Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

Text from Pages 1 - 174 of the 1974 volume:

And the point of it all is out there, beyond that last rise you can just barely see, hazy and purple on the These pages are windows. And windows are to see through. . TATLER 1974 PUBLISHED BY THE LAST GRADUATING CLASS OF NORTHROP COLLEGIATE SCHOOL MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA ABLE OF CONT ' ATCI LITiiRARy DEDICATION It seems that just as we are happiest, most excited, most thankful, we are caught up in memories of other days, of things which have changed, which we once believed could never change, and we are aware of time in a very special way. We are thankful that we have been given the chance to affect our future, have been given the chance to devour life at Northrop. Besides being useful, these things constitute the tangible part of the abstract which we will look back upon as Northrop tradition. Ivied brick and panelled walls, symbolic of the then, the now, the next years, are part of our identification with the school which makes tradition significant. This Tatler is dedicated to Northrop Collegiate School. There’s no other way of saying it-Northrop simply could not function without the Maintenance, Kitchen, and Dining Room Staffs. Helping us start our cars on those sub-zero days, chalking the baseball diamond, running the elevator for broken legs, and generally cleaning up after us, the duties of our Mr. Fixits, Cal, Rhode, Phil and John are endless. Equally important are Northrop s Gourmet Cooks. Their consistenly good meals have earned them a reputation different from that of any other school. During the holidays, they also make the lunchroom quite festive with many decorations and special foods. The Maintenance, Kitchen and Dining Room Staffs are very important to the Northrop Community. It is due to the hard work of all these friends that Northrop survives. THANK YOU John Martinson Edith Huna - Dietician Mayde Hakarinen Elma Anderson THE HISTORY OF NORTHROP COLLEGIATE SCHOOL Northrop Collegiate School was built in 1916. However, sixteen years prior to this time, the school itself existed under the name Graham Hall. Graham Hall, located at 1800 First Avenue South, although a boarding school, was similar to Northrop in curriculum and tradition. Many of our traditions such as the Old Girls' Party for the New began at Graham Hall. Eventually, with increased enrollment, the old building became unable to accommodate the growing school. Construction then began for the new school on Kenwood Parkway which was to be called Northrop Collegiate School in honor of Cyrus Northrop, the distinguished president of the University of Minnesota, who was at that time retiring. Graham Hall This new school consisted only of the center building and the east wing. The building was made a day school for there was no residence area within the school; however, home accommodations near the school were provided for students who did not reside in Minneapolis. Northrop at that time was a one-year junior college. Northrop without the Gyms Northrop with new west wing. A west wing which included the Upper School gymnasium, locker rooms, a music room, and study hall was added in 1923. In 1949, the third floor of this wing which had been left unfurnished, was expanded when dormer windows were set in the west roof and a large room for dining room expansion, PTA meetings, dancing, and recreation was decided as a memorial to Albert Crosby. The remodeling program of 1957 changed the Crosby Room into a new library, and the kitchen and dining room were relocated on the ground floor, providing space for language labs, front classrooms, and one study hall. In early 1964, the Northrop Board began to think of a need for expansion of its facilities and a general renovation of the old building. The planning for the new Lower School and extensive improvements to the old building went on. Construction began in the fall of 1965; we moved in mid-September, 1966. Highcroft had just settled itself into its new building when Blake approached both Northrop and Highcroft to sound out their interest in merger. Talk then went on, and it was decided by the boards to study the question once and for all. By the summer of 1972 the controversy was a thoroughly heated one. In the fall of 1973, things changed, the faculties knew each other, Mr. Randolph Brown was elected head of the oddly-named Three School Foundation, and plans were going nicely. A new arrangement and new uses for the three buildings will begin in 1974. Grades nine through twelve will be at Northrop. In its seventy-four years of growth, Northrop has undergone many changes. These changes will be continued when Northrop becomes a part of the new Three School Foundation. Looking forward, with a curious blend of joy and nostalgia, we can eagerly anticipate these exciting changes that the new school'will undergo in the future, but we can also realize what a wonderful institution this our school has always been, and that it is the end as well as a beginning for this, Northrop Collegiate School. Construction of lower school. School Song Northrop School, once more we greet thee; Standing firm and sure. Looking bravely to the future, May thy fame endure. Thou hast given us noble vision All that's pure and just, All that's honest, true and lovely, Hold we in our trust. Ivied walls and stately turrets Standing there apart, Yet within the busy current Of the city's heart. Tell thy meaning; tell thy watchword To the passing throng, Womanhood in all its beauty, Virtuous, true, and strong. Elizabeth Carse (Tune: Cornell Alma Mater) SCHOOL MOTTO Tuo nisu progredere —Go forward by thine own effort. SCHOOL COLORS Blue and white SCHOOL GRACE Bless this food to our use and us to Thy loving service. Amen. SCHOOL TRADITIONS ARE: The Old Girls' Party for the New, The Christmas Program, Language Assemblies, The Literary Contest, The Oral Reading Contest, The Operetta, Seniors and Sevens, Senior Activities, Blue and White Teams, AFS, Closing Excercises, Senior Awards, Other Awards, Commencement, The Trustees' Award, and The Nellie Atwater Friendliness Award. SCHOOL BENEDICTION Grant, O God, that the words which we have said and sung with our lips and heard with our outward ears, may be so grafted inwardly in our hearts, that they may bring forth in us the fruit of good living, through Jesus Christ, Our Lord. Amen. SCHOOL PRAYER Our Father, we humbly thank Thee for the guidance which leads us in the paths of knowledge, wisdom and beauty. In Thy graciousness Thou hast provided wonderful companions for our journey through life. Help us in our struggle to build a school whose students work and live together in perfect unity, and grant that we, enriched by our experience here, may teach the lessons we have learned to all we meet in later life. Amen. Wendy Raudenbush 1961 10 ORGANIZATIONS The Ranger Organization, served extremely well by the sixth grade class, provided a meaningful and worthwhile opportunity for the girls to assume roles of leadership and responsibility. Rangers aid an adult supervisor at recess by offering to help plan games and activities for the smaller children and by acting as student supervisors in areas where safety is a constant factor. They have shown time and again that they are conscientious, thoughtful and very dependable. LEFT TO RIGHT: J. Larsen, J. Wong, A. Johnson, A. Dolan, S. Trapp. Absent: Mrs. Cheatham (advisor). LOWER SCHOOL RANGERS LOWER SCHOOL CHOIR RONT ROW, LEFT TO LIGHT: B. Pink, A. To-ian, H. Slade, J. Wong, .Horn, E. Larsen, K. Whitehead, R. Karpeles, 4. Goodale. SECOND LOW: E. Deikel. D. Holm-erg J Atwater, L. Field, . Morrison, C. Wiethoff, 4. Perry, B. Clark. THIRD .OW: S. Trapp, A. Peter-5n, L. Whitney, Mrs. teen, M. McCarthy, A. purzem, N. Abuzzahab, . Levi. Absent: M. de-aittre, L. Thorp, L. '.ovin. COMMUNITY COUNCIL FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: M. Hickok, Mrs. Gannaway, M. Colburn, Mr. Knudson, Mrs. Woolman. SECOND ROW: Miss Goranson, Mrs. Lindsay, D. Eggers, H. Cleveland, Mr. Woolman, P. Klein, M. Tumulty. Absent: N. Beckley, C. Peeps, Mrs. Stock. The Community Council had a quiet year. That is not to say that Northrop has been with out its problems, but in the midst of the merger, similar problems have been found in all three schools, and the Joint Council has been dealing with them. The Community Council deals with the little things like the pop machine, water heaters, SPECTATOR, and hall benches laden with books. The Community Council has been found at Northrop to be the best kind of government for our kind of school because it gives voice to anyone interested enough to attend meetings. JOINT COUNCIL The Three School Joint Council was established in the spring of last year to facilitate communications between Northrop, Blake, and Higher© ft, and to provide a student voice in the merging process. This fall, the Council set up a committee to study possible grading alternatives for which the Council will have the ultimate decision. They also submitted a proposal to the administrations of NCS and Blake to give seniors driving privileges while traveling back and forth to co-ed classes--it was accepted. In an effort to strengthen the Council, two additional faculty members and the head of next year's Upper School were added at the beginning of second semester. The Council handles all responsibilities in regard to student input in the decision-making process for the coming year. Members from Northrop are: N. Beckley, J. Aby, L. Drill, P. Klein, M. Hickok, and Mr. Woolman. PUBLICITY AND ENTERTAINMENT Left to RIGHT: M. McVay, N. Lund, B. Seidel, M. Tumulty, D. Anderson, Mrs. Rice, N. Meisel, Miss Claes-sens. Absent: M. Morin, L. Smith, K Ide, Mrs. Scott, Mrs. Eales, Mrs. Magoffin. The Publicity and Entertainment Committee arranged all our assemblies this year by providing speakers, movies, etc. from inside or outside the school. They also took care of decorating the bulletin boards around the school. They met once a week in small meetings and on occasion had morning meetings with Mrs. Rice at Uncle John's. At those meetings they planned such things as Homecoming, the Bam dance and other special events. PUBLIC RELATIONS The Public Relations Committee, which is an old tradition at Northrop, conducted the United Way Campaign this fall with almost 100% participation in the Lower School. After arranging the Thanksgiving food donations, they worked on other subjects such as the Spring Carnival, which is always a success. LEFT TO RIGHT: Miss Goranson, M. Clark, A. Kasper, H. Cleveland, J. McCarthy. Absent: K. Hersey. 