Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

Text from Pages 1 - 190 of the 1971 volume:

TATLER 1971 Northrop Collegiate School TATLER STAFF 71 Pamela Hughes, Editor Wendy Winer Georgia Murphy Martha Beery Debbie Cox Pam Brady Paula Thomas Candy Dow Cathy Baker Diane Colborn Peggy DeLaittre Julia Plant Marcia McCary Louise Bell Ginger Owens Charlotte Vaughan Mary Owens Wendy Willis Becky Scott Barb Klobe Dianne Carlson Beth Lindahl Miranda George Nancy Hunt Sue Huff TATLER STAFF Time it was, And what a time it was It was A time of innocence, A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph. Preserve your memories; They’re all that’s left of you.” Paul Simon c 1968 Paul Simon Used with permission of the Publisher i very humbly thank you which could grin A Turkish tiger, spiced in soul A jagged cold light, gloom-piercing And crazyman, with monster stance The tough, mercurial mama; a glorious temper Flapping in a sharp gust, you little painted bird Bittersweet savior with littleboy eyes Cherubic devil, vital as Zorba A bold-faced anemone curling with life Enflame us with vigor, console us with sighs Untranslatable shrugs and glares ride on. You 0 funny mother of poets, grammar and gaiety Mrs. Illimitable Stock, for you we echo cummings: PQrs. Scott Ode to Miss Ellinwood There once was a teacher of Math Who was known for not showing her wrath For twenty-five years She’s been justly revered For her cello, her smile and her laugh. p Re.: Miss Janet M. Gray We would highly recommend this candidate who has completed twenty five years of excellent service in the field of educational guidance. Besides her obvious administrative qualifications, her sturdy character has endeared her to students, faculty and trustees alike. Surely her exemplary record will assure her reputation as a concerned and sympathetic woman. Thank you, Northrop Collegiate School From left to.right: Mis Mi - — 3Ut- L Miss Janet M. Gray, Principal Mrs. Elizabeth Bryan. Director of the Lower School. Miss Lois Nottbohm, Director of the Upper School. nuwuwn Mrs. Jean Chamberlain Sixth Grade 'r . Libby Siegel Second Grade Mrs. Paula Tlton History Mrs. Babara Stock English Mrs. Susan Collins French Mrs. Janet Woolman History Mrs. Dee Ann Crossley Music Mrs. Jane Rice English Mrs. Helen Edie French Mrs. Ann Hutchins Family Living Mr. John A. Sweetser ill English Mrs. Gillian Schoonover Latin Mrs. Cecilia de Gregory French and Italian Mrs. Shirlee Scott Speech and Drama Mrs. Jean Cornell Librarian Miss Dorothy Ellinwood Math Mrs. Doris Gloppen Dining Room Supervisor Mrs. Dorothea Johnson Home Economics Mr, Norbert Rhode Mr. Monty Carlson Science Mrs. Shirley Bertelson Piano Mrs. Margaret Taile French Mrs. Evelyn Singer English Top row: B. Darling. M. Warner. E. Dodd. S. Whiteman. C. Vaughan. Middle row: L. Watson. S. Dayton. M. Callahan. L. Peterson. J. Littlejohn. M. Pratt. Mrs. Johnson. Bottom row; L. Wohlrabe. C. Quiggle. C. Dixon. E. Sweetser. S. Aurand. M. Dunn. PICNIC TODAY i m n n n q. _ A REFLECTION OF THE LOWER SCHOOL climbing those magical castles you just created out of the nothingness of sunshine and watching these very same castles crumble between the anxious sweat of your hands tiptoeingly turning to catch the free-flowing breeze that just stumbled into your castle, but finding instead that curly friend of yours that breaks out in freckles and teeth every time she smiles which she does just then forgetting yourself hilariously and running to hug that bunch of joy because she just saved you from getting buried in your own crumbling castles, never mind that now you’ve got games to play and a thousand, million, trillion giggles to giggle and so much rolling and tumbling to get in we only hope you are able to get enough in before it’s too late before you stop being a child of nature full of grass stains and mishaps and those all-consuming spurts of utter joy which seem to surge over you whenever the sun shines for you, I pray, will never die Holmberg, T. Erickson. J. Stelnmann. G. Holteri. J. Peterson, R. Danyluk, H. le, M. Kullberfc J. Bobs, J. McNutt, N. Jenkins. C. Nilsen, L. Wohlrabe. S. Inge in ANY CP THESE 00 YOU KHOW ? A VISION OF THE UPPER SCHOOL Leave Yourself, Come down the dangerous halls Down and apart from that predictable place unto our netherworld; Grey absurdity calls Where weeds fail to blossom to cool hothouse grace. Bosch would have painted these sibilant Furies who cry out false hunger, Whose pierced ears are tin. They decide comrades’ doom as judges and juries. Beware of bluish beauty: there is wildness within. The mouths spew out flames; the pens create theses. If the notebook is lost, their wisdom is gone. Education is icy; who knows where the peace is? Buried in schedules You fail to note the coming dawn. Master and Student — Where lies the division? Every face is enflamed With the chaotic vision. HiAXMok l-fcOfU o tr q uj L Top row: M. Sanford. C. Stock. S. Bowman. E. Hersey. D. Wong. M. Murray. Second row: A. Eisenberg, P. Pentz. K. Leslie. J. Clark. M. Polk. V. Parchman. Top row: L. Drill. D. Wagner, L. Slade, J. Jacobs. A. Cousineau. M. Williams. E. Child. T. Knudson. Second D. Sharpe. C. Savage. L. Peterson, J. Harper. E. Shuck. lop row: L. Nolan. M. Sweetser, R. Peebles. A. Goodale, E. Sedgwick. J. Powell, K. Dunn. G. West. E. Beery. Second row: L. Kennedy. N. Pikovsky. M. Clark. M. Walsh. F. Siftar. Absent — M. Markoe. First row: (down) M. Leslie, P. Whiteman, K. Krogness, D. Eggers, J. Aby. Second row: G. Nordiing, N. Melzer, A. deLaittre, K. Doyle, C. Ryan. First row: L. Leslie, A. Bendickson, L. Hirshfield. D. Lueck, J. Siegel. Second row: B. Atwater, L. Baker, E. Peterson, H Schork. First row: R. Curtis, K. MacMillian, C. Groves. T. Brown, D. Klein. Second row: M. Ritz, L. Gregory, P. deVries. A. Hughes, J. Webb. Top row: L. MacLeod. C. Peeps. L. Brock. K. Sweetser. M. Morin. T. MacMillan. Second row: S. Anderson, G. Ide. N. Beckley. S. De Laittre, K. Bryant. Third row: J. Clarke. P. Tumulty. K. Hanvik. Fourth row: A. Kasper. K. Ringer, A. Summer. GRADE 9 Top row: D. Anderson. K. Hersey. Second row: N. Ringer, C. Anson. Third row: L. Horn. K. Spurzem, G. Grant. Fourth row: S. Brooks, 8. Long. M. McNutt. S. Noll. Fifth row: L. Winton. K. Nalen, J. Peterson. L. Witcher. J. Coleman. Front row: A. Clark, L. Warhol. B. Bean. N. Nolan, M. Tumulty. Top row; M. Wyer, L. Thiede, C. Polk, L. Jackley, S. Haertel. Middle row: L. Gamble, A. Hart, J. Weiser, S. Saunders, L. Hawley, K. Shedd. Bottom row: C. Holtzerman, R. McCraney, M. Dunn. Top row: J. Birnberg, J. Fansler, G. Glaefke. Middle row: S. VanDusen. K. Hammerel, M. Staples, S. McVay, J. Cowles. S. Kar lins. Bottom row: I. Pour-el, C. Winslow, L. Wolvatne. Absent - D. Fraser, L. Hawkins, K. Priedeman. Sixth row: S. Abry, L. Weber. K. Kerr, L. Watson, M. D. Ryerse. Fifth row: F. Peacock, J. Littlejohn, C. Dixon. S. Sandrock. E. Siegel, M. Warner, M. Pratt. S. Whiteman. Fourth row: D. McCartney, S. Nicholson, M. Doerr, M. Callahan. A. Bilden, A. Williams. E. Dodd. Third