Franklin County High School - Animo Yearbook (Rocky Mount, VA)

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WHO ALE YOU? Representatives of the class of ’81 in the homecoming parade. Loaded down, Freshman executive William Edwards carries costumes. Skipping lunch to cram in a few more minutes of study, Pattie Norton and Bonnie Roop pay more attention to hall activities than to their books. If you’ve ever had crutches, you’d know how people always want to play with them. Al Hagey can’t help but laugh as his arm rests are thrown among Mike Fitts, Bob Parcell, Ash- ley Cooper and Bobby Ross

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Variety: The Spice Of Lite What is it about Franklin County High School that makes it different? It’s not the size-although with a campus containing three gyms, a Fine Arts Build- ing, and two main complexes with double cafe- terias and offices, it’s one of the largest schools around. It’s not the area-although the county is known for its country atmosphere and moonshine status. It’s not that it’s the only school in the county when Roanoke has over five. There’s nothing drastically different about the academic program or sports activities. So what make it unique? In a way the size, the area, and a one high-school make up twenty-five percent of the reason F.C.H.S. is unique. The other seventy-five percent is the people. Their attitudes, talents, and expressions combine to make a unique blend of life styles that are reflected in the things they do. What other school can claim three science teach- ers who dress up like beetles on Halloween? Does any other school have a group of seniors who have picnic lunches in the cafeteria complete with checkered cloth? Not only are there fourteen cheerleaders, but there’s a red and white eagle who flies along the side-line. In Roanoke, there are always movies and shopping centers to go io, but here, the people are just as content to take a cruise around the D.Q., or head out to Salt House and Smith Mountain. The fields of talent range from farming to baton twirling. It would seem that cultural differences would cause friction, but the school is large enough to keep a variety of interests open with clubs and sports. These clubs and teams would not be able to exist without the people. They are life blood. They plan, work, learn and benefit from school life, and while school molded their lives into what kind of lives they will enjoy, they too molded the Contents Advertisements Closing Theme 3

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ing up. Senior privileges included 3 minutes to get to lunch before the bell. However, juniors like Mark Brewer, frequently got ahead in the line too. Homecoming clowns hitch up a ride on the sophomore float to save their legs from the long walk up Tanyard Road. The main hall in the West complex was a hang-out for “‘first lunch’”’ seniors. Seniors let off steam and it wasn’t sur- prising to see H.D. Woody punishing Gwen Thomas for act- We Didn’t Just Learn Together, We Laughed Played As Well. etting up in the morning is not always easy, especially when you spill your juice and you just know it’s going to be one of those days. There are times when your mind can’t help from wandering out of Lit class, or reenacting last weeks game seems more important than Algebra. the classes drag on into days, the days into weeks, and the weeks into months. To break the monotony, there needs to be an outlet of energy - at least one day a week to yell at an assembly or cut classes for a club. Sometimes though, these things aren’t enough and you have to let off steam in your own way. For most people, lunch time can be renamed recreation period. Stacking lockers, chasing people through the hall’s ob- stacle course, playing football or practicing routines are just a few of lunch time’s activities. Nifty fifties, Sadie Hawkins, and sock hops contribute to making the days extra special. Magazine sales gave a hard try but no one seemed to get very excited about them this year. Homecoming was tops as far as special weeks were concerned, but Halloween was the best day. Al in his inner-tube suit, and other cos- tumes rated high too. That night, the sophomore and freshman classes hosted ghosts and goblins in the gym while in the parking lot, a few cars got a taste of the raw egg treat- ment. In case all those things failed, a holiday would come along to save you from the dredges of term papers and Gov. projects, and two Tuesdays off in the fall gave everyone some free time. But at school, the fun’s where you make it.