13 ATHLETICS COMMITTEE FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Drill, S. Brooks, M. Summer, K. Hanvik, J. Coleman, S. deLaittre. SECOND ROW: J. Cowles, A. Be-vis, B. Bean, N. Nolan, G. Grant, L. Witcher, S. Noll. THIRD ROW: Mrs. Starr, C. Ryan, M. McNutt, K. MacMillan, D. Eggers, D. Anderson. Absent: K. Nalen, N. Drill, A. van der Have, M. Reid-head, P. deVries, T. McMillian, L. Warhol. The Athletics Committee, which consists of 24 girls, can boast that it is Northrop's largest committee. It meets periodically to plan such special events as Homecoming, the annual Sock Hop, and food selling at varsity games. LIBRARY COMMITTEE The library committee is a very important part of Northrop's large library. Various duties that the six girls on the library committee perform are the checking in and out of books, the shelving of books and magazines, the writing of overdue book notices, and the straightening of shelves. LEFT TO RIGHT: R. Lindsay, E. Rouner, S. Schilling, I. Soderberg, L. Smith, S. Wolfe. 14 THESPIANS FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: M. Hickok, D. Wong, T. Brown, K. Pflanze, L. Olson. SECOND ROW: D. Anderson, S. Bamford, C. Stock, E. Child. Absent: K. Sweetser, K. Hersey, C. Peeps, G. Ide, M. Tumulty, L. Brock, D. Klien, J. Seigel, H. See, K. Beckley, E. Beery, M. Walsh, A. Eisenberg, J. Clark, H. Cleveland, M. Williams, M. Walsh, J. Brock, K. Ide. The Thespian Club at Northrop is part of an international organization to which belong drama-lovers, play-goers, and people interested in theatrical expression as an art. The Northrop Thespian members are the not-always-recognized backbone behind the plays. With the help of Candy and Mike Rifall, the Thespian club has found an outlet for its endless energy in viewing plays outside of school and critiquing them, as well as being the roots for all the Northrop plays. 100 hours of work are required to become a Thespian. This year the Thespians produced the plays Member of the Wedding, Black Comedy and The Public Eye, and finally a musical in the spring, Little Mary Sunshine. JUNIOR DRAMA FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Olson, S. Schilling, M. Hickok. SECOND ROW: S. Wolfe, K. Maurer, M. Sund-berg, T. Erickson. 15 AFS FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: R. Lindsay, S. Weiss, Mrs. Lindsay, D. Wong, M. McNutt, SECOND ROW: P. Arnold, N. Nolan, G. Grant, L. Witcher, B. Bean, S. Brooks. Absent: To add a little international flavor to the school we have the AFS club. From time to time we meet in the small dining room to plan such events as AFS day and the AFS movie in which money is raised for our AFS students’ stay here. This year has been more exciting having representatives from both Iceland and Denmark. 16 COMMUNITY INVOLVEMENT FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: N. Lund, S. Wolfe, I. Soderberg, J. Winrich, K. Goodale, L. Hartwell, K. Trostel. SECOND ROW: R. Peebles, Mrs. Hutchins, S. Bailey, M. Seigel, L. Smith, M. McVay, B. Olson, A. Zemek, K. Pflanze, S. Weiss, D. deCregory. The Community Involvement Program enables students from the 7-12 grades to go into the community on voluntary nine-week placements. The majority of the many students in the program have made use of Northrop's proximity to Eitel Hospital, the Groveland Nursing Home, and the Child Garden Montessori Day Care Center. On any day of the week students can be found heading off into the community to on-site learning experiences. Evaluation of the program indicates that for many students involvement in the life of the community has become a significant part of NCS's education. FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: N. Nolan, S. Noll, B. Bean, B. Seidel, A. Harlow, S. Schilling, M. Walsh. SECOND ROW: A. van der Have, E. Wiethoff, A. Kasper, N. Thompson, L. Olson. Absent: M. McNutt, L. Witcher, S. Brooks, M. Tumulty, A. Batdorf, K. Bryant, J. Cowles, C. Leavenworth, A. French, G. Nordling, M. Clark, B. Searles. LOWER SCHOOL WORKERS This is the second year of the Lower School workers program. Students volunteer in assisting teachers in the classroom and tutoring children. Most workers help in art, gym, math, and English classes. The students enjoy this program and are really valued by the teachers. 17 CHORUS FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: Miss Claessens, K. Hanvik, M. McNutt, B. Bean, D. Wong, E. Hersey. SECOND ROW: M. Clark, E. Beery, C. Stock, L. Drill, R. Peebles, P. Pentz, H. Cleveland, T. Rouner. THIRD ROW: E. Child, M. Summer, K. Bryant, C. Savage. FOURTH ROW: M. Walsh, K. Bcckley, K. MacMillan, M. Polk, C. Ryan. FIFTH ROW: G. Noid-ling, B. Searles, J. Shedd, L. Witcher, N. Nolan, E. Wciser. SIXTH ROW: A. Bat-dorf, S. Brooks, A. Be vis, D. Anderson, S. DeLaittrc, S. Noll, J. Aby. Absent: H. Ankeny, S. Bowman, L. Peterson, N. Thompson, D. Wagner, M. Williams, A. Tiller, L. Dietrich, M. Bowe, K. Hersey. The Chorus has come a long way since last year. With a larger group everyone worked harder and had fun. After great Christmas and Spring concerts, they made various performances which concluded the season well. INSTRUMENTAL GROUP The Instrumental Group was formed for the Christmas program. They practiced three periods a week and played several traditional carols. They were a nice new addition to our Christmas program. LEFT TO RIGHT: A. Harlow-flute, S. Wolfe-oboe, I. Soderburg- cello, J. Adams- clarinet, M. Johnson- trumpet. 18 TATLER FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: K. Bryant, Mrs. Magoffin, J. Coleman, K. Hersey, Mrs. Johnson, B. Bean. BACK ROW: A. Kasper, M. McNutt, G. Grant, N. Nolan, M. Morin, L. Witcher, S. Noll, S. Brooks. The creation of the TATLER was difficult this year. Because of busy schedules and traveling back and forth to Blake, finding time to get the whole senior class together at one time was a near impossibility. This proved to be a disaster near the time of deadlines--having to chase after people to develop pictures, get write-ups, make decisions, needing certain people to get ail these things accomplished, and after long searching and puzzling, finding they happened to be at Blake. Yup, it was a fast pace this year... probably more so than ever before. But we did it--every deadline (almost) was at least two weeks late, but it worked and the TATLER '74 is here! 19 MEDICAL BIOLOGY FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: P. Tumulty, B. Bean, L. Warhol, K. Bryant, S. Noll, M. Summer, B. Seidel. SECOND ROW: A. Clark, K. Nalen, A. Kasper, T. McMillan. Absent: H. Blackburn, G. Grant, A. Hallgrims-dottir, L. Drill, K. Hereey. This year, fifteen girls have been working at General Hospital as part of the Medical Biology course. The students meet once a week for class with a nurse from the emergency room at General Hospital. In class, the students discuss the functions of the hospital and learn how to do various medical procedures, which are used while working at the hospital. The emergency room has been a great learning experience for the Northrop girls. 20 ATHLETICS mecoming was once again a great success, •ccer games between Highcroft, Blake, NCS arted the afternoon. Next came the Blue-White 2ld hockey game with the Whites winning 4-1. inally Blake outdid HaHa in football. 21 VARSITY Varsity sports were really exciting this year! Both varsity games, field hockey and volleyball, were fights to the finish, with close competition in the spring. Northrop sports have come a long way, and the varsity games typify this growth. Northrop sports are exciting and have been met with lots of enthusiasm. ??. FIELD HOCKEY FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: S. McLaughlin, M. McNutt, J. McCarthy, K. Nalen, C. Grant, N. Beckley. SECOND ROW: N. Nolan, G. Nordling, A. van dcr Have, K. Bryant, M. Polk, S. Brooks. Absent: S. McCarthy. The Northrop field hockey team, captained by Nanette Beckley and Nan Nolan, finished its season with an 0-3 record. All three matches were against SPA Summit School. Despite an unimpressive win--loss record, all of the games were very close. This year's team, which was organized on the afternoon before each game, played fairly well and had a lot of fun. 23 FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: B. Rhone, S. Noll, C. Jones, S. Weiss, C. Ryan. SECOND ROW: C. Forshell, M. Johnson, D. Anderson, R. Lindsay, L. Drill, B. Bean, J. Cowles, Mrs. Walters (coach). VOLLEYBALL A TEAM De LaSalle 0-15 12-15 NCS St. Bernard's 10-15 12-15 NCS Hill-Murray 4-15 10-15 NCS SPA 0-15 6-15 NCS Minnehaha 9-15 1-15 NCS Brady 15-13 3-15 2-15 NCS St. Rapheal's 16-14 17-15 NCS Stillwater 8-15 14-16 NCS Breck 15- 7 15-13 NCS Grace 6-15 15- 3 10-15 NCS St. Margaret's St. Rapheal's 7-15 16-14 15- 9 NCS 8-15 15- 9 15- 9 NCS NCS placed third in tournament Wins: 8 Losses:4 B TEAM Hill-Murray 15- 5 15- 1 NCS SPA 15-11 7-15 7-15 NCS Minnehaha 11- 4 11- 0 NCS Breck 14-16 0-11 NCS Grace 15-12 15- 9 NCS Wins: 2 Losses:3 This year was a good one for Northrop's A volleyball team, captained by Jane Cowles. Although they did not reach their highest expectations, they found many a success. The team had lots of experience and great spirit. Next year will be a challenge, but the rookies will be able to handle it. 24 CROSSCOUNTRY Minnehaha 26 NCS 29 Concordia 31 NCS 26 Brady 50 NCS 15 Mayer H. S. 25 NCS 33 SPA 27 NCS 29 Brady 27 NCS 29 Hill-Murray 21 NCS 40 Grace 18 NCS 39 St. Maggies 15 NCS 50 Wins: 7 Losses:2 The Cross Country team practiced Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays at Blake. They ran different courses and did exercises in between laps to warm up. Every once and a while they ran laps with Coach Dan Danielson and the Blake Cross Country team around golf courses or the Blake school grounds. Even though many of their meets were postponed, they had them all at one time or another. LEFT TO RIGHT: Mr. Knudson (chaperone), K. Budge, S. Bamford, M. Clark, J. Pratt, S. Bevis. Absent: P. Kane, Mr. Danielson (coach). 