Groveton High School - Tigerama Yearbook (Alexandria, VA)

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Following the first day is a first date, a first party, a first car, a first prom and a first week-end without the higher authority. High school is one place where one never remains in his first year. At GHS four years ago, we were all firsts at the same time, neither the seniors nor the freshmen knew where their next class would be. In anxious anticipation, we, the lowest form of underclassmen, watched others experience their first junior-senior-waterfight-day, balloons bursting in air and on people. Next came community day, a talent show and Sun-day. Shortly after followed a senior skip day and a senior prank, the hilarious joke of the year, signifying spirit and good humor. After patiently waiting in line, it ' s our turn now. We created a two-day leadership seminar to help bridge the gap between students and administrators. And it worked! R. Don Ford was the guest star in Up the Down Staircase, the drama department ' s fall production. Finally, our football team won a homecoming game, but to everyone ' s amazement, the seniors placed last in the float competition. This school year contains oodles of imagination which created the first inspirations for Crazy-day and the B.S. Moose. With headlines such as unlicensed driver swiped by parked cars and advertisements like buy a trashcan for your loved ones today! , it ' s almost impossible to listen to P.A. announcements without a chuckle or two. The Class of 1980 is Groveton ' s past, present, and future. Only yesterday, we merely observed. Today, we are participating, but tomorrow we will start all over again. Melissa L. Stone 21

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Dedicated to Uncle Milt, without whom this was all possible As the Tree of Life began to fade And summer passed us by The Junior Class, advanced a grade, Returned to Groveton High. The brick facades, the endless chips The carpet on the floors, The Tiger Paws, the commons The rooms that have no doors The Sedentary Juniors The seniors-on-the-move ' ' The VICA Club, the NHS The Soul Squad (in the Groove) All comprise the humble school We know as GHS A noble and much favored place Ah . . . but I digress . . . Four years is a long time to spend in an institution . . . like Groveton, and the senior class seems to be showing many signs of strain. They have outdone their predecessors in eccentricity, if not in diversity. A new social order emerged at the beginning of the year and masses of seniors congregated at night and rallied to the sounds of Van Halen, George Thurogood, the Knack, and DEVO with occasional offerings of Root Boy Slim and the Sex Change Band (with the Rootettes). A group of semi-intellectual pseudo-jocks established themselves as the B.S. Moose, decorated the roof of the concession stand, and secured their place in Groveton history for eternity (or at least a year or two). Meanwhile, several grade-conscious seniors were making plans to assassinate the 2 newest members of the Class of 80 — both defectors from the Junior Class who, with their 4.0 grade point averages dashed the college hopes of many seniors, forcing them to set their sights on less lofty goals, such as weaving and candle-making. In the meantime, our noble student body president dragged the little Moosies and 60 other students out to the woods to a Leadership Seminar. Upon return from the seminar the leaders of the senior class were amazed that the school had run so i smoothly in their absence. This reveals, at long last, a fact that many of us had known all along, that it was really the Juniors who were running the school. To add insult to injury, the seniors then lost the coveted first prize in the Homecoming float competition an honor usually won by the graduating class. During the 4-year presence of the Class of ' 80, Groveton has seen many radical changes, as witnessed by the character of the Senior Class, and In conclusion, you must admit, It takes all kinds and sorts And so to all our Senior friends — A parting Eat my shorts. Jonathan Morduch David Keir