North Side High School - Legend Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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Chocoholic expresses opinions on habit It was 4:30 p.m. The library was silent. Suddenly, after hours of studying physics, the urge for something, something good and sweet, came on. Senior Don Roberts reached in his coat pocket and pulled out a Cad- berry Wispa Chocolate Bar. He looked carefully to the right and then to the left, making sure he didn ' t recognize any acquaint- ances, associates, or friends with whom he would have to share his Wispa Bar. When the coast was clear, he quickly re- moved the wrapper and bit into the candy. Ah! Chocolate, said he. Yes, Don Roberts had the symptoms of a chocoholic. First, chocolate became a ne- cessity in his everyday life. Pea- nut M M ' s, gourmet ice cream (chocolate fudge, chocolate mousse, and chocolate royale, of course), fudge kisses and chocolate-covered pineapple — these he had a least once a day. Why, he actually put chocolate in his coke. I don ' t like to see chocolate go to waste, said Don. Secondly, he protected his chocolate from others as if it were a precious jewel that no one could even look at, let alone touch. However, he wasn ' t stingy. No, that he was not; he would share with others his tapes and records, books, favorite pens, calculator, and notes. But not under any cir- cumstances did he like sharing anything that was chocolate. However, Don wasn ' t ob- sessed with chocolate to the point where he lost all sensible thinking. Although he men- tioned that chocolate was na- ture ' s most perfect food, he also admitted that too much chocolate could be bad for one ' s health. Chocolate is terrible on the skin and the inside of the mouth. And since most people prefer sweetened chocolate over bitter, it can lead to weight gain and cavities, he said. In view of this, Don had tried to curb his chocolate appetite by reducing chocolate portions, eating chocolate less frequent- ly, and going cold turkey at Lent. Yet, somehow he had fal- len off the wagon and resumed his old chocolate habits. However, he sympathized with those chocoholics who, like himself, had tried to give up chocolate. For those really seri- ous about finding help for their problem, he recommended this: See a psychiatrist. You ' d really have to be crazy to want to give up chocolate. SUPPORTING a daily chocolate habit was expensive for Don Roberts. He takes a break from his studies to enjoy a Wispa candy bar. NOT risking a chance at sharing his chocolate with anyone, Don eats more candy while hiding in the aisle of the li- brary. Perfect Food CHOCOHOLIC 1 7

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Fort Wayne: changes, traditions Noise, noise, and more noise. Construction workers were known to be the major cause of it. The community had been under a great deal of work, which meant a lot of changes. Either at school or in the downtown area, renova- tions were made. But there are some things that Fort Wayne would not change. For instance, the Three Rivers Festival. This was the time of colorful parades, and lots and lots of delicious food. The festival also brought concerts, which pleased many teenagers. A LOOK at downtown Fort Wayne after another school day The one thi ng I enjoy about Fort Wayne is that certain time of the year when everyone comes together for the Three Rivers Festival, said Sonya Berry, junior. To serve the community, North Side had many organi- zations that helped to bring people together. There are a lot of organiza- tions in this community that help people, such as Project L.E.A.D. We go out and help the community in any way pos- sible, especially the elderly, said Alan Witchey, senior. A GRADUATE of North Side, Stanley D. Powell, greets Mike Ruiz, senior. One of the rewards of being a door- man at the Hilton is meeting many dif- ferent people. 16 FORT WAYNE

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MRS. Loretta Harris, secretary, does her best imitation of Bong, bong, bong ' QUENCHING his thirst, Robbie Bur- It ' s a tough job, but somebody ' s got to nett, senior, is relieved after a long, do it refreshing drink a i Bong, bong, bong! Time for next class The sounds of students des- perately trying to get it all to- gether filled the halls between classes. Most people would imagine the laughter, talking, and yelling echoing down the lively hallways. But those were not the only sounds bombard- ing the ears of Redskins scurry- ing from one class to another. It all began with the bell, or if it was not working, Mrs. Loretta Harris ' s creative substitute of Bong, bong! The loud explosion of doors flying open shattered the silent corridors; the horse-like clop of shoes prancing down steps filled the air; and the slosh of soles that never left the floor irritated ears. The unhinging slam of lockers flung about reverberating rat- tles. Nearby, someone quickly lapped upon an arc of bubbling water before it splashed and spattered against the white por- celain. Students broke the barrier be- tween chaos and sanity when they entered their classes. The grinding of a hungry pen- cil sharpener cracked the stiff atmosphere. Graphite and rough rolling pens frantically scratched at papers. The soft shining textbooks were frisked for a missplaced homework as- signment. And a continuous clicking noise flowed from a calculator brutally punched by a student anxious for answers to an uncompleted assignment. These small, barely distin- guished sounds were a very im- portant part of the vivid school days memories that developed from students ' everyday exper- iences. It was hard to believe that so many sounds could be produced in just one five-minute period. OH, no ' I ' m late for class! Tara Little, junior, quicWy bends down to pick up her papers 18 TAKE 5