James Monroe High School - Echo Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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‘aking a break from her perch above ye ‘big people’s pool,’’ Levie Smith elps Mike Hushins find a missing uck in the wading pool. Levie Kx | Cx CE LO. Xs worked as a part time lifeguard at the Fredericksburg Country Club. Lifeguarding also provided summer employment for Cindy Mulliken and Bill Baker. They worked at the Wilderness pool in Spotsylvania County. No more banging lockers — Freshmen Monica Ryder and Nancy Dawson talk in the deserted hall as Beth Ryckman gathers her books. fu iA es] ed LS — ———— re iw? Bright lights and clicking shutters provide a break from English. Delmar photographer Bill Clay adjusts Scott Harrison's pose. One last trip to the locker — Anna Harrington grabs a forgotten book before hockey practice. Anna played inner on the varsity team. Student Life 9

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Monday August 28 8:05 — It was ready for us like a cat waiting to pounce upon a mouse as we walked Hrough, thedoorsanmers ] wish for gust 28. The outside heat ® d °,e a Shcncine mae air conditioning of the dark halls. Wednesday 8:15 — Loaded with books, August 30 we pushed our way to home- room. Rule books, insur- EGO == Middle of the week ance forms, registration 2:30 — After six periods of blues crept in along with rising temperatures. “‘I wish this place had air con- ditioning,’’ echoed throughout our classes as we grumbled about the heat. sheets, locker numbers and combinations put a bulge in our new 89 notebooks. trying to get our minds back in the swing of things, we allowed our thoughts to wander. For all the noise 10:00 — Sweat stained our they made, the fans failed new tee shirts and nervous to stir up enough air for perspiration streamed down a cool breeze, and they ne- our backs, forcing us to ver seemed to face in the stick to our desks. right direction. Hootin’ and hollerin’ seniors ex- plode with energy at the first pep rally. Despite efforts, the juniors 1:33 — Fire drill! Finally won the spirit stick. a little break from class. Friday 12:15 — Lunch at last. Home- 2:45 — The sound of the last September 1 work assignments were tem- bell set us free for an af- porarily forgotten as we ternoon of athletic prac- 8:00 — Droopy-eyed juniors headed to the cafeteria. tices, tubing in the river, and seniors stumbled through Hot milk and empty ice or a quick stop by Carl's. the halls. Some of us looked cream freezers greeted the like we needed tooth picks 210 of us who were forced to stay at school for lunch. Those of us who craved pota- to chips and Fritos were disappointed to find our favorites replaced by Tasty- kakes. to hold open our eyes. ‘Well, how many cups of coffee did you need to stay awake last night?’’ American lit and algebra-trig homework had struck. 2:15 — Sounds of books crash- ing to the bottom of lockers and doors slamming followed us on our way to the gym for the first pep rally. 2:20 — Blaring band music and cries of ‘Save me a seat’’ Hot and humid weather invaded floated across the gym floor the city during the first week of as we rushed to our class school. Junior David Hargo cools section. The cheerleaders OE a ron Or exploded onto the floor with new uniforms as well as new spirit. Donna Bache made a quick visit to the spirit box and popped out with pep and Robert Payne. Hootin’ and hollerin’ reached its pea k during roll call while some of us searched under rocking bleachers for lost books and purses. Shouting for victory, we left the gym ready for the weekend and the first foot- ball game against Stafford. Energy and enthusiasm erupt from the center front section set aside for seniors during assemblies. The first was a rock concert. i WM TH Helping hand — Chip Nunnally receives advice on fixing his tie for his senior portrait. Makeups were taken in the library. a ml) Att AA DPANLUUNTRU WW ) 8 Opening of School

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8:15—fourth down and long yardage The alarm clock went off. my clothes and caught a Street, my friends and I I weaved my way in and out I jumped straight up in quick glance of myself in could hear the sounds of of the student traffic on bed. The clock said 7:00 the mirror. I was the per- the band practicing. the way to my locker. It a.m., but my body felt fect picture of death. was hard to believe the . like 2:00 a.m. I threw Smells of cheese biscuits number of people waiting in back the sheets and dis- After transforming myself baking and bacon sizzling line for absentee passes. covered that I had slept on from a creature out of greeted us as we entered a hair brush. I gathered a horror movie to a Walt the cafeteria. After balanc- Disney character, I ing my books and the tray, tripped down the stairs and I scrounged around in my pocket ; Chilly wind and damp grass didn’t a A Kear Her £ h ae yP To start the day off right, senior catch bass clarinet player Angela out the door. is Feac c or the 30° for Kevin Brown and freshman Lewis Chance unprepared, 7130 am prac. the cornermor Washington breakfast. Adams gulp down a quick breakfast tices brought out sneakers. Avenue and Mary Ball of scrambled eggs. 8:05 chaos in the parking lot creates traffic hazards. Judy Williams pauses to tie her shoe as Reese Coleman holds her books. Squealing brakes and the sound of changing gears accompany freshman George Washington on his ride up Mary Ball Street. 10 Early Morning