Flemington High School - Memories Yearbook (Flemington, WV)

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Discover something new everyday FAR LEFT: Skip Ball takes one of the last chances to enjoy the warm weather before winter sets in. LEFT: Just another day in Mr. Shaffer’s Am. Studies I class. MIDDLE LEFT: “Caught Up In a Web of Mystery,” urges stu- dents to check out more books in the library. BELOW: Here Karen Layman helps Mark Isabella with his history. FAR LEFT: Lynn Shaver must have the junk food junkies attack. LEFT: Mary and Michele discuss their lesson Am. Studies II class. 5

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ABOVE: Gym class brushes up on their bas- ketball skills. RIGHT: The ball swoshes through the hoop during gym class. FAR TOP RIGHT: Taking aim during practice is Mark Isabella. BOTTOM RIGHT: Getting exercise in gym class is Arlie Kisner. I breams ■— Entering the eighth grade we felt more con- fident. Gone were the first year pressures. New dreams took the place of old conquered ones. We were accepted a bit more, but we still couldn’t help feeling a little inferior. Our freshman year was an important one. Finally we were given some acceptance, some respect. All-state band and varsity basket- ball were just some of the new dreams. Some real responsibility was thrust our way. Harder subjects . . . more homework. But along with these came more friends . . . good times . . . and a whole lot of fun. We loved high school and couldn’t understand why we were so scared when we got here. As sophomores we got some deserved atten- tion. More responsibility was forced on us. We accepted this responsibility and worked like heck to succeed. Junior year ... Class rings .. . junior senior prom . . . looking forward to next year when we will be the cream of the crop, the kings of the hill. — Seniors. But we still had a big year to go through. An eventful year, a busy year, a fun year. It went quickly, and then ... It happened. We were seniors. Could it be? Only one more year of high school? Yes, it was true. This was it. We were determined to make it the best year. Where had the years gone? Were we the same timid little people we were when we got here? Had we changed? Or were we essential- ly the same people with another exterior? Who knows? But we will always have the memories . . . the sweet, the bitter. The discoveries, the les- sons. The friends, the loves. The fun. We will remember you high school. We will remember you. A

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TOP LEFT: Looking at one of the many yearbooks, Vickie and Diane think of ways to improve this year’s yearbook. MIDDLE LEFT: Up in the air, Ronnie Gobel shoots to add another point to the game total. FAR BOTTOM LEFT: Annette Smith, contestant in the WV honor recital. performs during the Christmas recital. LEFT: Ronnie and a member of the Coalton team talk while setting up for the next play. 6