ink the chicken is quite done?"- ''Bev,