George Rogers Clark High School - Powder Horn Yearbook (Whiting, IN)

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Becoming the shelves of a fashion showcase, Clark ' s halls held the modern dress of today ' s youth. Wire rimmed glasses, pierced earrings, platforms, and scarves added an extra touch. Boys continued to sport long hair, while girls considered shorter hair styles. Representing school dress were the midi-skirt, dresses, wool and knit pants, cardigan sweaters or fancy blouses and shirts, and the more casual jeans, flannel shirts, vests, T-shirts, overalls, and work shirts. Although a variety of styles were seen around school, students wore what they were more comfortable in. Inaugural Ball kicked off the dancing season. A lack of time and planning forced the dance from the 74 season into the first dance of 75. Fast gyrations and on-and-off blinking and many colored lights created the mood. Classes and or¬ ganizations sponsored dances as a source of entertainment for Clarkites. Anything goes governed the way students reacted to the pul¬ sating beat of the music. If someone didn ' t enjoy dancing, they could relax by listening to the music. Dances were more than just activities, they were happenings. Jackets, midis, parkas in plaids with a variety of colors, and fur trimmings were displayed throughout the halls. Lax dress codes enabled students to dress casually and comfortably in over¬ alls, sport pants, and T-shirts. Student Life Fads Dances 17

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Melissa Moynihan and Craig Spanburg strike-up a hearty laugh. Polkas were just a few of the many tempos set by the Blue Tones. ' Twas the night of the Formal and all through the town, the boys donned their sport coats-the girls, their gowns. The couples were nestled in Vogel ' s Gold Room, from seven to twelve with Blue Tones in tune. The youth was hung¬ up with a holiday cheer, thinking that Santa soon would be here. The girls were so charming, the boys divine, that Dec. 22nd, a night, so fine. When out on the dance floor there rose such a clatter: a polka, a waltz, it just didn ' t matter! They wiggled and they jiggled and they swayed with such ease, from Rainy Days to Rudolf -no one was displeased! With punch, with cookies, with enchantment endowed, this night, a highlight, S.C. should be proud! The minutes flew by and the Grand March drew near, marking eve ' s end with a laugh, smile, or tear. The clock struck twelve and all was well. Old flowers and favors can only now tell, of the joy and delight, ending with Merry Christmas and Good Night!