Dalton High School - Tiger Yearbook (Dalton, GA)

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Every day of classes was more or less routine. Students dragged themselves to school, tried to deci- pher the bell schedule ( Was that the first, second, or third bell? ), and finally settled down in their re- spective homerooms. The teachers located their roll books and began their first project for the day—calling roll. Before they could successfully get through the M's, we saw a line of people forming out in the hall ready to sell . . . whatever, and heard the crack of the intercom before the ever- familiar May I have your attention for the Morning announcements . . . Does anyone have his money for pictures? ... Moore . . . We just have a few announce- ments this morning . . . Who wants a ticket for the Homecoming dance? ... Smith ... I be- lieve we have one or two special announcements . . . I'm selling Homecoming mums—would you like to buy one for your date? . . . Taylor ... I believe that's all the announcements . . . We need money for our homeroom car . . . Williams . . . Have a good day. Thank you! By the end of homeroom, the half-sleep had shifted to a mere daze and with the blasting of an- other bell, the halls instantly filled with hundreds of people, each counting the number of people to whom he could say hi on his way iff! i sTl I --4' !; DALTON HIGH SCHOOL 1973

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to class. Classes were more endurable because the schedules could be rearranged every 12 weeks, and there were more course choices. Exams could be considered either better or worse than the years be- fore. There were only three quar- ters, but each quarter was three weeks longer. The new report cards that did not have to be signed could have been lifesavers for some, but there were an- nouncements telling parents when the cards would be given out. There were many times when everything seemed to pile up, and one wondered what would happen next. The passing of time high- lighted the good times and made the bad times something to laugh about. Though no one really wanted to live those times again, they would not have been traded for anything else in the world.