Melrose High School - Log Yearbook (Melrose, MA)

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Mike Shaw absorbs all he can. Gobblers and players - none are immune from the “term paper syndrome . Yes, we had many different tastes. The task of satisfying them all fell to the teachers. They had to devise a pleasing menu. Some of their main course offerings lead to classic prob- lems. There was the night before the English exam, trying to determine the difference between an adverbial clause and a dangling participle. Of course, the chef’s specialty was the term paper ordeal. When buried under 700 3x5 cards at 2:00 in the morning before the 20 page paper was due, indigestion often result- ed. These trials seemed like the ultimate endurance test, until we were served dessert! Stumbling into A Block Mod- ern Algebra II on a Monday morning, you were handed a surprise quiz and saw 7x2 + 4 xy - 3y + 83 = 9xy3 threatening your brain. Be honest, wouldn’t that look like liver and onions to you? Ruth Tender Gordon Wood Warren Wood Coordinator Mathmatics Coordinator Language Arts Director Music 9

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Liver And Onions? Academics can be compared to a dinner of liver and onions. Some people ate it up while others couldn ' t seem to get it down. A person did not need to have a trained eye to pick out the ones who were gobbling their knowledge from those who were just playing with it The gobblers seemed to be hunched over their Shakespeare essays and quadratic formulas trying to digest as much as possible. Though their appe- tites and anxieties sometimes resulted in ulcers, the gobblers usually left high school full and satisfied. The players, on the other hand, would be seen reclining in comfortable chairs, closing their Hamlet notes and never getting around to solving for the value of “x.” They did not care for the main course. “I can ' t believe I ate the whole thing! moans Joe D ' Agostino. 400 pages to read by next period - Karen Stiles rises to the challenge. Does indigestion or malnutrition plague Susan Fusco? Richard Hildreth Coordinator Social Studies Joseph Hoague Director Physical Education Lawrence Leistinger Coordinator Science 8

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Our School “Wow! Hey not bad! Yeah. I kinda like it. But purple doors? These were the typical remarks over- heard when we first entered the new- building. We were sophomores. Be- wildered. Intimidated. Overwhelmed. We were dazzled- by fresh white paint, vibrant colors, and an enormous- what did they call it? Resource Center! Then they gave us maps. Clutching them, we navigated the hallways. But, they really didn ' t help. You should have tried to find the gym. Mission Impos- sible! Triangular white rooms with no windows, trapezoid-shaped desks with no graffiti- geometric wonders! Not only did the coridors have brilliant carpets- they had names! Pi Alley, Da Vinci Drive, and Lincoln Lane. We found ourselves in a new world- different and unfamiliar, but with plenty to marvel at! The first hectic year soon faded into a memory... until... September 1977 - For the third time, we, the seniors, passed through the purple doors (purple doors?). Yet, this time, the building was no longer an unfamiliar and overpowering structure. It was a place that had something for all of us, a place where we could feel at home, where we could have the times of our lives- it was OUR SCHOOL! One big happy family ! Mr Frontero enjoys a Thanksgiving dinner prepared by cooking students. Carol Aliment! Angela Allen Mathematics Foreign Language Richard Allen Ruthanne Arbeit Social Studies Art “I must be going the right way!” Donna Bonaiuto navigates through the hallway. Last minute repair. Joe DeCroteau stitches up his jacket. Francis Ball Donald Barnes Physical Education Occupational Ed. 10