El Dorado High School - El Dorado Yearbook (Placentia, CA)

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Castles In The Sand 4 Theme Lloyd Turner and David Rodriguez give looks to freshmen as they pass the Senior Quad. Take a Double Take with Mary Harrod.

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1m 1 best friend, the tree. tcxJay. Colliy Oorrtty and Dawn Harp can ' t believe that people actually wear the clothes that Pam Evington is showir them. As summer came to an end , we worried ourselves over triv- ial things that we needed to ' off another school year, were upset about things ich now had restrictions. ., There was no more sleeping I in till late in the afternoon, and I especially no more staying out until late in the morning, (espe- cially on weekdays). We tried to catch up with our soaps as ' • much as possible before we had to say goodbye to our fa- - ' — Ite characters, and we hit I beach as often as possible before we had to say good- bye to our beautifully dark tans. With the first day of school riaht around the corner, we rt in touch with old friends to infirm schedules and to do last minute shopping until that we ' ve been dreading all sum- mer comes along. When it finally came, we dragged ourselves out of bed, twelve hours earlier than usual, and started our first day of a new routine, which would last for the next nine months. , Although we dread this day, ' ' we ' ve never been more ex- cited to see all of our old friends and watch all of the in- coming students adventure their first day of a new school, e Now that we ' re here, and have been here, we ' ve exper- ienced love, friendship, hard- ® ship, independence, unity, spir- it, and we ' ve conquered, and will continue to conquer, hun- dreds of pages in various books. This is just a small chapter in the book of our lives which we open with the opening of ev- ery new school year.

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Derek Brown watches a cute chick walk by. Rick Gundzik takes a break with his friends. KerrI Duke is really Interested in the way Naomi Murata eats her chocolate donuts By the expression on Pom Evington ' s face it looks as if she bit into a sour grope. It was so long ago At the time it all began When all that really mattered Were castles in the sand Then the day came When mom told you Soon you ' d be going To a place called school And so away you went With lunch in hand. Crying because mom Wouldn ' t go along to hold your hand Soon you were older; You tound yourself in camp And you phoned home everyday Because you were tired of the cold and damp. Then being away from home became quite simple; No fears to surpass Growing-up in a place called high school Yet, those years have gone by much too fast. Now those long ago fears are returning. Seniors need someone to hold their hands Things beyond are so uncertain And there is no time for castles in the sand. Traci Jennings Theme 5