row: B. Wonson, J. Radebaugh, L. Peterson. C. Vaughan. S. Aurand. Second row: L. Wohlrabe, J. Peterson, M. Corwin, L. Budd. B. Darling, E. Sweetser, S. La Roy. First Row: C. Quiggle, C. Cozzetto, S. Dayton, J. Peterson. Absent — C. Bean, D. Beaver. K. Cook, A. Kaplan. To a Good Kid that I Know If I told you, you could have three circuses and a zoo on a platter, You’d offer to share it with us. If I told you that I was totally sad, Suicidal and depressed, You would be too — and then find us light. If you won a supercolossal sweepstakes trip trimmed to Hawaii You’d stayhome if I needed company. If I hated someone enough to kill draw and even quarter You’d hate them too, and then find us all a way to love them. We’re lucky, I’m lucky, to have you. Molly Pratt 11 Hate lives in the smallest corner of your heart, servant of the devil. Leashed in the corner, it is not harmful. But when unleashed, it fiercely lashes, pierces, attackes. hurts. Ellen Shuck 7 SMILE!! Let it all loose I mean, really smile, Let people see your teeth, And even your tongue. Kathy Dunn 7 She is a big white cat whose cunning Is prodigious and appreciable — Her wide eyes set one wondering as to What deviltry is forthcoming. What is the charm that makes her smile? A well-played joke, a perfect pounce. Her very step is a light cat’s p. .a..t..t. .e. .r With perfect aplomb will she I e a P at your thoughts and claw her way to an astounding rejoinder. Cats dance a little sideways (as does she). In admiration we long for cat qualities: CATHY BAKER Where am I going? I don’t quite know. Down to the stream where the king-cups grow — Up on the hill where the pine trees blow — Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know. Margaret’s kaleidoscope being Is a mutable pattern of mellow colors. From a distance the diamond shapes Soften and blur before entranced vision. With rainbow delicacy, with seedling gentleness She grows to wildflower height in sunlight Of stemming thoughts, of answers found. In a frail, seasonal body swaying to The wind’s call, she admires the day And denies the existence of sadness Where am I going? I don’t quite know. What does it matter where people go. Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow — Anywhere, anywhere, I don’t know.” A. A. Milne MARGARET BECKLEY Where’s Martha? being the whole of her part, up, always looking putting her foot down, Behind every strong man ” on a search for the world, on the wall and beam, unhiding in the c o r n e r Rah,Rah, Rah! MARTHA BEERY She was not just small — which enhances a woman — but excessively small.” Solzhenitsyn 73 planning the next LOUISE BELL Bell adventure on a magic carpet you can see it in her eyes — intense — following her whims all at once daydreaming entertaining en masse eating cheese taking carrots to her donkey waltzing all night, the nimble nymph crying and laughing with you scattered there, here and everywhere All the escapades that backfired but the humor was worth it. Not roofed but What is longing made from? What cloth is put into it That is does not wear out with use? The moon rises in vast waves But longing never rises from the heart. Welsh 17th century blowing no leaves just senses growing an object straining senses raining suns flying wings dying water spashes fur flashes an object straining touches crashes Flying through your mind — colors of a thousand reactions, stumbling reactions, high-geared emotions. Filled with so much energy that she rarely comes down to breathe tripping in and out of your world. leaving a couple of daisies to remind you of her love. She twirls and dances — jumping from one tree to the next, climbing high mountains sun-topped with laughter; tumbling down again right into someone’s life. Then you find her sitting right there in front of you — her face filled with that turned-on wonder look that puts you on her magical merry-go-round of life. PAM BRADY I can really love. I can really love. I can really love like a mountain that’s a river growing, that rolls.’’ Neil Young DIANNE JEAN CARLSON At midday the sun stood equally distant from the either goal. With eyes of the moon she lives, in simplicity. Never knowing whether to join the mountain springs or to stay with the chase so she withdraws to Nemorensis and a state of independence which is respected sometimes loved by both. II Inverted the forest holds her back so does her newly found maternal role so she stays living through highs and lows. Ill Dianne is the rays of sunlight the forest is her world Midday Midway soon, someday she will reach the stars. The silent river DIANE COLBORN moves strong, deep and wise changing all she touches oblivious of the silly noisy streams which feed from her for her currents have the power to dent solid rock unlike those streams which merely touch the surface. I wanted only to try to live in accord with the fine promptings which came from my true self, why was that so very difficult? Herman Hesse From my prison cell I have watched America slowly come awake. It is not fully awake yet, but there is soul in the air and everywhere I see beauty. Eldridge Cleaver i sit on a gigantic red rock which is covered with green lichen, i look out onto a calm, blue pine bordered lake, i feel hot sun and cold wind on my bare face, i hear the faraway voices of my family. i sit at a brown wooden table in a hot classroom. i feel my thighs stick to the seat of a brown wooden chair, i see a small boy wearing a white t-shirt throw a book at me. i hear him mutter, 'I don’t wanna learn ta read, so leave me alone!’ i clench my fists and i clap my hands and i laugh and i hold back tears and i am. DEBORAH JUNE COX She drifts on, Running to a cause That lies hidden Somewhere beneath the Echoes of her conscientiousness. Maybe somedays she will look at you As though she doesn't really see you. But she knows more about What’s in your head Than you do. And then maybe she will smile You don’t know why, But you’re delighted that she Chose to smile at you. Where lies the final harbour, whence we unmoor no more? Melville Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. Thoreau There are too many books I haven’t read, too many plays I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough. Irwin Shaw I want to be alone. Greta Garbo Peggy’s kinda like a river, chuckling all the way down never stopping never ending just bouncing. PEGGY DELAITTRE And like a river she’s able to upset practically anything even your mind for in her fantastically subtle hysterically smooth way she’s able to take her sense of humor and split you right open and get you to feeling like your senses have been psychedelically tripping from here to Texas and back just when you feel like you’re lying all over the sky, she quietly puts you back together again with her smile suddenly the sun is shining a little brighter. Rushing Frantic CANDY DOW Nervous Trying Sunshine Shadows Wanting Working Friendly Fearsome Lonesome Outgoing Hopeful for the future pounding along riding the foam crests more or