Glass High School - Crest Yearbook (Lynchburg, VA)

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ut of the Yfoy irst, your girlfriend broke up with you before school, then your AP English teacher assigned a 5 page, 1500 word type-written essay describing the attitudes of the characters in the book Julius Caesar which is due in three days, and finally, when you arrived home from school, awaiting you in the mail was a rejection letter from your favorite college. This just isn’t your day! When things get slightly out of control and you feel the need to “get away from it all,” what do you look for? A quiet place. Quiet places? You've got to be kidding! In this day of advanced technology and modern conveniences you'd think that finding a quiet place would be a simple task. But ... Where did students find quiet places? The general consensus was to head for your bed- room. Not a bad choice if you could evade your mother, who seemed to manage on her own during the school day, but found 100 things she needed for you to help her with once you were home. And then there was your younger brother or sister who in- sisted on keeping their Bon Jovi tape set so loud that your iced tea glass trem- bled. Of course, you could go to the library. Since it was past 2:45 and the school library was closed you'll have to settle for the public library. But listening to the group of girls giggling in the corn er and being dis- tracted by friends who were constantly coming over to ask you questions was any- thing but peaceful. What you needed was a place that inspired dreams, a place where you could confront your problems and reduce tension. So what was left? Where on this planet could you find a quiet place? There was the golf course, with all nature surrounding you. A back corner booth at your favorite fast food res- taurant, with the aroma of french fries and hambur- gers opening your juggled mind. The bathroom. Well, at least it was quiet and private ... sometimes. The yearbook staffroom, there was seldom anyone there. The Parkway, with its su- preme beauty and unexcelled tranquility. Your basement, that was if your mother didn’t hand you the laundry and a broom on the way down. And, of course, there was always your car which might not have had unsur- passed beauty, but did offer comfort, locks, and some quiet. Quiet places? They were virtually non-existent. — Ned Moore Geting away from school: Randolph Austin and David Ferguson escape the chaos of teachers and tests in the solitude of Randolph’s car. 2D Quiet Places

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Playing in the sand: Dusty Holt chips out ofasandtrap onthe 9th Time out: William Hill relaxes hole at Oakwood Country Club. — himself in his room. William’s peace- He spends much time on the ful surroundings help him escape course because of the serenity. outside surroundings. Laying it out: Ned Moore finishes a yearbook layout. It was quieter than usual because it was 8 o'clock at night and Ned was trying to fin- ish before the deadline. 22 Quiet Places

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Can I take your order? Adrian Lynch and Michelle Ghoston serve Big Macs, earn credits and money all at the same time. Both of these students were a part of the DECA program which provides students with jobs during the school year. Books for bucks. Dannette McCain and Dexter White both gain knowledge and funds as they both help two Jefferson Forest students find some information for a research paper. Dannette and Dexler worked part-time for the Public Library. 24 Jobs BRRRing! It was two o’clock and school was over for the day. Most students were ready to go play some ball, go shopping, or just go hang out before going home and facing their homework. But some were hurry- ing to start their home- work in time tos; gor to WORK! Yes, you read it correctly. There was more than school in the lives of some students. It was in- Where’s your toe? Lauren Weigand waits on a customer at Sea Dream Leather. Lauren, like many others, spent about 20 hours each week working at various stores. in River Ridge Mall. : evitable. S ooner or later you were going to need a job. Usually this need arose around the end of your junior year or beginning of your senior year, and usu- ally because of a lack of funds. M-O-N-E-Y spelled it out plain and simple. If you didn’t need the money why work? “For fun” and “for the: experience” are common answers and might sound like noble reasoning, but there was usually a green tint to this nobility. Kenny Rogers who was employed at Mr. B’s Deli worked because, “jt gives him something to do”, but he was quick to add that, “the paychecks don’t hurt either.” Mr. B’s, Westminister Canterbury, Hank’s Ex- xon, King’s Island, Kroger and many stores at River Ridge Mall were tradi- tional employers of stu- dents. Most students en- joyed their jobs and did not feel that it hurt their social life. They usually averaged between 15 and 30 hours a week. Much of the money was blown on weekend ac- tivities, but some was saved for a car or for college. Paul Phillips saw it this way, “My parents are going to give me some money, but you can never have too much.” Wise words from a wise man. — Chip Tucker Swimmer’s ear: Elena Bertolotti chats with a swimmer at the YMCA. Elena, along with a few other students, worked as lifeguards and instructors.