Greenville High School - Hi Life Yearbook (Greenville, MI)

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UPPER LEFT: A crowd of GHS students enjoy themselves at one of the Jacket's home football games. LEFT: Kris Switzer, sophomore, shows the frustration of making another mistake in typing class. BELOW: Talking with some of her friends is Robin Selesky, junior.

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Moods — All Felt, Some Displayed With so many different situations encountered in school, there were just as many moods that were felt. Being up one moment and down the next wasn't unusual. You name it and someone felt it this year. One of the major feelings was exhaus -tion. There never passed a class where one of two heads didn't hit the table sometime. It always seemed the only period where students were fully awake was lunch. The day always affected the atmosphere in the school. Monday's never seemed to excite anyone. That may just be from Iona weekends though. It never failed to find smiles on Friday and teachers learned not to plan much on the last day of the week. The reasons for the changes in moods were plenty. Boyfriend girlfriend problems, or lack of them, generally were a large contributor. It was found that if the teachers were in a good mood that the students left class with the same perspective for the day, but it always seemed if the students were in good moods that the teachers weren't necessarily when the bell rang to dismiss class. RIGHT: Keith Kerbyson, senior, stares into space thinking. Something we all tried to get out of as much as possible. BELOW: Grinning at the sidelines is Janet Clark, senior and also one of the Varsity cheerleaders. 16

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Another Humdrum Friday Evening It's Friday night and you're cruising with your gal at your side in your very own car! As you cruise, millions of ideas go through your mind as to what you re going to do next. Is she in the mood?-Should I grab some food? Should we celebrate?-Or end the date? Should I make a pass?-Or hit the gas? Maybe take in some views-lf so let's cruise. You finally decide to take a trip through town. You wave to some friends who are also driving around and then start partying. As you cruise, you see the golden arces and pull in to buy a few very necessary items such as fries, pies, and shakes. You make it a leisurely meal, laughing between mouthfuls and occasionally during one. When you re both done you escort your girl back to the car and like all perfect gentlemen, open up the door for her. As you rev up the engine you try to decide on which spot to nit tonight. Maybe the cemetery, maybe the park. No- that's becoming to risky. You finally decide on Stakes Road. Yea-that's the place. So you casually drive around the lake and pull off the road on the south end. You take out the tape that has been playing and put on some mellow tunes. You pull into a deserted drive and shut off the engine. Things begin to get thick when you notice the time. Your gal has to be in by midnight so you start the car and put your foot to the floor and the pedal to the metal. You reach your destination and walk her to the door. You iave her a Iona good-night kiss and tell her you II call tomorrow. (Sure!) You hop back into your car and pull onto the road thinking, 'These Friday nights are really getting monotonous.' Stopping to talk or pick up friends happened many times each day. When the folks were home, the next best place to park was the truck. 18