2b FALL TENNIS FIRST ROW. LEFT TO RIGHT: B. Wohlrabe, A. French, M. Walsh, S. McCarthy, E. Mattox, M. Sundberg. SEC OND ROW: K. Borman, S. McLaughlin, M. Atwater, M. Sundberg, H. Hensel, L. Wohlrabe, J. McCarthy. Absent: C. Savage, N. Drill, K. Dunn, I. Soderberg, A. Pierce, A. Kasper, D. Brine, C. Puleston (coach), R. Schwitchenberg (coach). A very young and enthusiastic Northrop tennis team did a great job this fall. After winning two matches and losing two matches and tying one match, four girls went on to win the State Tournament. The 19 girls began with an hour and a half practice at the Blake tennis courts twice a week and then began the interschool schedule. P6 SWIMMING AND DIVING FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Ceiger-Highcroft, S. McLaughlin, K. Anderson, E. Rouner. SECOND ROW: S. Bevis, I. Soderberg, S. Bamford, H. Clarke-Highcroft, K. Ide. THIRD ROW: F. Bell, M. Walters (coaches). Absent: K. Morrison, E. Sedgwick, J. Hartman (coach). The swim team met three days a week at 7:00 at Blake. They practiced from November and finished February 16. Because of the early practice time, it was difficult for many students to join the team, but they're looking for a better turnout next year. They had one diver who was Elizabeth Sedgwick. The girls made steady improvement through the year and provided hard competition in the new conference. There weren't many meets this year, but they had a great time, and next year should be even better. Swimming is an exciting new addition to NCS sports. High view Jr. High 66 51 NCS Centennial H.S. 65 87 NCS Centennial H.S. NCS 27 BASKETBALL FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: S. Bevis, D. Eggers, J. McCarthy, C. Jonet, K. Budge. SECOND ROW: L. Drill, B. Rhone, A. van der Have, B. Wholrabe, S. Seigel, L. Polly (coach). Absent: M. Sundberg. Grace 52 3 NCS St. Margaret's 57 21 NCS Holy Angels 54 22 NCS Breck 51 21 NCS De La Salle 35 27 NCS Grace 29 19 NCS St. Margaret's 58 14 NCS Breck 35 24 NCS Holy Angels 38 31 NCS De La Salle 20 13 NCS De La Salle 43 22 NCS Wins: 0 Losses: 11 •Region a Is The basketball team, NCS's smallest team, had a lot of spirit, even though they show a rather unimpressive (but unbroken) record. They remember such things as roudy van rides, their loyal supporter, Patty Kane. The shortest player--their coach, Barbie being a high scorer--60 points, Just go out, have fun, take it easy. , What do ya say, kid? , What can I say? . The team, co-captained by Diane Eggers and Laurie Drill, worked hard, and since they were such a young team, they should be greater and greater in the years to come. 2S GYMNASTICS LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Thorp, M. deLaittre, C. Leavenworth, S. Hield, H. Ankeny, M. Walsh, A. Child (coach), E. Child, A, Bryant, M. Walsh, L. Thorp. Absent: J. Prosheck. A DAY IN THE LIFE OF THE NCS VERSION OF OLGA KORBIT 3:30--She rushes down to the gym to help put up equipment? No--more likely to bounce basketballs until her irated coach arrives. The poised young gymnast is now ready, having forgotten socks, red striped underwear sticking out from under her blue leotard, hair in her face and no handgrips. Vaulting-- Now, let's see, if the right hand goes 8 inches off center, and the left hand goes 10 inches the other way. I'll miss the metal pieces. Bars-- Yes, she would want to work on suicides today since we had creamed seafood on mashed potatoes for lunch. Floor--Turn, turn, put hair behind ears, leap, cartwheel, pull down leotard, pose, put hair behind ears again, walkover, turn, pull down leotard again, walk off having forgotten the rest of the routine. Beam-- Maybe she won't notice if I leave out the tricks... and the leaps... and the mount... and maybe the dismount--that leaves the turns and the kicks. Strength-- Ugh!I 10 more leg raises. I'll probably pull a muscle in my stomach--then I won't have to do that anymore--I hope I pull a muscle. I hope I die. Ugh I! Who's going to carry me home?” 29 TRACK ’73 The members of the track team were: L. Witcher, N. Nolan, S. Bevis, S. DeLaittre, L. Drill, E. Hersey, F. Siftar, B. Wohlrabe, E. Sedgwick, M. Walsh, E. Child, R. Peebles, S. Bamford, B. Whiteman, S. Hield, T. Stalland, Mrs. Walters (coach), Mr. Woolman (coach). Mrs. Walters coaches short distance running, hurdling, high jump, long jump, shot put, and the 880 medley. Mr. Woolman is the distance runners' coach. Track members spent three out of five days after school per week devoted to warm up exercising and running. As they became more in shape they practiced an hour and a half at the track in Parade Stadium after having thoroughly warmed up in the gym. Then came the meets. This year our team was not a rookie team. They knew what was necessary to win a track meet and applied it. They won more than they lost. SOFTBALL’73 Members of the softball team were: A. van der Have, D. Eggers, E. Sedgwick, J. McCarthy, A. Bevis, K. Budge, K. Beckley, J. Cowles, L. Drill, S. Noll, and Mr. Sweetser (coach). The softball team had its difficulties with the weather. After practicing for a long time, they only had one game which they lost. Because of the weather, the other games were rained out, but they had a good time and loved playing softball. INTERCLASS GAMES FIELD HOCKEY nines 2 2 twelves elevens 0 3 twelves tens 0 1 twelves nines 2 0 tens nines 0 3 elevens tens 0 0 elevens Winners: twelves VOLLEYBALL nines 4 15 twelves 6 15 nines 15 6 elevens 15 11 tens 2 1 elevens tens 14 16 twelves 5 15 nines 14 8 tens 14 11 elevens 8 15 twelves 7 15 30 Winners: twelves ATHENA AWARD This was the first year of the Athena Awards Program which is sponsored by the Sports Activities Committee of the Women's Division, Chamber of Commerce. An Athena Award was presented to an outstanding senior girl athlete from each Minneapolis and suburban high school--private and public. Nan Nolan was presented with this award from Northrop Collegiate School at the Athena Awards Luncheon on Wednesday, February 13, 1974 in the ballroom of the Radisson Hotel. There were girls from 11 Mpls. public schools, 24 suburban high schools, and 5 private schools. The name Athena was chosen by the Sports Activities Committee to symboize the honor awarded to these girl athletes. As one of the twelve Olympian deities in Greek mythology, Athena was the child of the brain of Zeus and became known as the goddess of wisdom. Brave, chaste, dauntless, she is the essence of all that is noble. Athena's principal festival, the Panathenaea, which was celebrated each year in July, began with a torch race and followed by athletic competitions. Prizes were olive wreaths in honor of Athene. CONGRATULATIONS TO NAN FOR RECEIVING THIS OUTSTANDING AWARD! 11 BLUE-WHITE COMPETITION Blue-White competition began in 1938. Every new NCS upper schooler is assigned a color at the Old Girl's Party For The New when her name is drawn out of a hat by the white or blue captain and she keeps her color for life. During the year, varstiy game scores are added to points for blue or white games won in gym classes and then at the end of the year, Mrs. Stock announces which team won at the athletics assembly. Cyrus, the bear, wears the colored ribbon of the winning team from the year before in the front hall. Blue-white rivalry is a big tradition at Northrop which always bring excitement to the year. Yearly winners have been as follows: '73-blue, '72-white, '71-white, '70-white, '69-white, '68-blue, '67-blue, '66-blue, '65-blue, '64-white, '63-blue, '62-white, '61-blue, '60-white, '59-blue, '58-blue, '57-white, '56-?, '55-?, '54-?, '53-white, '52-white, '51-white, '50-?, '49-?, '48-?, '47-?, '46-white, '45-blue, '44-white. 31 32 33 34 SCHOOL LIFE THE DIFFERENT MOODS OF NCS acting goofy forgetting school to go cruisin' 35 finding homework invigorating working alone OLD GIRLS’ PARTY FOR THE NEW 36 NORTHROP PLAYS This fall, Northrop put on the play, THE MEMBER OF THE WEDDING, which was a great success. It was fun to put on with a few people from Blake playing the male roles. Next, many NCS girls played in Blake's two short plays, BLACK COMEDY and THE PUBLIC EYE. In the spring, Northrop and Blake put on the musical, LITTLE MARY SUNSHINE, together. This was also a tremendous success as it was a melodramatic spoof which had the audience laughing throughout the entire performance. A lot of work goes into plays before the final product is viewed. Besides the many hours of practice, memorizing lines, staging, etc., on the parts of the play characters, there are the crews, such as sets, costumes, props, lights, sound, publicity, and make-up who put in just about as many hours and without whom the shows would not go on. With Candy and Mike Pufall, NCS plays have grown in popularity 100% in the past three years. Northropians can be proud of their accomplishments in the area of theater. Shots from THE MEMBER OF THE WEDDING. 37 SENIOR WEEKEND LOWER SCHOOL ACTIVITIES Every Friday after lunch, for fifty minutes, students in fourth, fifth, and sixth grades can be found busy working at various activities. Every six weeks each student elects one of several activities, such as candy making, square dancing, chess, photography, macrame, yoga, shop, or wood and metal crafts. Coordinated by Mr. Halverson, the activities give the students a chance to develop and pursue skills and interests that they otherwise would not be exposed to. JUNIOR HIGH ACTIVITIES The Biological Preservation activity spent the fall months working on such projects as leaf preservation, embedding of specimens in plastic blocks, and the making of permanent microscope slides of such things as insect parts and various kinds of tissues. Junior High Activities Crafts group embroidered, worked clay, carved wood, made decoupage items, chatted and giggled. It was do -your-own-thing time. If it would not cut, bum or smell bad, we could do it, we did, and enjoyed it. Machines jam up on us, threads go up on us, needles attack us, and plaids confuse us, but sewing in the middle of the day takes the mind off normal school problems. During the activities period we are glad to escape to the Home Economics room and relax behind a machine. We have instruction in basic knitting skills for beginners, and for the more experienced blitters, practice is given in following standard knitting procedures in more advanced techniques. Each member has her own knitting project such as a whole scarf, shrink or sport hat. We think that knitting is a fine leisure time activity for anyone. Hook the green wire to the green screw, said Phil Martinson to the students in Mrs. Hutchins' Junior High Lamp Building activity. Thus began the making of seven heavy duty extension cords for use in the school. After completing the cords and learning some basic electrical wiring, the group visited an electric shop and purchased materials with which to make a variety of lamps. Pop can lamps equipped with flashers were made as well as several more conventional table lamps. When time permitted, the group learned how to install rheostats and repair and replace electrical outlets. Because of growing interest, a Bridge Club was formed. The girls learned the fundamentals of bridge. Now a multitude of bridge groups are constantly found throughout the school. 