James Madison Memorial High School - Olympian Yearbook (Madison, WI)

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l i Since the theme of the dance was Saturday in the Park , the decorations committee sought out all the foun- tains and patio furniture they could find. Upon entering the great hall the smell of violets put a spell on everyone and set the mood for everyone. Mike Lee and Lorie Eaton followed the King and Queen during the grand march tup- per leftj. A little further down the line couples walked their way around the room tupper right and lower rightj. 36 W Even though most people started running out ofenergy at the end Kelli Dohm and Bruce Wencel still found energy to continue dancing flower lefty After the dance the fun did not end. Janet Carley had a post prom party and many stayed up to go to more parties or watch the sun rise. Then most went home. but others stayed up to see how long they would last.

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Saturday, May 25, I974, was the day every senior girl was waiting for, and every senior guy's wallet was dread- ing. Prom. For the first time in Memorials history, Prom was held at the Great Hall at the Union. The hand from Chicago Drive was fabulous. Because they played such a variety of music and were so well liked the dance floor wf was usually jam packed as is evidenced on this page teen- ter and lower rightl. Randy Stark and Paula Okey found a nice quiet place to talk Cupper lefty. Inga Brynildson and Paul Woit take a rest out from the dance lloor while down the row Kim Ring and Jim Park find something funny to laugh at. 35

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r N'Xi l'f. The year hasjust flown by my friend And I'm sad to say The time has come for the fun to end And for you to go your way. There've been a lot of good times, And some were trying, too, But time spent either way binds When friendships made are true. We've grown a lot from learning, in more ways than oneg Academics werejust the beginning But when the work was done I found we'd taught each other A lesson or two in living About getting along together And the happiness in giving. Even as we leave these halls There's still a Spartan in us That needs no ceiling or brick walls But stays until our finish. We'll not forget the Green 8L White The colors will not fadeg Our memories won't have to fight To keep what we once had. By Ann Allen