Kennedy High School - Profiles Yearbook (Bloomington, MN)

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things for themselves. Loft: The formality of Eastcliff provides a fitting background lor this Homecoming royalty portrait. The ottici.il residence for the president ot the University of Minnesota. Eastcli t is located on St. Paul's River Boulevard. The royalty: Paul Moo and Barb Spies. Sophomore Attendants. Laura Beckman and Craig Clements, Sophomore Ambassadors; Chris Lembeck and Lisa Jones. Mark Bon ean and Barb Braskel. Senior Royalty: Lisa Ramey and Mike Walsh. Senior Ambassadors: Queen Lisa Pnhl and King Dave Meier: Krislie Scherbor and John Murphy. Junior Ambassadors: Hope Howard and Paul Adams. Kelly Simons and Kevin Halaska. Senior Royalty: and Diego Wendt and Anne Lensegrav, Junior Attendants. Some days, it was so good to be alive. Good to be your age — 15. 16, or 17 — and good to be a student. Even better, to be a Kennedy student. Homecoming was one of those days. It couldn't help but be, for the memories you tucked away from that day would stay with you long after everything else about high school had been forgotten. There it was ... a gym covered over with blue and gold, dazzling with glitter and spotlights and smiles, brimming over with music and applause. And royalty — friends, after all, but for this moment, royalty — wearing the crowns, capes, and traditions that belong to every year, but only to this school. Your school. Yes, you said, that was good. For it made you feel good to be a student, to see and hear and absorb. To develop a loyalty. To be here. Lett: Their crowning continues a tradition that goes back 19 years to Kennedy's beginnings. And tor Queen Lisa PahI and King Dave Meier this was a prime time for pride. ■: 15

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Right from the first day, you were in troublo. That’s because from that first hour of class on, you were hopelessly behind. Behind on your reading, behind on your lob reports, behind on your math problems, steno exercises, and drafting designs. You were in trouble. The calendar said that the school year would only last nine months. What the calendar could not know, however, was that nine months for a student are not lust ... nine months. They are an endless exercise in pressure. The pressure mounted, day by day, night by night, as you struggled through 24-hour timebtocks that never were long enough to allow you to keep up. Keep up? How? You were not just involvod in six classes lasting one hour each. You were entangled in a way of life, of learning, that forced your days to stretch far into nights that ended up being all too short. School work wasn't the only thing you were behind on. Try sleep. Abovo: Hu own ah Above: A night without mework? Dream on, The lamp, tho books, and a at nek of unfinished work ware telltale sign that a student waa hard at work — again. For Nick hi a award-wlnm tt chiuquo on an or