Bradley Central High School - Ocoeean Yearbook (Cleveland, TN)

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Standing proudly with her friends in the Doing their Senior Battle Cry, Steve junior section of the stadium. Jena Brewer McMillan, Cynthia Liner and Scott Franklin expresses that the class of '88 is A 1 Top give it their all. Rate. Here We Go Again ... Just When We Thought We Pulled Ourselves Together. Sleeping to noon, sunning at Tinsley, going on vacation ... all gone, for school was again in ses- sion. Even so, most students would secretly admit they were glad to be back. The seniors were especially anxious. It was to be their year. Sophomores timidly anticipated the new experience of searching helplessly through the Bradley maze. Juniors, as always were the middle men finding that after an initial year Bradley was beginning to feel like home. To everyone the back to school craze of buying new clothes, folders, pencils, had ended. It was time to look up old friends and catch up on the summer s gossip, who did what and why? To ease the usual trauma of be- ing back in school our first day's activities featured plenty of early- morning time to become ac- climated to the school, an ab- breviated schedule, and afternoon meetings. At 1:15 each class met to hear pertinent information and receive a few reminders. For the seniors most of the time was spent discussing a possible senior trip and the ingredients necessary to make the class of '87 great. Present to encourage Bradley Pride and spirit was Sugar Bowl star Chris White. Also scheduled was former graduate Galen Bell who proclaimed his Bradley years unforgettable. As a prelude to other pep rallies, Bradley’s alma mater was played at the day’s end. For the first time the Student Council sponsored a Back to School Dance that featured a luau theme and a limbo contest. All in all, the first week of school with the usual interruptions to get lockers,I.D.’s, and class changes made the transition from summer snoozing to school scurrying a bit easier. Back to School Bradley Life — 13

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Waiting for the cheers to subside, guest speaker Chris White flashes a cool smile. Chris returned for opening day festivities to share the wave of Bradley Pride he still feels. The juniors receive a hearty welcome from the Student Council on the first day of school. “Easy does it!” Junior Mark Lyles says as Darleah Beard pins a Bradley Spirit button over his fluttering heart. “Lower, Tommy lowerl” At the Back to School Dance everyone watches to see how low Tommy Bowling can go while doing the limbo. 12 — Bradley Life Back to School

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While Scott Ford and Teddy Lockerby relish their own certificates. Kevin Keefer and Brent Hall congratulate each other on their Player of the Week distinction. After painting Bradley's gold bear tracks to the stadium. Seniors Tommy Bowling. Tim Mason, and Jody Musselwhite demonstrate that the paw makes an in- teresting picture frame. The Icing on the Cake Our Senior Year Was Full of Sweet Memories. Seniors. We finally had made it to the peak position in high school. After struggling through our sophomore year and eagerly an- ticipating the excitement of our senior year throughout all of our junior year, our senior reign finally arrived. The feeling of triumph, the superiority to scream, “SENIORS ARE YOUR DADDIES’’ was at last ours. It had not always been easy, however. We had to survive all of typical senior trials — ACT, SAT, Early bird classes, research papers, class projects, report cards, detention,“senioritis”, dates for the prom, and, of course, final exams. Being seniors also presented another challenge. Suddenly life faced us-the realization that stu- dent life as we had always known it was about to end. Many of us would go on to college but the blanket of security in high school would disappear. For others, the world of work was paramount. We made the most of our senior year, though, by accepting the responsibility of leading Bradley High School with style. The study- ing, the sports events, the dances, the friendships — they all shaped our year and evolved into lasting memories. Our ultimate goal had at last been reached. Graduation was the icing on the cake. All the time stu- dying, and hard work had paid off. We had reached a milestone in our lives, the first of many. Yes, it was the icing on the cake. So was the class of ’87.