Yorktown High School - Grenadier Yearbook (Arlington, VA)

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Warmth of The countdown was over. The hallways were silent; the lockers stood empty. A warm, sultry breeze rustled the last shreds of evidence littering the floor, blowing away the only traces that students had ever walked and talked and laughed in those corridors. School was over — at least for three months — and we were ready. After surviving yet another year without fringe ben- efits (like sleep), it was finally time to be luxurious, to throw away the textbooks and indulge ourselves. And oh, how we indulged! Savage tanners attacked Ocean City voraciously only hours after the final bell had tolled. After an entire year of partying, the idea of a Beach Week's worth was not that exciting, but the atmo- sphere of sun, surf, good friends and freedom made the prospect quite enticing. An oceanfront condo, the moonlit sands, life- guards, bikinis, a full refrigera- tor .. It was the stuff dreams are made of. Some of us spent the hot months traveling. Whether we went around the world, across the Sun .. the country, or simply to the nearest picnic grounds, the change of scenery did a world of good. (Anything is better than the lovely green-tiled walls of YHS.) Even if we never left the backyard, the name of the game was lazy relaxation, for most of us spent the summer gloriously doing nothing. Even if we worked, there was an adequate amount of free time set aside. After the rigorous school schedule of meetings, sports events, dances, and .. oh yeah, homework (when we could squeeze it in), those long sum- mer days were a godsend. No sue o'clock reveilles or late night study sessions. Imagine swim- ming and playing tennis for fun! How peaceful and relaxing it was just to lie in the sun and watch the world go by (especial- ly certain species of it). Con- certs were enjoyed as never be- fore, for it didn't matter that we didn't get home until three a.m. There was no need to get up be- fore noon anyway. Oh how well we'll remember those few weeks of bliss ... Despite Steve's spectacular soccer skills, he just can't quite measure up to the Great Wall of China. Mike's soft touch soothes Paul's burn- ing back. The Crew Cut Club laughs as Will fails to succeed in “Simon Says. Eric and Diane enjoy a lazy summer afternoon at Great Falls. Summer '82 7

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Paul Koleda and his boys hanging out during Beach Week. Contrary to popular belief, there is a mellow side of Ocean City. 6 Warmth of the Sun

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Picking Up We'd seen it all before. The same old familiar faces. The drizzling, icy rain. The unex- pected, and unpleasant, finale. Many people left the homecom- ing game early, certain that Yorktown would win. On Satur- day morning, however, they were rudely awakened. So what happened? In the last two min- utes of the Yorktown vs. Lang- ley game, Langley scored a series of goals which made the score not 14-0 but 14-15. There seems to be a tradition in the air; clouds like to rain on our pa- rade. However, even after three years, our spirit refuses to die. The marching band played up a storm, and the drill team and Where We cheerleaders did their best to keep the stands alive. At half time the homecoming atten- dants and Senior Court were presented. In contrast, the pre-game fes- tivities held no surprises, just fun and food. Oktoberfest attracted many pre-game enthu- siasts ready to launch the even- ing off with a little sauerkraut and knockwurst. The Oom-pah band gave a great German per- formance and there was enough food to feed an army, even a German army. The dancing and merry-making lasted right up until the game, and the Oom- pahers used their energy to cheer the rest of Yorktown on. The Oompa Band plays another German drinking song. Milling around, the usual Yorktown crowd watches each other more than the game. Straining that extra inch John decorates for Oktooerfest. Waiting anxiously, Charles Quinnette hopes the game ends before Langley scores again. Left Off 8 Homecoming: Friday