less on business of a sort but not really part of the stormy sea my mind far away hoping to find my destiny on a shimmering glassy plain. What you can do, or dream you can, begin it: Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.” Goethe You have to make the good times yourself take the little times and make them into big times and save the times that are all right for the ones that aren’t so good.” Rod McKuen Mary is Somehow Mary is somehow apart from the crowd just 'cause of how she is. How she comes on gentle only tough and how there is a power in her presence and a fine head for humor and a fine head for thought and a fine head, and on account of how she is sometimes the clown and sometimes the thinker and on account of how she comes on direct without place for pretension and how you somehow know she would never let you down and how she is MARIA and how she just somehow manages to stand out just because she is Mary. MARY FEIDT Girl with no eyes Who can she be. Girl with no eyes She’s looking at me. It’s a Beautiful Day Leave the gasping city which has deafened you Forsake the nation that seeks to stifle your song Come away from the elected murders and loud crowds The multitude who, shrouded in still, impenetrable ice, Would have us freeze into their mad society, forever. Deny the beast its prey. Refute their reasoning, for its base is in blood. Heed not the words that spill from empty jaws Open your eyes to their monstrous intent. Flee the logic of tyrants; escape red, white and blue doom. The time will not favor those who sell their dreams. For they will die in chains. Let us go then, you and I, to an island no one knows, A gentle part of earth where the love of wildness grows. MIRANDA LIGEIA GEORGE Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy. Easy the way it’s supposed to be. Silver people on the shoreline let us be. Talkin’ ’bout very free, and easy. Horror grips us as we watch you die. All we can do is echo your anguished cries. Stare as all your human feelings die. We are leaving, you don’t need us. Go take a sister, then, by the hand. Lead her far from this foreign land. Far Away, where we might laugh again. We are leaving, you don’t need us. And it’s a fair wind, blowin' warm out of the south Over my shoulder. Guess I’ll set a course and go. ’ WOODEN SHIPS’ by STEPHEN STILLS and DAVID CROSBY c 1969. GOLD HILL MUSIC. INC. and GUERILLA MUSIC, used by permission . SARAH GRANT No one is too small to be able to help a friend.” 83 Anonymous SUSAN HUFF Never mind a change of scene — Try a change of thinking.” 8d John Kendrick Bangs I must explain about Pamela and dandylions: they have always gone together, in the spring in blue sweaters with horses and spring mornings with memories and times just for poetry. And so now when I find two by a high lake and a somewhere mountain meadow I must explain about Pamela and dandylions. 8 20 70 What more can I say about the onceuponatime Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands? PAMELA HUGHES NANCY HUNT Nancy — when Nancy says something, it kinda throws you off guard, but once it gets a hold of ya it begins to ring inside your head — shattering every silly, egotistical belief you might have had — but then right after it’s through ripping apart your brain, it begins to give you a safe You know I believe in you” kind of feeling — and then you know you’re all right — ’cause Nancy’s sitting right there beginning to chuckle at something hysterically funny she murmured under her breath — even though you’re not quite sure what it was — she’s got you laughing just as hard. Excuse me while I kiss the sky ”1 ain’t the kind of woman to make your life a bed of ease, But if you’re going drinking, won’t ya invite me along, please Janis Joplin 86 « Til paint rainbows all over your blues.” John B. Sebastian BARB KLOBE Have you ever been in a world of laughter and sunshine where the wind blows free and the sky is always blue? There among the daffodils and daisies is a little girl bubbling over with an enthusiasm for what life should be. This world belongs to Barb And she’ll live and love in this world forever. — then awaken Fyl Free and wonder why you couldn’t have, why you shouldn’t have, why you wouldn’t have. Then think again, and know you could have, and wonder and should have, why you didn’t. Then do. 88 KIM KNUDSON by B.S. BETH LINDAHL maybe someday you’ll climb a mountain a purple-peaked mountain untouched by time where knights roam fighting for their eternally fair maidens a mountain edging on the brink of time spinning in its mystical games of life. far up on top will sit a Queen whose hair plays with the wind and whose eyes ah those eyes step in and there’s just no coming out. those majestic eyes will gather you up and ever so softly she hums some sweetly bewitching tune leading you on leading you on 'f you are not afraid of Queens go up to her with confidence in your eyes and she’ll take you in with her smile and teach you how to play. 89 ELIZABETH SUSAN LOTT ' Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.” St. Matthew 5:7 A sound as of some joyous elf Singing sweet songs to please himself, And, through and over everything, A sense of glad awakening. Edna St. Vincent Millay Ti-ra-la-la-i-tu! I gloat! Hear me!” Rudyard Kipling I have no yesterdays Time took them away. Tomorrow may not be But I have today.” Anonymous MARCIA McCARY You don’t know Marcia until you’ve seen the mysterious sparkle in her eyes turn into hysterical laughter She explodes with enthusiasm and in her logically-energized way she convinces you to do what has to be done and in the end you realize that it's Marcia’s Watch out world, here I come” attitude that always pulls you through, and you can’t help but notice the flowers that s P u P e f everywhere she goes. she’s one of those animalistic, paganistic danes: simply fantastic can you see it it's normally I have to watch Flintstone BANG BANG” METTE M0LLER LISA MORK Lise, Lizard Picture Alice in Wonderland running freely through the wooded hills. And when you see her — her long, yellow hair, and when you hear her — her everlasting laugh, she’ll light your fire knowing your every mood with that special cheerfulness that can only be Lisa’s. 93 like when you are feeling low and staring out of the window wishing you could evaporate, right then georgia comes over, while asking you a couple of questions or talking at her crazy full speed and waving her arms around, she looks you straight in the eyes, you feel better ’cause georgia’s there and looking you in the eyes and that is just the way that georgia makes you feel. GEORGIA MURPHY GINGER OWENS She’s a grown-up little girl always meeting mischief with her sparkling, bubbly-as-a-glass-of-ginger-ale laugh inspired by dreams, but guided by reality whose outer beauty is a reflection of her inner nature. Here’s a kid who can’t give without loving or love without giving And once she’s found real happiness you know it ’cuz her feet touch ground, don’t the Ginger will never be too old to fly kites or to build sandcastles She’s the littlest angel with a tilted halo. Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply to enjoy simply to think freely to risk life to be needed. Anonymous MARY OWENS Usually smiling, often thoughtful, sometimes quiet, always Mary. She’s there when you need her — and when you do she turns on her sun without asking why 'cuz she’s just that way. And then, while you’re wondering what's going on inside her mind Bang! She explodes and she’s Mary, Mary quite contrary determined to make herself heard, until, all sparkly-eyed and Cheshire-cat smiled, she does. Mary owns and operates her own sunshine factory. Wherever the snow falls, the mountain is always; ringed round with dreaming, long after the day.” Anonymous Softly she’ll hum you a lullaby and lull your mind to peace. And under a moon half-bloomed in size She’ll pour your tea And when the tea’s gone Melissa won’t be. for she sings to you as a river to the stars Eternally existing. And when Melissa turns her eyes to you and asks you how you are You know that for just those few seconds Someone in this world is giving their all to you And only you. For in Melissa’s eyes lies complete sincerity And that ever-sought-after warmth of security. And when she begins to smile And nods her head in that intimately understanding way That makes you feel likes there’s some strictly feminine secret between you and her, You want to reach out and hold her in your arms before the feeling slips away, because hugging a true friend is so much more loving than simply saying thanks, friend.” MELISSA PARKER Spread the message of love.” Let the spiritual message of oneness and the divine call to unity, friendship and amicable cooperation reach the hearts and awaken love and brotherhood in the bosom of humanity. Let all the world be circled with love.” Swami Sivananda I can see blonde strands glistening in the sun and impish eyes alive with laughter bodies rolling in green splendor while girls string daisies in their ponytails filling their smiles with the SUNshine of their love Scrambling tumbling dancing playing exalting JULIA PLANT in the grass lying still feeling the earth spinning and spinning then reaching up and squeezing holding tight and praying that you just may have a grip You take my hand — I'll take your hand Together we may get away. Neil Young As the sun fades as the nite grows they turn to the whispering murmurs of fantasy and gather together the pounding energies of their souls and RUN ripping the beach with their rampant feet and screaming amidst the waves of the MOON letting go and riding on Neptune’s trident holding hands and humming the enchanting rituals of the mind CAN YOU SEE IT CAN YOU FEEL IT CAN YOU SENSE THE MOVING SPIRIT OF LIFE??? Come play with the children of the sun and learn how to dance while chasing the moon You see your baby loves to dance. Neil Young Something inside is telling me that I’ve got your secret. Are you still Listening? Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart. Yes, and I love you. Crosby, Stills, and Nash I would run and take hold of your hand If I weren’t afraid you’d laugh at me. Melanie For the children and the Flowers Are my sisters and my brothers. Their laughter and their loveliness Would clear a cloudy day; And the song that I am singing Is a prayer to non-believers Come and stand beside us We can find a better way.” John Denver JODIE ROBB This one is not swayed by your absurdities Nor intimidated by worldly grievances. Her surface is calm as a windless pool; All that is clear and earth-held, breathing, Is silently reflected there. Stand inside her realm, its ruler is sane. The resolute artist’s eye, dark with a wisdom; An exacting look will show you where you are. We admire the quiet language. BECKY SCOTT The steady step of her sad-eyed shadow Will lead to serene and dream-trod shores. The sails of her ship will be filled with stars Long after our voyage is done. BAMBI STRONG Datta, Dayadhvam, Damyata, Shantih shantih shantih T. S. Eliot —Tux. “UV Resolve quod non es. Ooh-ba-ah-nissy-hooga- ah-fa-ah-nishy- goosh-goosh Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young CALIFORNIA GIRL This is It and I am It and You are It and so is That and He is It and She is It and It is It and That is That. from The Book PAULA JANE THOMAS Paula pleasant Paula Thomas, that is, with a red Camaro big smile funny talker serious looker and organized to a T” winks when she eats neat as a pin friendly tall grace quiet but firm loves to laugh and chat about Montana, ranches, and red Cameros. FRANCES THOMPSON how upon a time there is a girl sitting in the middle of a windblown field of daisies And her brown eyes radiate a kind of schizophrenic light which is prismed into the rosy pink of boundless dreams and the dusky grey of clearcut reality and her brown hair blows in a thousand different directions which are as far north Let me take you down cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Lennon — McCartney It's time we stop Children what’s that sound Everybody look what’s going down. Stephen Stills Speak out you got to speak out against the madness you got to speak your mind if you dare. as the coolest sounds of the Who and as far south as the heated anger over racial injustice. David Crosby And you know, when that eye crinkling nose wrinkling mouth grinning body spinning LAUGH of Charlotte’s rings into your brain, man, you just have to bend over in hysterical mirth, yourself. When you see that girl with tears streaming down her face and giggles choking out of her mouth, you don’t have a chance. Yeah, you laugh and laugh with Charlotte. And you always sense that concern for people, and a genuine interest in living lies in the midst of her chuckles CHARLOTTE LINDLEY VAUGHAN There’s nothing worth the wear of winning, But the laughter and the love of friends.” Belloc He was once asked what a friend is, and his answer was, ’one soul abiding two bodies.’ ” Laertius She’s a subtle scream. WENDY SUE WILLIS How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet. William Cowper In a lifetime, man learns that happiness, a precious entity. Is not always plenty. Man cannot always be happy But if he has the ability to love, He will be content endlessly. WENDY WINER ’'Don't be afraid to see yourself As the you-that-you’d-like-to-be, No matter how far removed from the real The you-of-your-dreams may be. Keep dreaming the dream — hitch a ride on a star, Hold tight — never let yourself fall. And one day you'll find that the you-of-your-dreams Is the you-that-is-real, after all.” Helen Marshall Nothing could ever really shake Wendy — she’s always prepared to meet every little up and down. She'll bounce right up to you and then how can you help but smile cuz she always has an answer that helps somehow, In her quiet, sweet, take something serious and make it punny” way she'll tell you she cares without saying so. Wendy’s a friend who comes in when the rest of the world has gone out. People, flickering by, hurrying shadows of light and dark, Reflections in the mirrors of the store, unconcerned, Shadows of themselves, of each other; Which is real, which is the true reflection? Eve Sweetser 11 In your short, .ong-houred I ™ are no signs saying Keep off the grass or Don’t pick the flowers” or No swimming” or ”IMo crossing” And grass is not for cutting flowers are not for watering leaves are not for raking snow is not for shoveling in your brief, free childhood. Anne Hart 10 jllL As a bird on wing, who dives abruptly into the sea, So are we cast into the depths of despair and hopelessness — abruptly. But then as the bird finds what he is looking for, he catapaults up from the sea, from the shining sea, shattering its smooth, glimmering surface with droplets of this sea flying behind him, he comes on. We too find our answer — but not with shattering, we grope and struggle to break this surface, as a tadpole groping to come out of the water — a frog, he finally slithers to the surface — like us, after being cast down, down, find one small thing, and ride that fraction of a nothing to the surface and out, out, out sometime into space, to infinity, to eternity, to forever. Anonymous I saw her yesterday tumbled about in a field of yellow long grass reached for her and covered her as she fell And I saw her laugh and heard it as it danced through the meadow joyfully Maureen Tumulty 9 LORING PARK Two girls wavy long hair blond and brunette slipped out into the night. Crossing the street going into Loring Park they moved slowly, thoughtfully. Suddenly the two girls simultaneously burst forth from their moods. Together they ran leaping like a deer spreading their arms out like the wings of airplanes. They came to a bridge, a quaint, old-fashioned bridge, they stopped, laughing at themselves. Softly one began to sing. Soon the other joined in and their voices were sweet in the cool summer night. Each took a quarter reverently made their wishes out loud and tossed them into Loring Pond. A quiet moment passed ... they went over to a bench by the pond. Sitting down, they watched two ducks, male and female, swim together. They swung around and around a lamp-post, laughing up in its face. X MABKOC Dizzily they did cartwheels and somersaults in the wet grass. A peaceful, calm happiness came over them. So happy were they that tears spilled out. Half-blinded, they hugged each other joyfully and it was an experience neither of them will ever forget. And the summer night wore on. Christy Polk 10 Fall Things Fall brings squash, pumpkins and Halloween. Trees blow in the wind and turn bright colors. They fall to the ground, and the rain makes them shiny and wet. Children rake them up and flop around in them. I wish I could walk down a path in the fall Where no man has gone, not knowing where I am. And putting in my hair, orange and pink leaves. Taking a shower under the trees. Sarah Brink 6 the writing on the wall is proof of our civilization here people express themselves in crude or beautiful ways love and hate and happiness and misery and despair and every emotion in the rainbow all written on the walls of subways and bus stations and airports and bathrooms and every public place known man expresses his desire of communication everywhere except where it’s really needed. Missy Staples 10 Alone: Through Different Eyes All alone, All alone, At last! Again! No human around to interfere with No human around to rescue me from My confrontation with me, myself, and I. My confrontation with me, myself, and I. I am alone: happily, wonderfully alone, I am alone: painfully, frighteningly alone, And, needing no one, no person at all, And, needing someone, any persona at all, I rejoice in my solitude. I shudder in my solitude. Stay away, humanity! Come to me, humanity! I don’t want you! I want you! Yet, I am already sheltered from Yet, I am still kept from Your coarse, prying hands Your gentle, understanding hands That crush and destroy the soul. That comfort and heal the soul. My solitude keeps me from them, the world, My solitude keeps me from them, the world, And they who seek to hurt me will fail And they who seek to help me will fail Since they will never find me, though they search in light and dark, Since they will never find me, though they search in light and dark, For my enemies can never enter the oneness For my friends can never enter the oneness Where I am Where I am Because if they try to come in, it becomes twoness: I and they Because if they try to come in, it becomes twoness: I and they And I shall be strong and sure And I shall be weak and broken Because I am Because I am All alone, All alone, At last Again. Melissa Dunn 10 Blanda o virgo, dedisiemus tempore numquam Egregiam doctrinam vel tua gaudia summa. Accipe nunc grates de nPbis perpetuasquze Tandem vise tuasque fidelfis discipulas quae Respectant etiamnum propter te cruciatum InfSmem Aeneae. Possum fari bene non nunc CurS de vel consilio de canitief Ecce autem vero semper tua dicta celebro. Liz Lott 12 La neige fait que le monde des adultes devient le monde des enfants. La neige tombe. La lumiere est sombre. Elle est comme le soleil en ete quand il pleut, mais la neige est froide, blanche et petite. Elle couvre l’etang, la rue et les toits des maisons. Elle est surlesarbres brille sur les cheveux des enfants. Le skieur et la personne qui glisse attendent la neige. Les conducteurs ne la veulent pas. La tempete blanche est autour de chaque personne. Elle continue pensant la nuit, pendant le matin, et cesse dans l'apres-midi. Quand la neige s’arr£te le monde des enfants retourne au monde des adultes. Candy Dow 12 ALL IN A RAINBOW It was a warm peaceful day. Tammy had nothing to do. It had been a month since school was out. Her father was at work and her mother was at the store. She was used to playing with herself as she was an only child. Today Tammy just couldn’t think of anything to do! She felt that something was going to happen. All of a sudden the doorbell rang. When she went to the door to answer it, she noticed that there was a beautiful rainbow outside. She opened the door and there was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Won’t you come in?” asked Tammy. The woman just nodded and entered the room. I believe that you have a closet in your basement,” replied the woman. I’m sorry I haven't introduced myself. My name is Melinda.” My name is Tammy. What do you want to know about the closet downstairs?” Come, I'll show you,” answered Melinda. Tammy and Melinda went downstairs and opened the door to the closet. Melinda walked over to an electric receptacle in the wall. Open it up please,” added Melinda. Tammy ran and got a screwdriver and began to loosen the screws. She took off the top and found that there was nothing inside. It’s hollow! cried Tammy. Yes, I know it is. Please step inside.” Tammy stepped inside and found a room with beautiful clothes all over the room. Some had rubies on them. Some had diamonds, some had emeralds. Every dress was beautiful! Tammy