Bellmont High School - Legend Yearbook (Decatur, IN)

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Taking orders for Christmas greetings during her lunch mod is Missy Macke, while Scott Aurand recites his letter to Santa Claus and Tony Meyer jots down his ideas for a greeting. Senior Rick Burkhalter is ready to give his classmate and lunch-buddy, Mark Well- man, his big surprise as he closes his eyes and opens wide. Opening — 5

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Our place is always action-packed I August 26. The first day of a brand new school year. Day after day the alarm clock would ring at 7:00. Week after week classes would begin at 8:1 5 and would be dismissed at 2:45. Was it this daily routine that lured us to school for thirty-six weeks? No way! More likely than not, it was the good times and the ' going-ons that happened both before and after the dismissal bell that brought us back to our place everyday. Whether we were reminiscing about the past weekend ' s events with friends, making plans for the upcoming Friday and Saturday nights, meeting with one of the 21 organizations, or practicing with one of the 18 various sporting teams, we were showing everyone that we did not attend school only to learn and to await the 2:45 dis-l missal bell. There was more to it than that. We led action-packed lives and our place offered just that— ACTION! Yes, there was always something going on at our place! 138-pound sophomore Tony Roman grapples with A. C. ' s Matt Ford at a home match. Each year, the Bellmont-A.C. wrestling match proves to be one of Indi- ana ' s most exciting as the host gym is not only jam-packed with people, but also with action. Senior Nance Hackman is all smiles after opening her Christmas gift she received from a friend. Either Rhonda Keuneke is imitating a moose during Newspaper class or she is only trying to get the attention of a roving photographer. Job well done, Rhonda! 4 — Opening

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With time, it seems just like home Getting back into the swing of things was a challenge encoun- tered by almost every student with the reopening of classes in August. As high school students, we realized that our long, lazy, carefree days of summer were rapidly coming to an end, and we would once again be faced with responsibilities. Fed up with four long years of daily assignments, senior math major, Mark Wellman, prepares to take his true feel- ings out on his Calculus instructor, Mr. Arnold, who only seems to scoff at the threat. Up in the tree! Is it . . .? No, it ' s not Tarzan but senior Mark Rausch sure could get into the swing of things if he o nly had a rope. With these responsibilities came sacrifices. We cut our night lives shorter, not because the sun rose earlier in the morning, but because we did. In the evenings, we were forced to do homework rather than take in a late summer softball game. Loaded down with enough homework to last us a lifetime, we began to wonder whether we would ever adapt to our new schedules as students. However, it wasn ' t long until things began to click and once again we were find- ing out where we belonged and what was expected of us. We had begun another academic and social year, and we were making ourselves right at home. 6 — Opening