Lutheran High School - Paw Prints Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Is there such a thing as a war without a shot being fired? Can you wage a battle without physical aggression? Progressing in a world of kings and queens, knights and castles, the chess club falls into rank each day, at noon, under the command of Mr. Alfred Vorder strasse. It ' s a battle of the minds matching strategy against strat egy. You move out with you troops, hoping to remove the op position in quest of the king. If you fail all is not lost because you can wage a new ' war at your next lunch break and quite possibly the tide of the battle will turn in your favor. Bruce Alien ClaireceDolson George Evensen Richard Hackman Don Clements Chris Coffey George Evensen Debbie James Rod Johns on George Korpie David Luebbe Leon Perahia Brian Pratt Ron Richard Dee Dee Stanford Ron Swayne Chuck Wagner GailWyneken Mr. Donald Schulteis, Sponsor DougAldus Bob Barnack Mary Ann Blaauw Bob Dekkers Richard Gonzales Nancy Hoffman Julie Jardin Laurie Kindt Roosevelt Matthews Linda Miller Ventress Moseley Randal Nelson James O ' Connor Randy Pflueger Skip Simpson AdrienneStepanian Vicki Vogelsang Mrs. Judy Ebey. Sponsor Mr. Lowell Goecker. Sponsi Mr. Jim Young, Sponsor Mr, Randy Lowe. Sponsor

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Beginning an unorthodox ballet step down the lane, a flick of the wrist releases the ball. Roaring along a curving path the ball makes a sudden slice and thuds into the gutter. Dejected, you walk back up the aisle to await its return. Picking up the ball again you concentrate more this time before starting the approach. In one movement the ball is off and rolling. It hits with a crash, pins flying. One remains — totters — falls. You ' ve redeemed yourself and once again — king of the lanes. So on their spare nights the Bowling Club strikes out for the alleys boosting scores and egos with the flick of the wrist. The sky is clear. The air is crisp clean, refreshing. You are on to of the world overlooking mour tains of new powder. A tingle goe up your spine as you push off wit, thoughts of auditioning for Down hill Racer . Poised, you hit the curves, firs! right, then left. A spray of snovl clouds around you. In commanc, you ' re racing in and out of tree, covered with the frosty Christmaj season. Caught up in the action ci the moment, not feeling the chi of the air around, you reach th bottom of the slope— a perfect rur The experienced and the burnt ling beginners made up a rare SI Club as they frolicked off to Bi Bear and the call of the snow.

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