40 OUT OF SCHOOL ACTIVITIES VISITORS Often special speakers come to Northrop to talk to classes or assemblies. This year we had several such guests including a number of Indians who were present during the Wounded Knee incident, Madame Cargill who played a piano concert, and some members of the St. Paul Opera. At right is Margaret Hamilton who played the Wicked Witch of the West in the movie, THE WIZARD OF OZ. She came early this winter to talk to the eighth grade. 41 4? ARTS LITERARY Y M m At t a. Sunset Bridge I think about the time when all things come to pass when stars in all their glory melt like icicles in the black If winter is the death of us, then why does spring come back? Then how can I see my life through a looking glass? If When I find myself running through a garden of flowers, Or When I lay myself down in a meadow by a creek Was there once a little child who did the same? beneath the sun as his childhood rolls on the grass? Then he looks behind to see the setting sun through the mountains that he just climbed He remembers how it all used to rhyme A thousand smiles ago. If When I find myself smelling my childhood in a daisy And seeing love and war I'll know that life ain't easy I've a thousand miles to go. When sunsets fade and children grow and stars come out to fill the black nights with light, I'll know... And we'll lie on the hillside watching the glow in the velvet finding the stars that are ours, waiting for the dawn— The dawn that always means the day. We paddle across the lakes and mirrors of our looking glass. And When I understand seeing the stars in your eyes Then I'll know that since then and from Now, 1 walk 'cross the bridge to Tomorrow. Genet Ide - 12 Carolyn Leavenworth - 8 A Friend I Can't Describe I am looking for a place that 1 can not find; I look in the daylight but it still isn't mine. Dear friend, I have found my place But I am in the dark and that my friend is what makes it still my part. Katie O'Connor - K 43 Sally Ankeny - 9 Margot Lindsay - 6 Judy Shedd - 11 Mommy, What's Love Love is blue skies and daffodils, Love is apples and peppermint candy, Love is the sun, the moon, and the stars. Love is too good to miss. Love is sunny, A cheerful laugh, A lovely day. Love is a feeling one gets in his stomach, When thinking of a very special person, Love is knowing you have a friend. Love is not having to put thoughts into words, The pain that rights itself. Love is something God gave us, The poor creatures of earth, That wc should never abuse Or lose. Love is a burst of joy, The tumbling of one emotion over another, Love is... Yes, Love is you. Molly Hickok - 8 Birth— Tiny, Diminutive; Crying, Growing, Longing; Infant, Child, Girl, Woman; Comforting, Maturing, Living; Wise, Venerable; Death. 44 V Sc W o i . ■ mar ‘3f Kerv f ABOVE—Mari Tankenoff - 3. BELOW—Gayle Nord-ling - 11. Amy Dolan - 6 The Marlboro air choked my throat and burned my eyes, yet I could not leave these few rare moments to the past. I closed my mouth and shut my eyes while my ears concentrated on the thirty some youthful voices that seemed to be in perfect tunc with the Beatles' song, I Want To Hold Your Hand. Everyone in this dimly lit, crowded little basement knew well the teenage music being played that night, and not one voice was heard out of tune or above the others. The aroma of sausage and cheese pizzas filled our nostrils, and good beer wet our tongues and throats. A tide of warmth and friendship overcame all of us as gaps between cliques dissolved, and for one night, everyone loved, and was loved, as much as the other. It was a birthday celebration for someone very special in our class. Never have I been to a more relevant and moving celebration in my life. The atmosphere was of love, of youth, and of life at its fullest potential. Friendship was deeply imbedded on these smooth girlish faces, and laughter was found in every pair of eyes. I realized that everyone was accepted within this warmly comforting realm, even those who were formally untouchable. There was an irresistible urge to become high, to reach out for the hands of old enemies, and to gain a new understanding of friends who were not so close. It seemed our class was making a final attempt to make peace with each other. Yet there was also a feeling of uselessness and awareness that time would soon separate us all. Nothing could prevent the inevitability of this class's being divided into thirty-five separate pieces, each forming a life of its own apart from the others. Perhaps we were fighting time, perhaps we were struggling to hold on to the present just a little longer before it melted into the past. In a few months, we would graduate from years of working, playing, suffering, growing, learning, and maturing together. Most of us were anxious to leave—anxious to think of Graduation Day as a New Beginning. Still, some knew it was the end of something that had always been a part of us, and reluctantly they were watching a major era in our lives come to a close. We had known all along that this patterned way of life would not last forever. We had known, yet somehow we had not believed. Now the moment would soon be upon us, and in this musty, smoky room, we drank, danced, sang, and madly clapped our hands to the music that so represented the people of our high school class. With heated bodies, we clutched these moments and tried to absorb every expression, every word, every giggle we could in an attempt to impress upon our minds the most vivid memory possible, so we would always remember exactly what our class was and how much we ment to one another. It was not the beer that made us so high that night. We were high on our laughter, on our music, and on each other. We found something there we would never lose. The night was too full of youth to ever die, but even as I sat on the floor with beer and piz2a in my hand, my eyes and throat burning, my ears ringing with our music and my sweaty, young body feeling the vibrations of dancing feet upon the floor, I knew-these young eyes were gradually fading into a pleasant memory. Ann Be vis - 12 Kim Schmoker - 3 45 Fire Drill I feel excited and nervous. I feel like saying help and saying good. And when I see other people nervous I seem nervous too. And when I hear people talk I start to talk too. When I see people close doors I close them too. When I hear people walk I walk too. And that's what happens When I hear the bell. Mary deLaittre - 4 Andrea Bruce - 2 Creation of a Song--But Joy Cometh in the Morning She was sharing her creation. It was nothing like she'd ever written. It made me cry But I couldn't grasp the feeling it gave me. The tune poured out of the piano. We were all in a trance. But something was missing. Where were the words? My stomach knotted from frustration But she concealed it. There was patience in her face And slowly it crept into me. As she played, I was comforted. It was as though it had always been there So gentle and reassuring. She played through her love. Debbie Klein - 11 What My House Sounds Like Feed Bella, Hurry up. Come on. Mommy, Get off the phone. Feed Kitty, Telephone for you, Jocey, Clean up your mess, Doorbell, Turn off the t.v., It's Emily on the phone, Leslie, I'm coming, Mommy, Emily wants to know if I can sleep over, O. K., you can, Thanks, Time for skiing, I'm coming, Dinner, Daddy is home, Finally. Leslie Hale - 3 A Child’s Night Child’s night quilted sleep honeyed eyes closing Dream drifting lulled gently tiny music nodding Falling faster long, low gentle melodies yawning Other lands boats, sailors fairy castles dreaming SaUy Ankeny - 9 Wednesday, The 10th of October Lock the door and turn the key, Let the darkness slide over me, Let the silence sink in my brain, a slow, torturing, throbbing pain. Let the fire bum away, blistered and raw leave me lay. Til the ashes are washed into the ground by the rain, the sun, and the sound. Til the pain is finally set free by the wind that now blows through the top of the trees. The key is turned, the door unlatched and the splendor and beauty shall never be matched For this garden is Heaven and here 1 will stay Heaven from Hell and He is the way. Paul Kane - 9 Dark shapes forming quickly lurking demons nightmare! Screams, sobbing wide eyes fearful crying terror Arms cradling holding, soothing sobbing silenced sleep Child !s night quilted sleep honeyed eyes closing ScoU T ankenoff - 1 Suzy Siftar - 11 LEFT--Charlotte Wiethoff - 5 Cadillac--Big, Soft; Cruising, Devouring, Lumbering; Black, Gray, Yellow, Red; Crowding, Shifting, Saving; Funny, Noisy; Vo Iks wagon. Reeko Reeko Ratsatoni that's his name coming down the line ready and fine coming down the line coming down the line stealing cheese cause he likes it running, scratching, jumping here and there fighting other cats always running Reeko is our cat very, very tough, the end. Meow--Meow. Emily Sahr - 3 Sarah Kohler - 6 Mr. W.J. Wiggles Once there was a little girl. She wished for a bunny so much. But her mother just kept saying, Couldn’t you want something neater like a cat or a dog? Rabbits are so messy. The little girl was so unhappy everytime her mother said those words. One day she was outside and she saw an envelope in her doll buggy. She wondered who it was from. She opened the envelope. She read it. It said, Close your eyes and then stamp your foot three times. Open your eyes and you'll see me. She did it and when she opened her eyes she saw a six-foot rabbit standing smack in front of her. Then she heard a voice saying, Hello. My name is Mr. W.J. Wiggles. They became good friends. It finally was the little girl's birthday. She invited Mr. Wig gles to her party. He came. She asked him where her present was. He said, It's in the tree in a large hat box. It was a rabbit! Just what she had wanted. 