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

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Ancient Greece is where it’s at, as the seniors portray the battle between G.H.S. and Spring Lake on their float. Homecoming King and Queen Jeff Mount and Amy Andersen share the “traditional” homecoming kiss during the halftime festivities. Romance is in the air as cou- Representing the junior pies enjoy themselves at class, Polly Schuler and Bill homecoming. Kenney go for a spin during halftime with Steve Sorenson at the wheel. Homecoming Prom—9

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RO YALTY! Formal dances this year were different, but still exciting and fun. As a break in tradition, freshmen were allowed to attend the dances. This game them a sense of responsibility, and made them feel like a part of high school. In past years, because of the separate schools, the freshmen were not allowed to participate in such dances. The addition of people was an addition of fun and variety. Homecoming 87 was a record setting dance; over 300 people attended. The win against Spring Lake left everyone ready to party! Phil Tower and Ski Anderson from WLAV helped the crowd get into the homecoming excitement. Students said it was a very casual, fun, and a well handled dance. It was a total success for student council; they turned a $675 profit — quite an accomplishment. Prom 88 was a very elegant affair held at J.R.’s Roller Castle. With “A Night in Paris” as the theme, all decorations were done with a French twist, the small model of the Eiffel Tower being the main attraction. Prom 88 had a beautiful and fun feeling about it. Students attend- ing said it will become a memory to last forever. After the dance, the annual post-prom “Casino Night was held at the Montcalm County Armory. Many games were played and many prizes were given away. Laura Pentecost was a big winner coming away with a television. Other winners were Jason Nichols, Dave Gowens and many others. It was a perfect ending to a perfect night! 8—Homecoming Prom

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IN IN-HOUSE 7:55 a.m. — Enter In-House, just a little late. Mr. Wilson greets me, goes over a few rules (briefly) and then seats me next to him (on his immediate right) at a rather large table. 8:15 a.m. — Mr. Wilson reads me my official rights. I thank him and insure him we have a “communication”; and that I understand. I even get a 3-minute potty pass (whenever I choose to take it!! Isn’t that incredible! Such liberties I enjoy. 8:21 a.m. — I hear footsteps behind me; too light for Mr. Humble, too hard for Mr. Rubbersoles, I mean, Mr. Wilson. It is, of course, Mr. Gates — Der Kommissar. Checking up on my interests and packing gifts: light green construction paper and some crayons. I must be dreaming! This is much too good to be true! 8:50 a.m. — First hour is over. One hour! I soon will have new surroundings, objectively speaking, as a new batch of eyes will see me in my corner. I did finish one picture. But, sadly enough, there was an accident — my blue crayon tumbled off the corner of my desk and fell, smashing on the ground. 9:17 a.m. — Oh, decisions decisions — should I take my potty break now — or should I wait? What the heck, I’ll be a reckless maniac and go for it now! 9:30 a.m. — Gosh! It was so nice on the outside. I wasn’t sure if I could cope out there anymore but, I felt good. 9:48 a.m. — The bell! Second hour is over! One more to go — and geeze — I missed THg, what a tragedy. BOO HOO. 10:28 — I believe I am down to my last twenty minutes. Twenty more minutes of silence. Twenty more minutes of boredom. Twenty more minutes of my fanny stuck to this chair; cramped, uncomfortable, asleep. (Not me — my fanny). I have counted ceiling tiles, I have drawn with crayons, I have followed cracks in the walls which I directly face. But soon, soon I will be free! I wanna be free — like the bluebird. 10:44 — This ain’t Disney Land. 10:45 — This day will live with me for years to come. I won’t soon forget what happened here today. But until that day, I’ll stop and remember my little corner of the study hall and I might smile. 10:48 — The bells rings — Rodger Dodger waves goodbye and my term has ended. 10—Studying