Dallastown Area High School - Spectator Yearbook (Dallastown, PA)

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 Class Officers Pictured left. Freshmen class of- ficers: Pam May. vice-president; Mr. Harmon, advisor; Angel Fan- tom. president; and Troy l.eight, treasurer, absent from picture. Pictured right Sophomore class officers: Carol Classen, president; Mr. Shoff. advisor; Amy Shirey. vice president; JoAnn Leber, treas- urer. absent from photo. Pictured right. Junior class officers: Brenda Brooks, vice-president: Mr. Moreland, advisor; Felicia Ferree, president; Karen Kessler, treasurer. Pictured below. Senior class offi- ers: Teresa Taylor, president; Laurie Shirey. vice-president; Miss Miller, advisor: Kelly Trabert. treasurer. Class Officers 23

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 JreskmcM ’82 Jreslimen HR. 77 Row I (L-R): R. Smclt cr. R Soltcs. K. Slarncr. N. Sterner. W. Stump. Row 2: S. Smith. T. Smith. I Spiker. P. Smith. I). Stake.. S. Smith. B. Sowers. E. Stine. D. Sprenklc. I.. Sullivan. A. Straycr. Row 3: A. Smith. I). Smith. V. Stambaugh. I). Stackcnwalt. E. Snider. S. Stauffer. S. Stoner. I . Sunday. T. Swartz. V. Stake. Mr. Bingaman. Row 4; U. Snyder. M Stern. I.. Strammel. L. Snyder. HR. 102 Row I (L-R): I). Swanson. S. Wagaman. W. Briekner. Row 2; J. Waltemcycr. L. Tatcosian. A. Swart baugh. B. Vaveriek. Row 3: C. Wagner. D. Tommey. D. Pegram. J. Thompson. R. Tyson. Mr. Cleary. Row 4; D. Pavkert. J. Troiani. B. Traynam. T. Tome. I). Vanloon. Window; 1 . Snyder. M. Swords. K. Waters. I.. Trent, I.. Vought. S. Sweeney. HR. 103 Row I (L-R): K Winters. I.. Waltcrsdorff. B Wagner. J. Zellers. Row 2; R. Wolf. M. Weilkamp. C. Wise. I). Warfcl. E. Williams. Row 3: A. Wilcox. R. Duron. R. Waller. C. Wocrncr. I) Zeiglcr. B Yoder, Row 4; Mr. Yoder. J. Warner, S. Winner, T. Wildasin. B. Werner. S. Weir. T.Sprow.S. Paduhovich. J. Whitcrafl. I). Witmer. 22 Freshmen

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There seemed to be no way to attract her attention. Then, before he knew what his body was doing, Brinsley ran out into the playing field just as it seemed that the oth- er team was about to score and wrestled down the player that was going to make the points. Whistles blew, rockets blasted (on both sides), people screamed (on both sides), and general pandemonium reigned. The next thing Brinsley knew he was be- ing carried away by the High Kingdom rooters, who were in a state of abandon caused by extreme joy because Brinsley had saved the game! Chapter 3 After several hours of being compli- mented, wined and dined and generally adored, Brinsley at last found himself alone once again. He was not thinking about being alone, though, nor was his legendary feat even remembered. All he thought about was Jubilith Prcnslcy, High Kingdom rocketeer. He knew he had to sec her, but he also realized that it was im- possible because she probably did not know he existed. He wandered along the path trying to forget her lovely face, not even noticing that there were folk just like him, only smaller on the path and thus that he. too, was becoming a “giant. Then, he saw a good friend of his up ahead. It was Darby Waggins, whom he had met his first week in the High King- dom. “Hail, Darby!” Brinsley cried, run- ning to meet him. Darby turned around in surprise and said. “Hail, Brinsley! I heard about your astounding feat at the big game. The en- tire High Kingdom is talking about you. You arc a hero!” Brinsley replied, “I’m most grateful for what you have said but I scarcely deserve it. The reason I did it was to impress that rocketeer, Jubilith Prcnslcy. How I wish I could sec her tonight! There is no need for you to worry, my friend. She will be at the Festival of Light, to which all paths arc headed tonight. There will be lights, fine music, food, drink, and finery for all who come. She will be there, and you will be. too. Let us proceed, Brinsley! “Excellent!” cried Brinsley. And so they went. The Festival was held inside the giant Hall of Queens, so named because of an important ritual of the Festival, that of crowning a single Festival Queen out of seven beautiful girls chosen by the inhabi- tants of the High Kingdom. The Hall was a striking building, always dressed in elab- orate decoration, both inside and out. It took Brinsley’s breath away when he saw it, all lit up inside. Darby and he began to run towards it. They arrived there and eagerly slipped inside the open doors. Continued on page 56