48 Eve Deikel - 4 The King of the Blue Seas I'm a minstrel named Sadko and I live in a Russian tow called Novgorod. To earn money I play my gusly at banquets and feasts. But today nobody hired me so I went to Lake Ilmen and played my gusly. Then, when evening came, the waves swirled and the water was full of sand. I was terrified and ran back to Novgorod as fast as I could! This happened two more times, but on the third I stayed because I was not afraid anymore. Then it happened! The water split in half, and before I could run away, the King of the Blue Seas stepped out. He was wearing blue clothes with every kind of fish embroidered on them. What surprised me most was that he was as dry as I was! Then he said he wanted me to play at one of his banquets the next day and jumped into the lake with me following him. We went down for what seemed like ages and didn't get wet. Then I saw his palace, but instead of shingles it had shells and instead of bricks it had pearls. We went inside and in the first room the walls were covered with emeralds, the second room's walls were covered with diamonds, and the third room's walls were covered with pearls. The banquet was in the first room and before the banquet I felt very nervous. Out of all the banquets I've played at, this one was the grandest. There were people there but no fish! Instead we ate something called SEAWEED SOUFFLE that tasted very strange. I liked playing at it very much. Diana Brown - 5 Fluffy Soft white lump Mounds of whipped cream, With his pink nose And ears as pink as a pink carnation, Little chubby tail As white as a vail. Wanda Burris - 4 Sally Ankeny - 9 A Seagull's Flight I like to watch a seagull, Go soaring through the sky. He’s on another journey; His graceful wings swoop by. I like to watch a seagull As he dives and swoops and drops. He takes another journey, Then swoops down to a stop. Lucy Whitney - 6 ABOVE—Judy Shedd - 11, BELOW—Nancy Anderson - 5. Let the wind Take you where it can. Go exploring Into crevices and caves. Touch things That you never could before. Find yourself In the breezes and hurricanes. Follow it Through labyrinths of life. Let the wind Weave you around the sky, the sun, the stars. Forever follow the wind. Without it you would fall like a dead leaf to the ground. Denise Anderson - 12 Anne Linvill - 1 Near our cabin in the country, there are several bams. Most of them are in use, but there is one, not too far down the road, that is old and used only for storage. One rainy day, I was feeling rather adventuresome, and I set out for that bam to have a look at it. To my dismay, all the doors were locked, so 1 looked both ways carefully and proceeded to try all the windows. One happened to be opened, and, of course, it was the smallest one, but I managed to squeeze through without too much difficulty. Once inside the bam, 1 breathed in a dank, musty odor. The room was dim and barely any light could seep in through the dirty windows. It seemed to me to be an ancient bam, and it smelled like the old days, somewhat like the smell in an antique shop. Straw-colored hay covered the worn wooden floor, and down the center of the bam ran a line of rusty cow-milking machines. I could tell they hadn't been used in several years. An old, unsturdy ladder reached up to a trap door on the second level of the bam. I climbed it carefully and pulled myself up until I was standing in more hay--bales and bales of hay stacked as high as the roof. It was dark up there; only a little light streamed in from a solitary window. The roof was made out of unvarnished, unpainted wood that was as old as the smell was. I thought this was what bams must have been like two hundred years ago. Everything was quiet. There was no sound unless I made it. I stood motionless, straining my ears to hear a child's laughter or a rustling of hay. I tried to imagine life in this bam: people milking cows, feeding pigs, or helping a mare deliver her colt. I tried to imagine children, before they grew up, jumping from the highest bale down to the lowest, flipping and flopping and giggling all the way. But that must have been a long time ago, and all those people are dead, now. The bam sits alone all summer and all winter, just growing older. I was the first living thing that breathed that ancient air in many generations. So, to make the old wood structure feel better, I climbed to the highest bale and jumped to the lowest. Screaming all the way. 51 Ann Bevis - 12 I saw a giraffe and gazed in awe. At those things that looked like pegs. Was that his body that I saw. Or were those his legs? V He stooped down low to take a drink, I thought that he'd fall down. The lofty beast I do not think. Would look good on the ground. Anne Tobian - 6 Drawings—Helen Slade - 6 Mari Tankenoff - 3 The Purple Sky Early in the morning, the sky was purple. The sun was rising. It seemed so lovely to see the church against the purply-pink sky. Earlier yet, the sky was black. It was horrible the way the spooky trees stood high and tall with no leaves. Now the sky is blue with little white clouds. What a lovely day. You can just about set the sun. I can still see pink in the horizon. Soon it will be sunny, and very light. Good-by lovely sky! Charlotte Wiethoff - 5 Les Yeux Let them fly out the window to the sky --blur the trees. Don't focus the blue sharpen the trees (like needles sticking through soft blue yam) Now let them down softly, softly- -bump--to the paper. Kiki Ide - 9 LEFT--Jane Silverson - 6 FACULTY AND ADMINISTRATION 53 Lois Nottbohm, Director of the Upper School PAULINE MOECKL -Registrar GWEN KINGMAN -Alumnae Secretary ANN DAY -Secretary VALERIE KELLER -Accounting Clerk 54 CARLP. MALMQUIST, M.D. -School Psychiatrist POLLY SAUNDERS - School Nuree AUCE JEAN McFARUN - Librarian JEAN CORNELL - Librarian 56 JULIE VANG - Fourth Grade SHERYL HALPERN - Fifth Grade DONALD HALVORSON - Sixth Grade ANN DEPTA - Sixth Grade 57 1. FRANCES SPECHT - Home Economics, Tutoring 2. MARCIA TRYGSTAD - Home Economics 3. EVELYN SINGER - English 4. JANE RICE - English Dept. Head 5. LEEWOOLMAN - English, Upper School Activicies Coordinator 6. JOHN A. SWEETSER, III - English 58 MARY LINDSAY - Latin, Geography BARBARA REYNOLDS - French JANINE NELSON - French ELLEN ROWLEY - Latin ANNICK FLANNERY - French HEIDI EALES - French 59 Virginia Claessens - Music Dept. Head: Arvida Steen - Lower School Music; Carol Clem - Instrumental Music; Shirley Bertelsen - Piano; Frank Gohlke - Photography; Marlys Johnson - Joumalishm Film, English, Tatler Advisor; Candy C Mike Pufall - Drama, Play Directors; Shirlee Scott - Drama Dept. Head; Alice Benjamin - Lower School Art; Frances Magoffin - Upper School Art. 60 CANDY C MIKE PUFALL- Drama, Play Directors SHIRLFX SCOTT- Drama Dept. Head ALICE BOUDREAU- Lower School Art FRANCES MAGOFFIN- Upper School Art 61 CHERYL CHEATHAM - Lower School Phy. Ed. KAY SOLON - History ANN HUTCHINS - History JANET WOOL MAN - History Dept. Head JEANETTE STARR - Upper School Phy. Ed. MARY WALTERS - Upper School Phy. Ed. 62 PAMELA GORANSON -Math PAUL VETSCHER -Math, Physics MARILYN GANNAWAY -Math JOANNE ROBSON Math Dept. Head CLINTON KNUD SON -Biology, Science Dept. Head JUDITH SHERMAN-Chemistry, Science L. MONTY CARLSON -Lower G Upper School Science 63 BLAKE CO-ED FACULTY WALT McCarthy - English BILL FISHER - English, History DARREL McANNANY -English KELLER POLLOCK - English JOHN HATCH - English 64 65 BLAKE CO-ED FACULTY Don Mezzenga -Medical Biology Bill Marton - History Chuck Ritchie - History Tom O'Reilly - Math Don Teslow - Art Wally Meissner -Music 66 SENIORS 67 DENISE KAY ANDERSON Keep your face to the sunshine, and you cannot see the shadow. My life is a chronicle of friendship. My friends--all those about me--create my world anew each day. Without their loving care all the courage I could summon would not suffice to keep my heart strong for life. 68 Helen Keller High school: images of long halls, halls as dirty, as obscene, as beautiful as the city that bred its students. Halls where I discovered the hatred bred by racist America. The bright, lonely, later warm Quaker halls where I found that, yes, I really could think, and, yes, there is life, is stimulation in numbers and books and dates. The pain of having to leave just as I was arriving. Then the halls where my concepts of reality were challenged. The year I was constantly urged to examine my priorities. Three a. m. struggles (with sanity, with blurry eyes, shaking hands) to prove, back in the days when I thought those halls deserved proof, that I could maintain my academic standards and still be involved in the theatre. The halls where I found friendship in its truest sense, thanks to George McGovern and a darkroom. And now, in your halls and in escaping them, I am faced with indecision about the future. You see, high school has taught me that learning does occur in schools, but it is also found in so many other places. I must spend time in so many new places, with so many people. I must discover more city streets at four a. m., hear so much more music, dance through so many new spaces. I must spend so many more nights talking, arguing, crying, altering mind levels naturally, organically, chemically. I must flirt with insanity a few more times. Yes, these four years labeled high school have taught me all of this. Life goes 69 on, and so shall I, aided by what I have learned. Thank you, Ruby Tuesday ... Tory BRIDGET BEAN You got to live your life otherwise you've got nothing to talk about in the lockeroom! Bridget, Bardot, Bean, Buddget Bun, Bean, Beano, Bubbles... no. 1 North Star fan... Buster ... Arlene... Sam and Bamba ... Sistah and me”... Frankenstein. .. Uncle Ed and Denny ... Hey you guys, come on” ... NCS for 13 years... swimming pool parties... knee operations. .. Oh, I'm getting so fat!”