Anderson High School - Afterthought Yearbook (Austin, TX)

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TY N B 5 X.-:E ilk sl' with the many wacky shows on tv, the boob tube became a rele vant descrlptlon Sophomores Tyra Crumley and Kelly Placker watch the classroom antics ol the students and teacher ln Welcome Back KDIIEI fc gr l ,gf 1 W w if l P S 'B uff 3-4 - - -A-' HRH 9 2 , 5, MM l , Focusing the Action At any school activity, cameras clicked, strobes flashed and memories were recorded forever. Photography students wandered around the school taking pic- tures of anything that would stay still for U60 of a second. Others may have limited their efforts to special occasions using anything from Kodak instamatics to top- of-the-line Nikons. Taking pictures for memento or a grade were the most often reasons for bringing a camera to school. Ieff Latimer worked at the Village Hobby Shop every Saturday to earn the money for his Canon FTb. janet Newcomb valued her camera as one of her favorite possessions. Single lens reflex cameras were seen the most at school around guys as well as girls' necks as they were basic equipment issued in photography classes. Therese Tavis, like so many others, said she would have liked a camera to eliminate checking out a school camera for every photography assignment. . Taking pictures of good friends or good times, some students wouldn't have left their camera behind. Cameras showed up at school or school functions- wherever a memory was sought.

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5 l 12 priority possessions Strutting down the hall in a black leather jacket while sporting a thumbs-up sign could have been the newest amateur Fonzie. Or the straight-A student may have come to school with a New York street accent saying, Play dead Fred, you dummy, to a mysterious white cockatoo perched on his shoulder. Or what about the class joke in which everyone lightly giggled and snickered, but emerging over the top came an Arnold Horshack nasal laugh? Television mania took over as students watched their sets with pleasure and a numbed sensation of joy. Perhaps one could become lost in that make-believe world, but it was worth every minute of it. Freshman Tommy Koriath's favorite show was Starsky ond Hutch, one of the police-type stories that averaged 15 a week. Senior Cathy Delisi preferred one of the new ethnic comedies, Welcome Bock, Kotter. Some mixed-up souls never could make decision. Gosh, it's so hard to decide: I like them all, said Kim Young, whose opinion was shared by quite a few people. Because of this came a new breed of teacher: one who had to suffer through the TV fads. She might have had a bald student sucking on a lollipop approach her desk, pat her on the cheek and ask, VVho loves ya, baby? Or a young Dr. Welby who diagnosed the bionic cheer- leader's disease as terminal acne. Usually a teacher recognized that as talent. After all, not everyone could be in the same class as Vinnie Barbarino. Making the Connection A way to call for help or keep up with friends lost in the quarter-shuffle, the telephone played an important part in the student's life. VVhether it was occupied four hours a night or 30 seconds a week, the phone could not be dispensed with. I would die without it! aptly ex- pressed Sue Gondran's feelings towards her phone and the same went for all who had access to one. Tim Monk only used his phone about three minutes a week but still felt he needed it in case there should ever be a fire or something. Up to four hours a night Mark Gretchen spent talking mainly to friends, trying to keep the conversation straight, I wouldn't talk about anything bizarreq it's bugged. Michelle Polanco rated her phone as number 1 in importance, which proved to be true. She could never be reached at the number she gave: it was al- ways busy. If only to be there, the phone was an essential part of any household. The number of such instruments ranged widely. Cindy Roland's five- member family had 11 phones and two different numbers: one each in the garage, utility room, study, bar, hall, the two upstairs bedrooms, and two in the den and master bedroom. Having a family of six, Mike Clem's household had only two phones: one in the kitchen and one in his parents' bedroom. As Mark put it, I never was much for talkin' on the phone. The phone also proved useful in get- ting out of hassles: like the unfortunate discovery of a forgotten trig book, or that one was out two hours beyond curfew.

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Ill Ill Jwt Q llfirv U f lll end! Qepplm One might think that when a tree shakes, it is the wind blowing, but the real reason is fear. Fear of thoughtless humans with those useless cylinders of toilet paper that they throw at me and get stuck way up in the top of my branches. This ordeal continues weekend after weekend and that can be tiring after all these years, noted one of Dawn Palmer's elder trees. I was just minding my own business and trying to get some rest when all of the sudden, six members of the leftist terror group, The Clan, jumped out of a car and draped me in somebody's Charmin. Then they all leaped back into the car and sped off, confided a member of Ieff Brower's front yard forest, It all happened so fast. Papering is usually done to lawns of either a friend, enemy or stranger, so no one is really safe from Friday's flying streamers. Saturday morning sets the scene for the big cleanup. More than one irate mother or daughter can be seen picking up the paper snow before their company comes for the party that night. Upon arriving at home from a suc- cessful night of papering only to find his house gift-wrapped, Iames Glober remarked, It's fun to do to other houses until someone does it to yours. And whether the parents or kids like it or not, toilet paper is a fact of life. Or should it be said, As long as there are trees, there will be toilet paper.