Minnetonka High School - Voyageur Yearbook (Excelsior, MN)

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A Sophomore is defined as being a person in his second year of high school; a lower classman. At Minnetonka, a tenth grader was only in his first year, definitely considered a lower classman. “It’s like getting a swirly every day of your life.” said Paul Stiller, half seriously and half jokingly. ‘‘Being a sophomore is like being cut down from the race.” he added. Julie Flaskerud went right to the [joint, “It's the pits! It's boring and I hate being the youngest!” Being a sophomore at MHS is even worse when you have an older brother or sister. “It’s like being a fine young fawn nibbling on clovers and grass, when all of a sudden, you choke on a hunk of slug, and die.” Tim Prague wittily contributed. Dave Lund even made up a limerick: “There once was a sophomore who stated; Seniors are cloned, not created. The senior class after his-------, and now his body is deflated. Being a sophomore is not bad. Renae Olson said. “It’s fun, meet all kinds of people and there are a lot of clubs for every interest imaginable offered. Diane Wakefield was a little lukewarm about the good reasons for being a tenth grader, but she added. At least it’s better than being in Junior High. “The only good thing, Michele Milstead said, is that you can't be blamed for anything. You’re sup-jjosed to be a ‘dumb’ Sophomore ’ All in all, everyone agreed that they couldn’t wait until next year when they could pick on SOPHOMORES! PAGE 8: 1: Jenny Andrews socializes at Mac Donalds after a football game. 2: Sophomore: Doug Hohertz. PAGE 9: 1: Being a sophomore means putting a little extra time in the library for Glen Marklend. 2: The sophomore Homecoming Moat at the annual parade in Excelsior. 81 Sophomores

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Simulating a cold, (cough, cough, choke) as you slowly opened the door to the nurse’s office. “Do you have anything for a sore throat?” You asked, with a watering mouth in anticipation. “Yes, in the cannis-ter,” replies the nurse. Quickly you reach in and grab a piece of lemon candy. That was the hard way to get a treat at MHS. Many teachers would hand out candy as often as assignments. Such as when you were assigned to the sweat shop to take a test and relied on Mrs. Titsworth’s treats to get you through. Those great suckers, that Mr. Skoy found excuses to give out: birthdays, a girl’s basketball victory, or just because it was Tuesday. When it became unbearably hot, Mr. Skoy would provide popsicles to cool his English classes. Of course, the science wing had their share of confections. Thanksgiving turned chemistry into Thames’s Candy Shop, which smelled of wintergreen, cinnamon, and licorice. Then around Christmas, chemistry classes transformed into old fashioned ice cream parlors. These suckers, ice cream, lemon drops provided the kind of encouragement we thrived on. 1. Mr. Skoy (in his button-down shirt) handed out a birthday sucker to junior Lit X class. A.Adxoff J. Aim worth H. Allan M.Alien P.Aman C.Andersen V Andersen A.Anderson C Anderson D. Anderson F. Anderson K Anderson P. Anderson R. Anderson W Anderson K. And rads M Andre J. Andrews M A rears M Amr B A rone K. Arndt 0 AskeUnd W. Aso J. Aspclin J. Atherton D. BabaU J, Bakke K Bnrlau T. Bsrr S. Bartet W Bsrtholow S. Bauer R Benirk J. Bennyhoff C. Benson D. Benti T. Berber A. Berjj A. Bcrglund Berquisl M. Bergsiirn R Berset J. Bevrrsdorf C. BirkUnd D Blsckowisk R Blsckowiak 0. Blodgell 10 Sophomores Ad-BI