Lexington High School - Lexington Yearbook (Lexington, MA)

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Mary Maddox, Rhonda Harri- son, and Anna Zilberberg do community service work as they prop up the wall of the sci- ence building. “You expect seniors to study?” wonders Karen Casendino as Debbie Arin continues to sleep.

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ure, home’ll always S be there when you need it, but where are you going to go during your free blocks?” Many students claim a particular place as their ‘home away from home,’ while others relax or work in various locations. Often before school, students will sit and talk for a while be- fore making the transition to A block. Conversation here usually consists of phrases such as “did you understand the - - - home- work?” and “| want to go back to sleep.” Later in the day, hangout conversation is much more lively. When students have free time, they relax either in study hall or elsewhere. Most people would agree that the ‘elsewhere’ stu- dents have a much better time than those in study hall, who must Communi- cate silently with awkward gestures. Once a month, on pro- fessional day, the majority of LHS students descend like locusts upon the mer- chants of Lexington center. Vast amounts of chinese food are consumed by ii ee ORE OR LMI LIONS IOS IE we sees Hanging Out== hungry students who lend true meaning to the words ‘all-you-can-eat-buffet. ’ On other days, for fewer students, the center is still a popular meeting-place. Whether they hang out in J house, C house, G house, the F house logs, the locker room, the senior quad, or anywhere else, all students have a special ‘home away from home.’ ORR “You are joking. It’s not really Saturday, is it?’’ plead Heather Hartshorn and Ruth McGillion. “Did you say hanging out?” asks senior Steve Luke.

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he opulent surround- if ings of the Burlington ¥ Marriot created the perfect setting for the Ju- nior Prom on Thursday, June 13, 1985. Many couples ar- rived early, via a chauf- feured limousine or the family car, to have their pictures taken as a lasting memento of the evening. Dinner was elegant, with waiters balancing loaded trays and dexterously serv- ing the salads, the main courses, and the desserts. Sik swirled and taffeta rustled as couples danced on the crowded wooden floor. The evening was magical. Then the last strains of Bob Seger’s song Turn the Page faded away, people slowly moved to gather their wineglasses and flowers as mementoes of the evening. Many cou- ples went to parties which sould continue the en- chanted mood of the evening until the first Jackie Ryan, Monica Scharf, and Rena Bonardi see mirror images of Prom ‘85. “We want you to know we planned this,” explain Carolyn Price and Katie Kemper.