Avoca Central School - Avocan Yearbook (Avoca, NY)

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What’s it like to live in Avoca? The answer to that question, depends on the person, place and time. To many living here, Avoca, is a big . (nothing) To many others. Avoca, is the best place in the world to live. Avoca is quite small, and isn’t the most exciting place by far. (except on Hallo- ween) Some people like living here for the quiet, and peacefulness. Others like it just for the people who live here. Avoca isn’t just quiet and peace- ful all the time though, if you know where and when to look, there is I quite a bit of excitement. Edwin Loucks Ed Debbie Leigh O’Dell Deb Deborah J. Pound 7 «A ?»' Paul I. Pragl? Paul 4 £A S' •+ ' '% Allen M. Olmsted Melford Jeffery R. Putnam Put - - « Linda J. Pakkala Polock Stanley Jay Saxton II Jay Douglas H. Partridge Doug t '4T .C 0 SJ-ai AA Sandra Jean Pelletier Sandy Roxanne R. Saxton Rox Kg, sc.£ r cvern z z ; - 17

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It’s hard to believe that four years ago we were Freshmen. We were eager and ready to do anything. Our biggest goal was to be Seniors and go to Hawaii on our Senior trip. Our first big project was the dance. Our first profit was made and proudly deposited. Little did we know what was to come. Next was the calendar. Ads, events, and prices had to be settled. We were just beginning to achieve. Headaches, sore feet and mean dogs had to be dealt with. The Oriental Banquet was our third event. We were all for it, but we didn’t have any idea of all the work involved in decorating and preparing the food. All seemed to go smooth- ly, however, and the food was delicious. A year passed and we were Sophomores. This year was quiet but marked by two dances. Our second year ended and a big step was taken. Everyone had changed since ninth grade, we were taller and wiser. We began to realize that soon we would be out on our own. Our Junior year we were all pretty well set in our ways. Our fourth dance was a suc- cess. We sold spook insurance and had the thrill of cleaning soaped, waxed, and creamed windows. Next came our big chance at acting. It was different and scary, but fun. This was the only year we picked potatoes and grapes. What a flop; but we recovered. Then came Jr.- Sr. Banquet and we really felt superior. The year had passed quickly and we were Seniors. As lower classmen, we have seen many come and go, now it’s our turn. Nothing can com- pare to the many memories we have to share. They were certainly four great years! 19