... eats Screaming Yellow Zonkers and chocolate ring cookies like they were going out of style... Florida... probable first wife and mother... takes everyone for cruises... tunes anyone?... class president 150 times... I can't, I gotta do my homework”... specializes in tracheotomies ... has never bought cigarettes but has a pack-a-day habit... orders T. V. records... don't you Dare sit on my bed! ___ never does her homework, but gets straight A's... Poppin Fresh fan... plays racquet ball ... Munchbutt... Tiny Bubbles ... Sistah, whereyou been? ... Shanana... Montana lover ... White captain... groovy. 71 NANNETTE BECKLEY ANN CHRISTINA BEVIS Everything ripens at Its time And becomes fruit At its Hour. What I will become Will be Remembered To all Eternity. To my class of seventy-four, I will miss you and I will think of you from time to time. Take care and good luck. I love you. 72 HEIDI ELIZABETH BLACKBURN I am not interested so much in what I do with my hands or words as what I do with my feelings. I want to live from the inside out, not from the outside in. 73 LISA ANNE BROCK One runs the risk of weeping a little if one lets himself be tamed... Antoine de Saint-Exupery I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. W. B. Yeats The wind is old and still at play While I must hurry upon my way For I am running to Paradise; Yet never have I lit on a friend To take my fancy like the wind That nobody can buy or bind. W. B. Yeats Brooks... typical”... contagious laugh... can't snap her fingers, whistle, or wink... ping-pong fiend... has to explain her puns... punctual... curly feet... her wit is razor blade sharp and her remarks are butter knife blunt... has one of those familiar faces ... I like your shirt, can I have it?”.. .world traveler. .. gets into predicaments... fiddlesticks! ... the Mayor's daughter... a spectacle on the ice rink ... night owl... can't keep surprises... laughs at her own jokes... drifts into a third world... 7b KATHLEEN WHITNEY BRYANT What wisdom can you show that is greater than kindness One lives in hope of becoming a memory Kate... apple... surprise parties... strawberry jello... Snowbound... Grand Cayman ... and Tobago... bridge player... funny ski hat... airplane shoes... Bryant-Tickle pug ... Teen Corps... Wolf Lake... Denver Art Camp... Colorado camping... Doodles !... Angel Anglehurst... rifle team... squirt guns... clackers___bangs, skirts, sweaters, and osh-koshes... smiles... Who will come to the art room with me? ... Minnetonka friends... Red won't bite! ... Flash... Please take your shoes off. ... Always ready to help. 76 ANNE CLARK ... Bring a woodland song to the city Bring the gleam of stars to tired eyes Bring home the pathways to tomorrow From the skies, from the skies, from a Girl Scout song Anne... ’’Anne with an ”e”, Clark without ... reads, reads, reads... Girl Scout for 11 years... CUSTARD THE DRAGON AND THE WICKED KNIGHT... chorus and choir... builds bridges... supplies hungry students with Girl Scout cookies... makes weird noises... I doth wish to.cross country skiing ... winter camping... ALL kinds of camping... canoeing... plays guitar... collects songs.. .wants to be a professional camper... frank with people... Nero Wolfe ... hot spit! 77 ?a HART I’ve decided YES SOJ JLcan onjv 5°% wrong SUSAN CARTER DELAITTRE Nothing lasts longer than a happy memory. Sue will die an unnatural death--she'll giggle to death. Sue, Woozen, Fred, Do, DeLaytree... riding, skiing, tennis, cheerleading, field hockey, track--all around jock... only one with short hair, squinty eyes, perfect smile?... Give me a list of your rejects ... You creep ... walks like a penguin... Beep Beep ... Constantly hungry!!... Pop-pin' Fresh... Sure, Bud ... ducks... Putt Putt... Two ton Annie with a one ton Fannie . .. George: Well, he's about two feet high and nine feet wide... Virginia... TGIF... drives the big brown station wagon. .. hockey games... Who--me? ... Oops! 79 VIRGINIA STANLEY GRANT Gina, Booza, Martha, Sexitariate ... Montana ... A and W ... Marvel ... Wrong end of cigarette ... N. D. ... ten and still walked away ... snookered ... Try it” ... My little duckling... Golly... U. M. D. ... Napa... Snore-What appeal ... ketchup on lasagna ... Frido's ... sprained wrist ... Thanks, I, uh, needed that ... P. H. ... THE STANLEY ... Dandy Don ... false eyelashes ... Let's get a drink! ... Nixon imitations ... Sank you ... Einer ... J. Geils ... We did the laundry ... catering ... Tidal wave ... It must be love, it’s been over a week! ... 2 layers-insecure? ... Old Milwaukee ... Plug in ... Gag ... Can I flip you? ... Next time ... Dream on! ... Nick ... Are you laughing at me or with me? ... understands without words. There are times to remember and times to forget but remember me as I will remember you. Good-byes must be said so say good-bye to old adventures and hello to new ones. 80 Drinks beer like coke ... loves peanut sandwiches ... shoes with four-inch heels ... Never knows what's going on in biology class --all her notes are in Icelandic ... a real swinger ... joined volleyball and crosscountry, because she thought it was required ... loves to go cruising ... loves potato chips ... devilish sparkle in her eye when she smiles ... fearless ... a prankster ... easy going, fun to be with . AUDUR HALLGRIMSDOTTIR ICELAND AFS 81 SA ER LIINUR ER I RAUN REYNIST Life is what you make it--I prefer to make it interesting. Anonymous KATHERINE ROSE ANNA HANVIK Katie ... Claudia ... Claudi-audi ... Always orderly ... boundless enthusiasm ... Where's Mandy? ... track team ... radiant vitality ... art work ... 'Til bring a cake--let's surprise her ... likes BMW's and AUDI'S ... Who wants to go to the game? ... Bees and raw honey ... Sunshine and laughter ... Party Where? ... Mmmm ... Russel ... LaLa Cakes ... PBR ... Well, maybe kinda sorta ... the kid with the big eyes ... favorite color is blue ... chorus ... Go left! Go left! ... soccer games ... Woodhill dinners ... Melissa ... What time did you get in last night? ... Farrell’s troughs ... Saks Fifth Avenue in her closet ... La Renne ... Tull ... 82 KATE SIMMONS HERSEY I have a dream, as we all must, which never leaves me, for this dream is almost a part of the real me--it is what keeps me going because I can, as often as I wish, escape into it and believe I am there. In my dream the wind is blowing my hair, and the waves are crashing in my face. The stars above the sand are bright, and peace and nothingness surround me. This is where my spirit lives. My creativity springs, mostly, from this small dream; it is my soul. Kate, Katie, Herse, Hershey bar, Katrina ... L’Artise... Virginia Me Knight Bin -ger Award ... sells needlepoint ... photography ... I'll be in the art room ... Guys, Public Relations is cancelled again! ... loves liverworst ... reads romances ... Led Zeppelin ... Tatler ... A. P. art ... fanatic Cape Codder ... sailor ... swimmer ... lobster, clams, seafood ... boats ... waves ... I'm going to change my residency to Massachusetts ... Only 68 more days 'til we leave for Cape Cod! ... Bake sales ... I'm busy right now, but ... ... Friar's ... BMW’s ... quilting bee ... quiet ... school plays ... choir ... 83 GENET MILLSPAUGH IDE SECRETS Adolescent secrets slip away like mist along the beach ... Tonyas, Tanyas--that's what they were even with their chapped red feet. So were the stars and animals and flocks of mushrooms under the aspens, and all the doors swung secretly-- only the way they do for children. Then the riddles of the world arose like little white balls from the mouth of a fakir in a bewitching pose, bewitching us to make things out. Little magic snowflakes tumbled down on the woods and fields of hay. Little magic laughter rippled in the corners of the young girls' eyes. We whispered something secretly on the secretive ice of the skating-rink, and like two secrets, timidly, we touched our finger-tips. But suddenly we were all grown-up. His tailcoat tattered and worn threadbare, the fakir vanished into somebody's childhood, like a distant province, to go on tour. We, being grown-up, were forgotten. Ah, fakir, you're a no-good man. The snow now falls down on our shoulders so obviously it seems a wrong. And so, if by chance a hand now touches yours gently, softly caresses your hand, it's only a hand--not a secret, you know this--only a hand! Give me a secret, a simple secret, a secret: shyness, silence, things done--a slim, a skinny, a barefooted secret... Give me a secret--if only one! Evgeni Evtushenko I 84 KRISTI ANN JORGENSEN FRIENDSHIP Friendship is the glad look on another’s face when you come to the door--the touch on a shoulder or clasp of a hand--a sharing of thought that struggles for expression or a hidden worry that gnaws inside. It is asking for help or encouragement or cheer and getting full measure of these and much more. Friendship is knowing someone well enough to trust with your weaknesses and well enough to show your strengths without the fear of boasting. Friendship lives on touch and words and on understanding when they are no longer there. That is why it survives distance and absence and time. 85 Julie Stine ANN HAWTHORNE KASPER Ann ... Koala ... skiweekends ... tallest seven of them all ... a faithful blue ... sincere ... pigtails ... stays up late the night before an exam to watch Dick Cavett ..........does everything scientifically ... half of a pair of twins ... modest! ... movie critic ... Woody Allen fan ... a fish ... John Denver ... tennis team ... likes baking any food ... are you sure you're twins?? ... math whiz ... always thinks she needs to be on a diet ... I guess so ... one of these days she's going to serve her pigtail over the net ... has the appetite of a gorilla, yet never gains an ounce ... fat bangs ... fat eyelashes ... I don't understand! ... may I stay after class? ... wallabees ... chipped thooth ... Why not? yes let's! ... Oh Nuts! ... Oh Scribbens ... captain ... Steamboat Springs ... 86 FRANCI LIVINGSTON And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. 87 TAMMIS ARCHAMBO MCMILLAN If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowances for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting. Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies. Or being hated, don’t give way to hating. And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise ... Rudyard Kipling Meg, Mug, Marg, Merf ... Miss Thelma Fitt ... Tober ... 