Galileo High School - Telescope Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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SENIOR PICNIC On Thursday, January l4, at 7:30 A.M. approximately lOO drowsy, heavily laden high seniors met in the Galileo auditorium to sit for an hour before school began. This sacrifice of an hour of sleep was made for the Senior Picnic which was held that day at Sigmond Stern Grove. Since the minimum daily at- tendance requirements are four hours, the seniors agreed to come at this early hour and were therefore able to leave for the outing at the end of the third period instead of at the end of fourth. Two chartered buses were filled with the anxious high seniors and were speeding toward The Grove. As predicted, more than half the delicious charcoal broiled steaks and luscious salads, drinks and the rest of the trimmings had disappeared before the end of the day. Activities that were crammed in included dancing the ierk, the swim, the monkey, the philly, and the like, playing softball in the mud, games, eating, and having fun, fun, fun. Swimming was also planned on the agenda, but only a few of the more brave and healthy kids went swimming on the cold, foggy, but bright day. The senior outing ended with everyone pitching in to clean up at approximately 6 P.M. It was a long day for the seniors.

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PRESIDENT Ralph Moniot L x xy Missing GIRLS' VICE PRESIDENT Matilyn Sereda TREASURER Gail Dea CLASS HISTQRY The year is I99O. The place is the shining new Galileo High School Auditorium, where, at the moment, the stage is crowded with bright, young faces waiting to receive their emblems of maturity -- high-school diplomas. In the audience, parents are watching with glowing pride as their offspring step up, one by one. Twenty-eight years ago, as a member of the class of Fall '64, I was first introduced to Galileo. We were a bunch of scared, lowly sophomores, terribly impressed by the big kids we had ioined. But not scared enough to avoid getting off to a roaring start by painting that fierce Galileo lion. Soon we even made friends with the Seniors by painting their bench with the cheery school colors of orange and purple, and charmed the other upperclassmen with delicious cake. As HIO's we were more at home at Galileo, and began showing even greater school spirit. The grounds never looked cleaner than when our class policed them. And, I am sure, no one ever screamed louder then we did at the Song and Yell Contest. The Junior year opened with another cakesale. Evidently the students were always hungry, though, because when we had a pickle sale a while later, every last gherkin was sold. Junior Prom night was rapidly upon us, and proved to be a most delight- ful evening, as we whirled to the music in the Colonial Room of the St. Francis Hotel. We opened the L-I2 term with the inevitable sale of cake. Then, to raise money for the Senior coffers from our more mobile friends, two car- washes were staged at the TNT Drive-in. I am sure, however, that no one considered all that splash- ing a tedious labor! School spirit was a part of us now, and we gladly took on the responsibilities of Hall Patrol. Never was there a Moment to Remember like our Senior Prom. No Painting in the Mural Room of the St. Francis was as lovely as the girls in their charming gowns, their escorts tall and proud. We finished the term the same way we started, by feeding the students. The doughnuts disappeared rapidly that last day in June! Of course, our high Senior term was the most exciting period of our high school days. Sadly, we had our last cakesale, and began plans for the Senior Pot Luck Dinner Dance. The next event was the Variety Hours, featuring some- thing for everyone-from music, to dancing, to poetry reading. There was a capacity audience, and the program was a complete success. The day of the Senior picnic was one of bright sun and even brighter spirits, as we all trooped out to Sigmund Stern Grove for eating, dancing, and playing. After the charcoal-broiled steaks, and the cake honoring the old salt , Mr. Baior, our class advisor, had vanished, we retired to the lodge to dance the jerk, the swim, the filly, and other current bits of choreography, and to the slightly soggy field for a lively game of baseball. The Senior Exclusive was our last dance, and both the theme, Candlelight and Gold, and the setting, Cliff House, were romantic. That evening truly left us with a spell of enchantment, from which we awakened to find ourselves upon the stage, graduating, our high school days at a close. Now I sit here in the audience to watch my son follow in those footsteps of long ago, and while I listen to the principal point out the accomplish- ments of this class with pride, I know, in my heart, that nothing will ever quite equal the class of Fnll IOAA BOYS' VICE PRESIDENT Percy Jones Hr ff, , 3 I' , Z ' ff 57 -Q rf 3 ' ' 2 , N2 if fqfffi, . I M ,V .r g.1c4,,. ,f . itat -V -r,' it . '., I rv W at H - f, 'v . 2 if Q. f '. ,' i,,, if SECRETARY ' Pauline Fong HISTORIAN Nora Leong -.. M t ' 's r