followed Melinda into another room. There were shelves and shelves of cakes, candies, pies, cookies and more. And to think all these things were hers. She followed Melinda into another room. There were huge stuffed animals all over. Each animal was a different color. Finally, in the fourth room, was nothing. The room was empty! Then Melinda spoke. This room is called the wishing room. Whatever you wish for will be yours.” Tammy thought she was dreaming. She wished anyway. Then in the corner of the room was a baby girl. A little sister was something that Tammy had wanted for a long time. She went over and picked her up. All of a sudden she was back upstairs. Melinda was gone. There were no clothes, cakes, candies or stuffed animals. The rainbow was gone! Tammy was sure she had been dreaming, but when she looked down on her lap, there was her baby sister. Paula Klein 6 Susan Weiss 6 Ode to The Most Remarkable Beard My father was a man of drive, if the subject was inspiring. But he somehow did not come alive if it meant his perspiring. He racked his brain for some affair, The fates were kind he’d grow hair. So he’d grow hair but grow hair where? Upon his face he had none there. He racked his brain, he took a brace With fearsome strain grew hair on his face. The whiskers grew at first quite thin, Then you saw them on his chin. At first they grew, not black or grey, But strangely colored in a pinkish way, Then red they came, looking very weird, For a lion he could have been speared. Then he thought of something wild, Spear the lion and spoil the child. But still women said when they’d spy it, If it were mine, I think I’d dye it.” But out it grew; it filled with awe; It looked just like a bale of straw. He threw out his razor with some fright, Why they might shave it off some night.” Birds now came from miles away, To play, have fun, decide to stay. Thirteen mice now moved in, A bat and chipmunk joined the din. On summer nights as it did grow, The fireflies now put on a show. A squirrel was thrown out, no buts, He’d filled the beard with hazelnuts. But suddenly he now grew stooped. His loaded beard made him pooped. So let this moral by all be feared Make tennants pay in advance when they move into your beard. Rae Lindsay 6 Listening Listening is what this world needs, For listening leads To smartness seeds. And the people would be glistening With the wisdom of listening. Kiki Ide 6 Watching I like to sit in the green green grass, watching all the butterflies pass. I like to look at the trees, that hold all the beautiful leaves. And I like to see the insects go by, especially the ones that fly. But best of all I like the blue sky, and to watch every bird fly by. Lane Hawley 5 L.wtacsr Muffy Ritz 8 Loring Park Two girls wavy long hair blond and brunette slipped out into the night. Crossing the street going into Loring Park they moved slowly, thoughtfully. Suddenly the two girls simultaneously burst forth from their moods. Together they ran leaping like deer spreading their arms out like the wings of airplanes. They came to a bridge, a quaint, old-fashioned bridge, they stopped, laughing at themselves. Softly one began to sing. Soon the other joined in and their voices were sweet in the cool summer night. Each took a quarter reverently made their wishes out loud and tossed them into Loring Pond. A quiet moment passed ... they went over to a bench by the pond. Sitting down, they watched two ducks, male and female, swim together. They swung around and around a lampost, laughing up in its face. Ellen Shuck 7 Dizzily they did cartwheels and somersaults in the wet grass. A peaceful, calm happiness came over them. So happy were they that tears spilled out. Half-blinded, they hugged each other joyfully and it was an experience neither of them will ever forget. And the summer night wore on. Christy Polk 10 THE UNFORTUNATE GIRL There is this girl and she goes to this really educated school. Well, she thought, it was a real break to go to a school where she could ride in a taxi to school and have more spring vacation time and get real educated. Well, her friends didn’t want her to go to an educated school and get really smart while they were dumb. But, of course, they kept their thoughts to themselves. Another one of her foolish remarks was that she didn't have to go to school for a week while her friends were in school. She also got out earlier than they. Well, she found out her disadvantages also. After she started going to this school and getting educated, she found out that they got out of school at 3:45, that she had to wait for everyone to get in the cab before it could leave, that her old friends never called anymore, that she had to take tutoring, that the people at that school were talking about her, that she had homework every night, that the teachers take more than one point off on a test or quiz and that brought her grade down. Well, one day before Christmas vacation, she got her report card and it was fairly good except for her grade in science. She had gotten a D. Her mother punished her by not letting her go anywhere over Christmas vacation. Well, she got back to school and before exams she was going through her science papers and found out that one of her tests that she had gotten an F, that some were right and it pulled it up to an A-. So instead of getting a D on her report card, she should have gotten a B-. She was still leading her miserable life when she broke out in a rash all over. This girl still doesn’t have any friends, but her mother wouldn’t let her quit the school. What do you think she should do? Pamela Smith 7 CU«M 3MUCK We’re Sophomores! . .. This year has gone by so fast!” . .. Knocking over lockers ... turning pictures upside down . .. playing with lampshades . .. throwing things out window ... Waniki ... bazaar . .. lounge . .. Mr. K. . .. Mrs. Hill . .. T.V. . .. Right on” .. gym class ... Hilda Gertie ... Abe Jefferson . .. Christopher Scruffy . .. Neil Young ... James Taylor ... guitars ... Eettle Bugger . . . ski trip . .. class slumber party . .. Christmas party . .. Monday morning blues ... Mr. Sweet-ser . . . Yoga Tesa . .. unscrewing fuse box . .. Alright!” . .. fitted uniforms” — our potato sacks . . . campaign for Head . .. Jane’s head . .. Do you want to play or do you want to leave?” ... Homecoming . . . serving pop . .. Blues! . .. Whites! ... St. Louis Park . .. visits with Aunt Lois ... worst tardy record . .. shoo noo noo . .. hockey team . .. Gertrude Jacques ... soap operas ... Blake Jocks . .. Boo . .. Gold Rush . .. Dear Mother Nature: Drop dead!” ... Oh sure ... going to the other gym class ... all our bright ideas . .. Latin class . .. 16th b-days ... Freakadelic ... English ... T.G.I.F. . .. I’m going on a diet! . .. FOOD! . .. long hair ... sign out!” ... lost books ... French dinner . . . coq au vin ... all the fruit . .. ssssh! . .. crazy diets . .. Lisa’s sandwiches ... floating tangerines . .. Does anyone have $.15?’ . .. pierced ears ... getting drivers’ licenses ... Someone check me out. . .. lockers . .. Kiss me, you fool.” . .. They nailed the windows shut!” ... Hold this! . .. chapstick . .. Jane’s pomegranite ... K.Q.. .. far-out sweetheart!” ... fur coats ... space food sticks . .. tea . .. Don’t let your dreams go up in smoke!” . .. Oscar ... the pizza man ... Tm still recovering from last weekend! . .. can I come for the nite? . .. J.A.... Oh, well” ... Sesame Street . .. The now Explosion . .. When’s Wendy coming home?” ... Did you hear about Anne's brother? There’s Peggy! Scamper, Midnight and Muffy This place is like Peyton Place!” green mosshorns Everything I like is either immoral, illegal or FATTENING!” Thanks, Dad Do You Remember? Class Meetings? Dancing School? Bosco? Mr. K and his super son? Gym nuns? Slumber parties? Oh Sanctissma? Fights: Pax vobiscum: Love Story? Class Parties: Blake ? Zits? Pettipants? Notes in history and math? Surveys? The clean cloakroom? Visitors during eighth period? Right on Mr. K’s study? The dig? German accents? Booah? Je t’aime”? Jello races? Potato Chips? Fire and Rain”? F.R.B.? Taco Town? Toothpaste on Faces? The Tango? I think I'll have a cow? I'll be there ? The Brady Bunch? Crushes on Mr. K? Farmer’s Field? Fire Drills? That’s unfair. Mr. Carlson? Holy Sneakers? Pierced ears? Marat Sade? Groves' Band? Charger? Laura’s tack? Beads and grams? Our Sabbatical kid? The Red Bandana? Soda, Pop, Ice? 2.8? Tab and Campus? What? The Partridge Family? Volleyball? Sleeping Bags? Hall Soccer? Bring your records? Beads? Chokers? Lab? Nantucket and Martha’s Vinyard and the Cape? Sister Catherine, Sister Penelope, and Sister Constance? I’m going as an angel to Dancing School? What’s for lunch? The Northstars? Murals, book Reports? Almond Bark? Ghost Stories? The Wayzata Movie? Desert Boots? Let’s skip Gym? Life on Paradise Island? The Christmas Party? The Ski Weekend? Braces on and Braces off? I don’t get it? Mrs. Peroxide? Sun-In? Orono's coming to our dancing School? Steppenwolf ? James Taylor? Penny and Kate? Our Class: LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT. row, left to right: N. J ’ow: L. Holmberg, A. Wittenf i, N. Eariing, M. Siegel, L. MacMillan, L. Hawley, K. Anderson. B. Wojjl iter. Absent S. Bamford, D. deGregory. ’ Irabe, C. Nilsen. Back row, left to right L. Hicks, P. Hensel, 0. Crosby, K. Ewing. Eighth row; D. Thiede, T. Erickson, L Moe. Seventh row: E. Rockier, J. Stein-mann, J. Proshek, R. Danyluk. Sixth row: D. Brine, P. Klein, A. Smiley. Fifth row; J; Williams, D. deGregory, A. Harlow, E. Wiethoff. Fourth row; A. Akers, D. Fullerton. K. Traff. Third row: K. Borman, K. Crawford, M. Ve-lie, M. Wright. Second row: J. Win-rich, K. Goodale, L. Thorpe. First row; S. Ingersoll, J. Boos, L. Hartwell, L Smith. Absent: S. Hield, M. McVay, S. Bevis. Back row, left to right; B. Budd, P. Klein, M. Keating, K. Morison, L. Wohlrabe, H. Hensel, A. Harlow. Second row: B. Groves, K. Goodale, A. Wittenberg, A. Smiley, B. Seed. Front row: P. Hensel, E. Larsen, C. Klein, K. Morgan, K. Borman, S. Tenney. Back row left to right: B. Budd, P. Arnold, P. Kane, S. Brink, L. Rogers. Second row: M. Cargill, M. Masko, A. Chute, B. Seed, S. Weiss, S. McCarthy; Front row: M. Kullberg, L. Brennan, J. McNutt, C. Colwell, G. Holten, S. Siegel, A. Denny; Absent; R. Lindsay. CLUB Back row left to right; K. Morrison, M. Keating; Third row: L. Wohlrabe, E. Evans, G. Moyles; Second row: H. Hensel, J. Peterson, E. Duff, B. Leslie; Front row: L. Thatcher, B. Whiteman, A. Harlow, S. Tenney, P. Savage. '• fi JUNIOR DRAMA Top row, left to right: I. Slade, D. Wagoner, J. Hartwell, V. Parchman. M. Murray, J. Clark. G. West. H. Ankeny. Middle row: M. Sweetser, D. Sharpe, S. Bowman. M. Walsh, R. Peebles, E. Beery, M. Williams. K. Beckley, Mrs. Scott. Bottom row: D. Wong, N. Pikovsky, A. Eisenberg, C. Stock, A. Cousineau, M. Sanford, T. Knudson, K. Leslie. DRAMA 9 Top row. left to right: A. Bevis, C. Peeps, D. Anderson. L Brock, Bottom row: B. Long. L. MacLeod, A. Kasper. C.Chejne. JUNIOR WRITERS Top row. left to right: K. Dunn. V. Parchman. A. Hughes. P. deVries. Bottom row: L. Kennedy. P. Smith. M. Murray. E. Shuck. SCIENCE CLUB Top row, left to right: S. delaittre. H. Ankeny, M. Tumulty. Bottom: N. Pikovsky, J. Jacobs. B. Long, M. Carlson. JUNIOR SCHOOL PROCEDURE Top row. left to right: M. Tumulty. C. Peeps. G. Ide, S. Noll. J. Hartwell. Bottom: D. Eggers. D. Klein. C. Stock, N. Noll. J. Powell. HOMECOMING 1970 LITERARY CLUB oi marble, nor t he elided ()l princes rhvmt n k % « ▼ - ▼ rl P®5 t l I )on Like as th pebble So do our 4 r� k v-i::: • -K rQ r CL i Top row. left to right: M. George. B. Strong,sj. Robb. K nudson, Bottom row: Dunn, P. Hughes, E. Sweetser. L. Lott, F. Thompson. Ruin ha. ’ h utuuin me t :;u.- tneir _ )omu JL to rumii 5 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth. WORLD AFFAIRS Top row. left to right- C. Vaughan. M. Warner. M. Callahan. B. Darling. B. Strong. J. Robb. K. Knudson. Middle row: J. Littlejohn, J. Plant, B. Wonson. N. Hunt. C. Cozzetto. F. Thompson. D. Carlson, M. George. Bottom row: L. Wohlrabe. C. Quiggle. S. Grant. I. Pour-El, E. Sweet-ser.S. Karlins. W. Willis. 0FF|CERs zmm W'n-siMm ast... ........i ximia V .V 'm. Paul w Ww Standing, left to right: C. Bean. D. Colborn. L. Mork. P. deLaittre. B. Strong, P. Hughes. C. Vaughan. M. Corwin. Seated: M. Feidt Top row. left to right: A Kaplan. B. Darling. L. l| tt, J. Plant. M. Geprge. fo. Owens. G. Owens. M. Parker. Middle row: L. Wohlrabe. C. Dow. M. PratU . W1J� fr L. Macptad. S.Van Dusen, F. Thompson. M. Corwin. Bottom row: C. Winslow. S. McVay. B. long, J. BirnSerg. S. funders. J. Fansler. M. FIVE MINUTE FARhINQ SAN TO 6 F N GUTHRIE TICKET PICKUP PARKIWG Top row. left to right: 0. Fraser, B. Darling, I Vaughan. Middle row: J. Littlejohn, I. Watson, Bottom row: D. Beaver, M. Owens. S. Dayton, Cowles. S. Grant, L. Hawkins, K. Knudson. J. PL ach girl ; rteously, ; nber ot ru at ten tic eat ion to i. j ?nt alive. :d to ac ent. Hen v. They c rule, it i iur Leagi nits and faculty lunch together. « ’ - I III n ( r • % Students are ex yJ V known,SENIOR CHOIR own. rr .1 —— u ■ ■i r - i.f- Soar I n mp — Soar In mp _ w.;ieft ♦ riff ui D. McCartney. S. Sandrocfc. M. Becjftey. M Me Caey, J. LittlejohnTMiddte row; L. Lott. L. Watson. M. Prafl. L. Budd. D. Boaver. J. Hade-baugh, A. Kaplan. Bqitom row: S. deLaittrc, B. Long, D. Anderson, C. Quiggle, M. Tumulty. M.Jjperr, G.IJ ens., J W v 'XS LIBRARY Top row, left to right: T. Brown, S. deLaittre, J. Clark, M. Tumulty. G. Ide, D. Eggers. L. Baker, D. Lueck. Middle row: J. Coleman, C. Dow, D. Sharpe. J. Jacobs, D. Wagner. K. Beckley. C. Chejne, J. Siegel. Bottom row: E. Her sey, L. Slade. N. Pikowsky, A. Goodale. D. Wong, A. Cousineau. K. Hersey. BOOK STORE . ••• • ■ i ■ •• •: ■■■ r? S mgm m ■ . ■ ■ v f.. • - V ,;v • 3MS msm :pVft RBI ■ -;: I Mpre Mg i . ■ £§ M «igi W v PATRONS Anonymous Robert M. Larsen, Partnership Investments, Inc. Arby’s Roast Beef Restaurants Latham Flowers Carolyn C. Aurand Mr. F.P. Leslie Mrs. John B. Bean Mrs. Mary Lindsay Mr. and Mrs. Charles B. Beery Lord Kintail Martha Beery Mr. and Mrs. John Ludwig Mr. and Mrs. David R. Brink Mr. D.W. McCarthy Glen Brooks Mr. and Mrs. William H. McCartney Mr. and Mrs. E.J. 