Dover High School - Doverian Yearbook (Dover, DE)

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—— Concentrating on a peppy beat, Haines barked out for a new drill of sharp, quick turnabouts and maneuvers. “Onel Two! Step to your leftl’’ instructions band members listened as Mr. 3:15!—and in less than three minutes, driving students raced to their parking spaces in the rear of the school, piling into their dirty towels and gym shoes. books, cars extra riders, i ti Hk Hit ie

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“Now it won’t hurt a bit,” were the encouraging words of the photog- rapher as he greeted students who were having annual school pictures taken. While he adjusted the chair, lighting, shoulders, hands, and head position, a line of curious prospectives looked on. In previous years the seventh, ninth, and eleventh grades only had pictures made. This year all students received photos and identification cards. Aad} Sahanl! Life Sel to Expand “Operation Mug Shot” . . . 500 students’ portraits to be taken in one day! This task was accomplished as students and teachers worked together on a tight schedule. Day by day, students found their school life quickening as they dashed about blithely between classes, stepped into the classroom as the bell rang, attended F.T.A. meet- ings, and stayed after school to correct papers full of errors. Feeling the snappy beat of drums and brass, band members marched briskly on the football field, while glee club songsters rehearsed “Mary’s Song” for the Christmas assembly. Then at 3:15 a bell rang and home, work and soda-shop-bound students poured out of every exit. The bell rang at the end of the class period, a burst of students streamed into the halls, up and down the stairways—the ‘‘thoroughfare’’ of the school—chatting with friends on their way to scattered classes.

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“Ed, what are you doing up there?” It was discovered that the Webber boy had a knack for climbing odd structures (such as the “ear in the auditorium) and operating electrical equipment. Here he lent his skill to soften stage effects for the play Harvey. Who took the picture? Isn’t that Doverian photographer, Mr. Pfister, speaking into the microphone? The tables were turned as Mr. Wilson snapped this picture while his radio staff interviewed Mr. Pfister on bowling, his recent above-three-hundred average and his gutter balls. any times ere “What was that!!??” “Stripes, plaids, and combat boots??” This was the typical comment on November 24. Gaudy, mis-matched clothing prevailed as the whole school en- gaged in Miss-Match Day. Anything went, as long as it looked outrageous! Roaming through the halls, you came upon girls in one flat, boys in levis and sloppy sweat- shirts; even some teachers decided to wear orange and pink. As a follow-up, students arrived the next day in their Sunday-best, comparing the neatly groomed pupil to the careless one of the day before. “Swing’er high, and swing’er low!” Monkeys? No, only boys’ and girls’ gym classes do-si-do-ing around the field house, while the coaches tried to promote some order in square dancing. It seemed students knew little about promenading and allemande left, saluting or swinging their partners.