Granite High School - Granitian Yearbook (Salt Lake City, UT)

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G- AEE Stamp, Clap, Yell - Fight you Farnzcrs, figlztf 5 Last minute review on the cool green grass.

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8 for X Then, rounding a sharp bend in the trail, we came face to face with a towering. blank wall - the semester F- STEEP GRADES. Clinging fiercely to the precipitious walls, we inched upward, searching for a hand or toe hold in the shear cliff leading to scholastic excellence. Occasionally, some of us slid back a little, not quite making our grade average, but clung just as fiercely to keep from being dashed to the jagged rocks of failure far below. Half way to the summit, exhausted by our scholastic efforts, we paused to catch a second wind. Laying aside our pencils, slide rules, and books, we took a breather. Lounging about on a grassy upland, we joined the polka-crazed German Club, auditioned for the operetta, South Pacific, or tried out for the basketball team. As avid ski fans we wore fake-fur hats and stretch ski pants as we took to the slats or relaxed in the lodge. We became enthusiastic bowlers or GAA competitive swimmers. In short, we became fun-loving SOCIAL CLIMBERS. We didn,t become just book worms, we had fun too! Wy, v WQ, 'Q Our zigzagging tracks toward the summit wound through ,D 4 -I ' J a glittering wilderness. O 4 , Q 0 3 , -1 ff 3 N it ,ii

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On and on the CLIMBING PARTY - seniors, juniors, and sophomores - trudged, upward toward that mist-cloaked summit, Seniors hastened their pace as they passed a trail marker, Proceed With Extreme Caution - Graduation Straight Ahead. Frantically they crammed for those last final exams, filled out university application blanks, or searched for jobs. Then came graduation. They would miss the crowded halls, the ringing of the bell at the end of third period, the sound of Della's voice as she menacingly said, What, you forgot your locker key again? They were at the summit looking down. Juniors excitedly painted campaign posters for the new student leaders and anxiously looked forward to being the school big-wigs next year. The sophomores, still a little wide-eyed, looked hopefully toward the juniors - Oh, to be that sophisticated. ' We, the CIMBING PARTY, pushed forufard, aided by our COMPETENT GUIDES, we set out earnestly to conquer STEEP GRADES, we became relaxed SOCIAL CLIMBERS. We laughed, cried, fought, worked, and played. We joked, cheered, studied, and danced. We did it all . , . ON GRANITE PEAKS. Cl The Head Guide - smiling, silent, sy l. f - ng-