2 seven-ups and a pep-si ... Nober ... the only Todd I know ... Swing ... personalized bowling ball ... let's play train ... Camp Acoma ... Sorry, Dave, I can't play hearts ... Harriere, Obei Tobere ... Dave Z... week ends at L. U. ... math whiz ... Fog II ... only person who tells a dirty joke and doesn't get it ... Guess who called last night ... always in the john ... race car ... cake expert ... sister's closet ... opens her mouth only to change feet ... her shoulder is always there ... MARGARET GORMAN MC NUTT A lot has been left out--it is stored in the backs of our mind and will never be forgotten. It was the greatest time--and, yes, I did cry a little when I left. 89 NANCY ELEANOR MEISEL Af Fin.a((w , btetlyti], whztsocvtr tKin s art trui£Jy A.t3otiid' t nny arc Kcnoraiftj h lvitsoCYir bhny art just, vJia.tio£irdf sort j urfc, wkdticeirtr {A n art iortlj, 'Hka.botnr tkir s ate ck joed. ujort- if thtrt hi lnj Yifhktjdnd if Oitrt ]) f aaj f rx Si, of . thtii fAintji, a.h(L U t ood of ftuc£. 5h4.lf wi{A. you. 'ijr fkiii PpLOJlb i 8 -Lsts bear Wit ness to ttwit la wiv urilcri efcjLSts ,o dj£. 90 MOLLY KATHLEEN MORIN Mol ... Mole ... Canoe trips ... lumi across Lac le Croix ... Voyageur Bread ... The Book ... Hut Magazine ... lasagna ... cream puffs ... pickle cake ... flat pancakes ... bumper cars ... Bye Bye Birdie (Snore) ... lunch with the painters ... Web ... A W ... Marvel ... Montana ... Big Timber ... Mcleod Bar ... the roof ... ripped ... English Leather ... Motorcycle gangs ... bears ... haystack ... snuggler ... Mrs. Buffum ... Want to go for a walk? ... changes her mind ... mathematics ... TRAIN! ... Wallabees ... Puget Sound ... rifle champ ... the Red Baron ... All-Star Wrestling ... no belly button ... smiles all the time ... squinty eyes ... doesn't know how to be mean ... listens when no one else cares. There is nothing more valuable than a true friend. 91 KATHERINE MODISETTE NALEN It serves no purpose to remember the past ... Yet the memories which stay on your mind will always be there for you and your Friend to call upon; so within this lies a purpose — For there is a purpose in Friendship. Drinking wine this afternoon, I realized the days are getting longer. Moose ... Sally ... Taste me, taste me ... fogged window ... cucumber ... Colorado ... c. c. ... ski racer ... sleigh ride ... sloe gin even on ankles ... France ... Lappy ... My summer is just beginning ... tomatoes ... Mario Andretti in a firebird ... baseball game ... peanuts up her nose ... allstar wrestling ... That's an inside joke ... Harry hi ... Eat it! ... loudest laugh ... a class clown ... competitive athlete ... always on a diet ... raced for the boy in the pink striped shirt ... quill ... piglet ... mixed chorus ... Aster Art ... lost in Sheldon's driveway ... Poppin Fresh ... Warewolf ... Shut up, jealous! ... laughs under tables ... THE play ... You tell'em, old timer! ... Sportsworld ... gets brown baby tan ... Well, I'm proud! ... serious at the right times, but always has a joke. 92 NANCY FRANCELIA NOLAN Nan, Nanabo, Piglet ... the bomb ... No. 20 ... Buck Hill Racing Team ... an athlete ... blushes ... Oh, come on, you’re kidding! ... Surrrre ... a native Texan ... Oscar Wienerschnitzel ... constant car troubles ... best contribution to the Senior Room-- a broken stereo ... bananas and peas ... pickle factory ... What the heck ... Where's the government john? ... Voyageur Bread ... hit the only rock in the St. Croix ... Robert Redford ... gas station lovers ... the West--summers and skiing ... one of the shrimps ... There's gotta be more than one right angle in a triangle ... expert foreign accents ... hair grows fast ... loves turquoise jewelry ... cold sores and sun blisters ... Rude ... blue captain ... FATHER KNOWS BEST and MANNIX ... always concerned about the feelings of others ... can turn even a dull day into a bright one ... she never stops smiling. For oft, when on my couch I lie. In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. Daffodils William Wordsworth 93 SALLY BRADFORD NOLL 94 I've got spurs that jingle - jangle - jingle As I go riding merrily along ... to talk of putrid skies and tarnished silver is absurdity. So we conjure up dreams and our steps inaudibly shatter the cobwebby mirrors. Call it sanity. b.l. CLAIRE VICTORIA CALDER PEEPS The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center-light pop and everybody goes Awww! 95 BONNIE JEAN SEIDEL What we are is God's gift to us. What we become is our gift to God. Louis Nizer Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow You will find as you look back upon your life, that the moments that stand out are the moments when you have done things for others. Henry Drummenel If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away. Henry David Thoreau 96 AMANDA MARGARET MARY SUMMER The behavior of the full human being is always unpredictable --simply because it is FREE 1 wish to live my life completely--to use my being to its fullest extent: my mind for thinking my body for action and enterprise, my heart and soul for loving. 97 KATE COTTINGHAM SWEETSER - C'est ta faute, dit le petit prince, je ne te souhaitais point de mal, mais tu as voulu que je t'apprivoise... - Bien sur, dit le renard. - Mais tu vas pleurer! dit le petit prince. - Bien silr, dit le renard. - Alors tu n’y gagnes rien! - J'y gagne, dit le renard, a cause de la couleur du ble. Puis il ajouta: - Va revoir les roses. Tu comprendras que la tienne est unique au monde. Tli re-viendras me dire adieu, et je te ferai cadeau d'un secret. Le petit prince s'en fut revoir les roses: - Vous n'etes pas du tout semblables a ma rose, vous n'etes rien encore, leur dit-il. Personne ne vous a apprivoisees et vous n'avez apprivoise personne. Vous etes comme etait mon renard. Ce n'etait qu'un renard semolable cent mi lie autres. Mais j'en ai fait mon ami, et il est main-tenant unique au monde. Et les roses £taient bien genees. - Vous 6tes belles, mais vous £tes vide, leur dit-il encore. On ne peut pas mourir pour vous. Bien sur, ma rose a moi, un passant ordinaire croirait qu'elle vous ressemble. Mais a elle seule elle est plus importante que vous toutes, puisque c'est elle que j’ai arrosee. Puisque c’est elle que j’ai mise sous globe. Puisque c'est elle que j’ai abritee par le paravent. Puisque c'est elle dont j'ai tue les chenilles (sauf les deux ou trois pour, les papillons). Puisque c'est elle que j'ai ecoutee se plaindre, ou se vanter, ou m6me quelquefois se taire. Puisque c'est ma rose. Et il revient vers le renard: - Adieu, dit-il... - Adieu, dit le renard. Voici mon secret. Il est tr£s simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux. - L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux, rep£ta le petit prince, afin de se souvenir. - C'est le temps que tu as perdu pour ta rose qui fait ta rose si importante. - C'est le temps que j'ai perdu pour ma rose.. .fit le petit prince, afin de se souvenir. - Les hommes ont oublie cette verite, dit le renard. Mais tu ne dois pas l'oublier. Tu deviens responsable pout toujours de ce que tu as apprivoise. Tu es responsable de ta rose... Je suis responsable de ma rose.. .repeta le petit prince, afin de se souvenir. 98 All that we are is the result of what we have thought. MAUREEN FRANCES TUMULTY Hast thou named all the birds without a gun? Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk? At rich men's tables eaten bread and pulse? Unarmed, faced danger with a heart of trust? And loved so well a high behavior. In man or maid, that thou from speech refrained. Nobility more nobly to repay? O, be my friend, and teach me to be thine! 99 Emerson PATRICIA OLIVE TUMULTY There is part of me that wants to write, a part that wants to theorize, a part that wants to teach... To force myself into a single role, to decide to be just one thing in life, would kill off large parts of me. Rather, I recognize that I like now and only now, and I will do what I want to do this moment and not what I decided was best for me yesterday. 101 Lee-bear... Gently... Twiglet... Aunt Lee... tooth-pick legs... biggest hands in class... track star... artist... Big feet give ya better balance ... photographer... an allianca nut... always up for anything... Bernie Archer... Pudge... Colorado... Montana... Glacier. .. canoe trips... first canoe to get to curtain falls... attracts British soldiers... absent-minded... always losing her glasses... catch a falling star.. .good ’ol miss, she's my buddy! you little whippersnapper ... I'm sure glad I can putt... Dick Witcher, ya know? He's my cousin... climb every mountain... does great twirls in her Rudolph Nureyev shoes... pres, of the grape club... ice skates on Northrop parking lot...plays a mean harmonica.. .would do anything for anyone... 10? PIA BYRGIEL THOMASEN I read the news today oh boy Four thousand holes in Blackburn Lancashire, And though the holes were rather small They had to count them all Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall I'd love to turn you on. Is it really God that created Man, or is it the opposite?? Imagination is the only creator, its nearest and clearest manifestation is ART, yes, art is life, life is art, all else is trite and empty in comparison. The Wisdom of Gabrian Now how do you say that again? 103 c and if one looks back we shall see the surging colors flowing--joining to form the rainbow of us we shall see the many halls --the many doors and with confidence we shall smile for we always have always will meet together with mouths laughing, hands reaching for unknown foolish reasons. Senior year is one of looking forward and back, remembering and hoping. This poem was written to our class by Mrs. Stock at the end of ninth grade: My never having been young is only part of it, Your never growing old is another. I mean--Ten years from now I'll still believe that you care about the North Stars, The Lonely One, Wuthering Heights, and King Arthur. I'll still believe it's you and I on a sunny afternoon caring about each other. Trouble, oh trouble Can't you see You have made me a wreck Now won't you leave me In my misery I've seen your eyes And I have seen Death's disguise Hangin' on me, Hangin' on me I'm weak and torn Shattered and tossed and worn Too shockin' to see Too shockin' to see Trouble, oh trouble Move from me I have paid my debt Now won't you leave me In my misery Trouble, oh trouble Please be kind I don't want no fight TAMZ1N BROWN And I haven't got a lot of time. Copyright 1970, Freshwater Music Ltd. (England) Controlled in the Western Hemisphere by Irving Music Inc, (BMI) All rights reserved. Used by permission. 