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SOffiflWS mm Wayzata, Home of the DINNERBURGER Minnesota Hours: 11 To 11 Seven Days A Week 473-4100 86th Lyndale So. 884-1212 KEAVENY S NAVARRE DRUG Lake Minnetonka Navarre, Minnesota 55392 Your Minnetonka Neighbor MEYER BROS. DAIRY Wayzata, Minn. 473-7343 Directors Catherine Cram Helen Dalton Route 2, Box 46 Maple Plain, Minnesota Between The Idea And The Reality Between The Motion And The Act Falls The Shadow. The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Simple Things Fascinate The Simple Mind Reality Reflections of a midnight dream Blacks, Blues, Reds running thru my head Darkness with only an occasional glimmer of light Strangling, Choking, Suffocating the night eating at my brain like hate overpowering my body Blackness with an occasional electric glimmer of light shocking me back to reality Bonnie Darling 11 Clark Heneman Clark Heneman set out When dawn yawned into jaws and swallowed him. The fingers of ephemeral peasants probed him and the mind but he avoided all And set sights for the shimmering mirror goal. Clark moved through myriads of dead as grass grows thrust himself through the toothpaste opening, pushed away all phantoms of wire, reached the mirror goal and reflected. Molly Pratt 11 Old Man Rain And the rain just keeps coming down, Don’t ya see old man, rejection, depression, sorrow just won’t wash away. I love you for trying old man, but it ain’t no good. So quit your crying and I will too. We’ll find our perfect sunrise Give it out for awhile then move on So let's go old man rain, We’ve got sunrises to see And smiles to share. Bonnie Darling 11 I wanted to Laugh and Laugh At the Ionesco-like Absurdities Uttered While the Hands Grabbed at the cake Crumbs On a cracked plate. Anonymous Pam and T3 C Georgia o w Best Wishes CS D 4—' 4— C ol rf 0) from Room 226 4) S 9AEl| rD Congratulations, Wendy Winer It took 12 years, but we finally made it!! Love, Mom and Dad We Wuv Ya Bambi Charlotte Bard Wendy Willis Mary From Your Sevens!! JUST EVERYTHING Boutique Antique Freak 2607 Hennepin Ave. So. International Cookie Day! Spat Jusqu'a un certain point aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh SALT PETER gas station boys itsy-bitsy IF IT FEELS GOOD. DO IT! Marie ! s s railroad hey Bacon! it’s a rumble all the more the merrier — GROUNDHOG you-reek-a Cousins and Friends? Guess you had to be there SCHOLARLY Ma Pa Northstars pius aneas Far out!! la grericaille The Hogridin' fools 10:30- 1:30-3:45 maybe Mr. Natural Talulah neatsipoo I’ll talk at Ground-Chuck It They Don’t Call Me That For Nothing! Rained Out Picnic angel food mcspade you arby’s!! FREAK! turtle talk and turtle sundaes Crown Anchor wedding receptions Sugar Hills vitamin E Dr. Joe. Dr. Marc. Dr. Stevie the plane eating chimney mike 1 in 20 The Larry Card Beezy and Bozo 1.75 White Stallion Sports Car hi butt I Think I Love You I guess you had to be there Tractor Boy G L L E S G I L B E R T. D A N N Y O’ S H E A. B U s T E R H A R Y E Y does he have any friends? Remember the Alamo St. Paul Kids —Yeah cookie, cookie, cookie matriculate Uncle Tom’s Cabin College-Inn Roger!! Bacon Shuffle Car Wash Number 38 Calling Number 47 Laxa Femina Est Are Your Hands Cold? ... But Don’t Forget Ollie Somebody’s House How's English? Take it_!!! Silver blue chivys Hippos Are In’' Can We Bring In (So Are Bunnies) Some Coke? Who are you calling Roy — Bam! Bam! Bam! None of the above!! Ride Horseback! Instruction In Saddle Seat Stock Seat TARTAN FARM Route 1, Box 199 Maple Plain, Minn. 55359 Doug Penny Freeman Tel: 479-2789 BANK OF MINNEAPOLIS AND TRUST COMPANY Know The Class Of 74 Indiana Wants’Em 922 Nicollet Mall E B Best Wishes To The Seniors And Their Sevens From HYMAN FREIGHTWAYS INC. AND NANETTE Compliments Of MINNESOTA PAINTS, INC. TERRCO TERRAZZO MACHINE Compliments of L A Mom And N 2843 26th Ave. South , D Minneapolis Thanks For Everything — 0 Minnesota Especially N 0 55406 Your Help And D Understanding All The Sleep Products Times Nov. 22, IReal|y Congratulations 1970 Need lL From I'll Always RICH-WELL Remember You, FURNITURE CO. Dad, And Everything You Ever Did For Me. To the Graduating Seniors: Congratulations and Warmest Regards! Dain, Kalman Quail ’ INCORPORATED Investment Research With a Regional Accent Member Now York Stock Exchango lOO DalnTower. Mpls. NATIONAL CITY BANK OF MINNEAPOLIS On the Nicollet Mall between 3rd and 4th Streets This Page 'to M cy y e. ocrpol u X rCG-L gc-ie Oar- rrahfc. t t o7v e. -people. hd-Ue. -LIvouqI 4l -t o Uranic. uLfltfc, LS) l .tx-L l'L'p 11 Ice. -to k oe. c h !At Y ea o I c5 f s rT Mo AA 5oaJ , Sefoflc, j'X JC.. 4H«- tUl - . 1 0 1'KarvKi or 6 Oe r thmy A O rvv ( cL — i 3 AeOetr Ootxld Kg oc Sun Newspapers . .. Serving the Communications Needs of Suburban Minneapolis and St. Paul 6601 West 78th Street Edina, Minn. 55435 941-4800 rntf.dc 14r L O U. ! 6tf � Ko ad“ Le oe Compliments of the Minnesota North Stars ES FIRSr ninkeapou � RBAi.Tr lOO') W FRAUW-IM 3 4-3242 Anita Beck Cards and Such greeting cards wrapping paper ribbon 3413 West 44th Street, Minneapolis Congratulations and Best Wishes Class of ’71 Marsh McLennan, Incorporated International Insurance Brokers Minneapolis St. Paul UNIVERSAL CARLOADING DIST. CO. 401 N. 7th St. Mpls., Minnesota m Alfa Romeo Citroen a MORRIE’S IMPORTS Sales and Service 12520 WAY2ATA BLVD. MINNETONKA. MINN. 55343 Putting You First In A Big Way! THORK BROS. CHEVROLET CO. St. Bonifacius, Minnesota Phone 446-1082 TEXACO] Bus.: 473-9907 Res.: 473-7517 SMITH’S BAY TEXACO Towing •Tune-Ups •Minor Repair County Road 15 And 51 John J. Sass Crystal Bay, Minn. Specializing in Chinese And American Food Take Out Also Table Service JMU i 5340 Wayzata Blvd.. Mpls. 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Lake Street Rt. 4, Wayzata Wayzata, Minn. 55391 The Home Of Beautiful Automobiles: Mercedes-Benz — BMW Sales — Service — Parts ’’Presenting The Bold Young Spirit Of Fashion For Women Of All Ages.” Wayzata 47 3-7855 ARCHIE D. WALKER, Crystal Apache Plaza 537-8313 788-6363 Compliments of JR. MOTORS, INC. 315 E. Lake Street Wayzata, Minn. 55391 SIMS 473-4284 LTD. Compliments Congratulations To The Class Of 75 of LA BELLE FEMME A Friend 4735700 629 E. Lake Street Wayzata Compliments of ALDRITT’S ATHLETIC GOODS CO. EGON’S CONOCO SERVICE 217 Water St. Excelsior 474-4888 Piper, Jaffray6c I Iopwood What’s STRENGTH in a brokerage house? People end money Poo© min expefii'nc judoi-men: and integrity tAonoy mth v� T� cfi to fi nctior v. u-ndly in Ihe financial community and lo amply viand Minna «w y Omni % etcconi vojii « ■ � nai m mean by i 'niling li out cut rent Imancial statement for 75 years PiperJaffray Hopwood COMPLIMENTS OF Se� F7KVVS hey — i made it, i passed!!!!! 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