06 SUZANNE LESLIE SIFTAR That which you know in your heart to be true, is true for all men. Ralph Waldo Rmerson 107 NCS SENIORS— 1916-1974 108 UNDERCLASSWOMEN 109 KINDERGARTEN FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Schmoker, J. Bradford, B. Slade, K. O'Connor, J. Brine. SECOND ROW: E. Zeiss, P. Kaufman, S. Sherman, E. Weinberg. THIRD ROW: M. M. Larsen, C. Seitz, L. Depta, C. Roehrdanz, J. Prass, M. Slade. FOURTH ROW: I. Sinks, Mrs. Caverly. Absent: J. Abuzzahab, M. Sundberg. I 10 We all like each other. We like to color and paint. Learning to read is fun. We like to build with blocks. It's fun to play in the playroom. We like to go to P. E. We are in Kindergarten. GRADEONE FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Dcikel, A. LinviU, B. Holmberg. SECOND ROW: S. Tankenoff, L. Niforopu los, B. Alexander, V. Murdock, L. Kennedy. THIRD ROW: L. Andrews, A. Dahlstrom, M. K. Menikheim, L. Hanser. We like everyone in our class. We rest everyday except Wednesday. We have fun. We have lunch. We work in workbooks. We have music, gym, and art. We have fun doing everything. It is fun reading together. We have three boys and eleven girls. We love school. We like first grade. 113 GRADETWO BOTTOM ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: J. Scallen, N. Nelson, L. Baskerville, M. Levine, S. Flannery, N. Anderson. SECOND ROW: R. Karpeles, P. Wong, C. Porter, B. Gillette. THIRD ROW: S. Kaufman, R. Borgeson. FOURTH ROW: K. Slade, C. Villaume-Skog-lund, A. Larsen, A. Bruce. Absent: M.G. McCraney. 114 SNAKES! I do not like them yet.. .helping friends... learning new things... bobbing for apples... Fun Day.. .the Halloween party... sliding on the big hill... skating on the ice rink... making new friends... going to Carver Park... liking everything from the first day in second grade. m GRADETHREE FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: A. Goldstein, L. Hale, M. Tankenoff, M. Linvill, E. Hanser, K. Schmoker, K. Nilsen, C. Boos, J. Abuzzahab. A. Dahlstrom, T. Sinks. SECOND ROW: B. Lieberman, R. Hubbs, I. Pearson, S. Davis, C. Kullberg, E. Sahr, K. Kane, E. Borgeson, C. Cochrane, L. Horn. 116 When you're in third grade you have a lot of responsibility for things. Now we're going to be able to tutor the first grade. That's a lot of responsibility. We have speech this year also! ALMOST everyone treats us like adults! We can clean the pottery wheel in art and in music we're learning about Orff instruments! Third grade is better than 2nd, 1st and Kindergarten. Because we sit at the big table now, and we can skate alone without a 5th grader helping and it's so much funner. In art we can use the potters wheel. Now we get a lot of responsibility. And we get speech-handwriting. I think I like 3rd grade better than 2nd and 1st and kinderga rten. 117 GRADE FOUR FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Thorpe, E. Larsen, M. Coodale, K. Whitehead. SECOND ROW: A. Ellison, L. Kaufman, S. Horn. THIRD ROW: M. McCann, E. Deikel, T. Kuller. FOURTH ROW: M. Perry, L. Covin. Absent: M. DeLaittre, A. Peterson. 118 Having a relaxing comer.. .more room to spread out and be by yourself.. .different areas for different activities.. .we try new things.. .learning about Americans.. .open discussion with our class is important... being able to use the Upper School library is a nice feeling... special classes are work, but fun... field trips are fun.. .assemblies are nice.. .having activities is fun-even if you don't get your first choice... .That's fourth grade. 119 GRADE FIVE FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Field, S. Rockier, A. Leavenworth. SECOND ROW: D. Dahl-strom, J. Morrison, D. Brown, J. Atwater, M. Menikheim, R. Karpeles. THIRD ROW: W. Burris, B. Clark, M. Porter, G. Wiethoff. FOURTH ROW: E. Brine, N. Anderson, S. Cohen, L. For-shell. FIFTH ROW: B. Groves, A. Duclos. Absent: K. Elworthy, D. Holmberg. 120 Rearranging our room... Starting over--new faces... Making forest posters... Doing art work... Having time to pleasure read... Let's have more speech and gym... Having free time... Activity day was great... Math activities are fun... Cribbage--Our new fun game... Number theory is great... Learning about time lines... Figuring out who discovered America..'. Map making is fun... Let's have more picnics... Data bank cards give interesting information and fun activities... We've got lots of equipment... We're more on our own here--more independent. We are in fifth grade. 121 GRADE SIX FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: J. Wong, D. Nelson, J. Silverson, N. Abuzzahab, A. Dolan. SECOND ROW: J. Larson, K. Kelly, A. Tobian, H. Slade, L. Whitney, B. Pink, C. Klein, M. Gasiorowicz, M. Tozer. THIRD ROW: M. Lindsay, S. Proshek, M. McCarthy, A. Johnson, S. Kohler, J. Horn, K. Morgan, L. Ogden, S. Trapp. Absent: A. Spurzem, V. Levy. 122 who±i+' � •■� be 3rader Being a sixth grader at Northrop is being part of a growing flower--one that is growing to more sunshine and flowers. And yet sometimes I feel as though next year I’m going to be transplanted into a new garden and it might talce a while to fasten my roots. Being a sixth grader in the Lower School is hard because we've been here longer and we have to say goodbye to the garden we love. l?3 GRADE SEVEN FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: J. Vogel, L. Whitehead, C. Nilsen, A. Pierce, L. Holmberg, J. McNutt, L. Thorpe, L. Sahr, C. Cacas, E. Mattox, M. Sundberg. SECOND ROW: A. Anderson, M. Kullberg, J. Boos, J. Pratt, D. Thiede, M. Finch. T. Erickson, L. Wohlrabe, H. Hensel, N. Drill, R. Danyluk, K. Maurer. Absent: D. Adams. l?4 There once was a bird in a tree, Who said, Hello to a bee. The bee came down Without a sound And stung that bird on the knee. ■Food Exams Noisq p a rbi s sen tors a th I eti o e n -e raeiio se s An-th qracle. Dciass IPS GRADE EIGHT FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: I. Soderberg, J. Winrich, K. Goodale, M. McVay, L. Hartwell, M. Hickok, S. Schilling. SECOND ROW: E. Wiethoff, S. Bevis, S. Wolfe, D. deGregory, D. Brine, L. Smith, M. Siegel, K. Budge, E. Leslie, E. Duff, S. Waldron, L. Hawley, L. MacMillan. THIRD ROW: C. Leavenworth, E. Olson, M. Johnson, J. Proshek, A. Harlow, E. Rouner, S. Bailey, J. Adams, E. Markoe, N. Earling, L. Thatcher. FOURTH ROW: K. Traff, K. Morison, P. Savage, S. Hield, B. Whiteman, N. Lund, L. Rogers. Absent: E. Cornelius, J. Brock, R. Stalland. 12b 7 Z=Z 8 B 0 -r — = m b i ft 0 B © UP Ai The eighth grade is a changing group of people. They are wacky, silly, messy, and concerned about whose friends are with whom. Afraid yet excited, they are at an age when they are seeking new goals and are not quite sure what they want. 127 grADENINE X FRONTLINE, LEFT TO RIGHT: R. Lindsay, A. Bryant, C. Jones, M. Syndberg, T. Prescott, C. Colwell, S. Ankeny, S. Finch, S. McLaughlin, M. Keating, K. Borman, S. Brink, J. Gamble, S. McCarthy, E. Seed, P. Klein, K. Anderson. BACK ROW: S. Weiss, K. Pflanze, P. Arnold, L. Wholrabe D. Crosby, M. Masko, S. Siegel, C. Forshell, A. McClintock, A. Zemek, B. Olson, S. Bamford, P. Kane, K. Ide, A. French, M. Atwater, M. Walsh. 128 129 GRADE TEN FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: L. Dietrich, L. Drill, N. Thomson, D. Wong, J. McCarthy, A. Eisenberg, J. Farmer, E. Share, M. Sweetser. SECOND ROW: E. Beery, P. Pentz, K. Dunn, H. Cleveland, C. Stock, S. Bowman, C. Savage. THIRD ROW: D. Wagner, J. Slade, E. Child, M. Walsh, M. Williams, L. Waldron, T. Anderson, J. Heegaard, L. Peterson, E. Hersey. FOURTH ROW: B. Barton, J. Harper, A. Batdorf, H. Ankeny, M. Polk, T. Rouner, (K. MacMillan), M. Clark, T. Knudson, R. Peebles. Absent: K. Beckley, M. Bowc, J. Clark, L. Moen, M. Murray, V. Parchman, B. Rhone, E. Sedgwick, F. Siftar, K. Tapp. 130 What can you say about forty girls who have shared together, grown with each other, grown from each other but stand as one--unique--achieving their own identity, yet remaining hidden even from themselves. The tenth grade the true spirit of '76 131 GRADE ELEVEN FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: E. Wciser, A. Hertzberg, D. Eggers, D. Klein, J. Aby, K. MacMillan, E. Peterson. BACK ROW: A. van der Have, A. Bendickson, C. Ryan, J. Murphy, M. Beim, B. Lawrence, J. Siegel, A. Lcefeldt, G. Nordling, H. See, J. Shedd, K. Krogness, B. Searles, M. Reidhead. Absent: C. Chejne, P. deVries, M. Henyan, A. Tiller. j . � 132 It's not your birthday.. . Let's go outside”... Only two weeks until open campus! Oh, really? I thought we already had it!... High hopes but no results... The pigeon population is increasing--Oh--I thought it was leveling off!... The only tradition the Juniors uphold is ALL MY CHILDREN... Green or tan?... Brass or wood?... Accident prone... Super co-ordinated. To the Juniors: You, the last of all, are the first of all. The oldest is always the newest, we see nothing which we have seen before... 133 From the Seniors 134 135 NCS UNDERCLASSWOMEN— 1916-1974 136 N 137 Z- SO' THETATLERSTAFF EDITOR-IN-CHIEF ART AND LAYOUT PHOTOGRAPHY COPY SPORTS BUSINESS ART AND LITERY CONTEST ADVISERS Kate Mersey Kate Bryant Claire Peeps Sally Noll Bridget Bean Kim Nalen Patty Tumulty Ann Bevis Mrs. Marlys Johnson Mrs. Francis Magoffin ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS The TATLER staff wishes to thank these people for their help, their advice, and their patience: Haga Photography Mr. Hedstrom American Yearbook Co. Mrs. Stock Mrs. Bryan Miss Nottbohm The Faculty Mrs. Richard Hersey The Class of 1974 Northrop Alumnae Association. 138 Patrons Faruk Abuzzahahab John B. Hawley, Jr. Sianton A by Richard A. Mersey Salisbury Adams Stephen F. Keating Edward Alexander Duane R. Kullberg Albert C. Anderson Harold G.Kuller DcWall H. Ankeny W. Duncan MacMillan Caroline Barton Howard I. McMillan. Jr. John B. Bean Richard C. McNutt Dale M. Borgcson Craig Nalen Marvin Borman John A. Nilsen Thomas M. Brown William T. Noll John C. Bryant Helen L. Proshek Sherman B. Child Gordon W. Ryan Charles A. Cleveland Stephen B. Scallen Carroll Cochrane C. Richard Soderberg Jr. Dirk deVries James A. Summer Frederick R. Gamble Gerhard H. Weiss C.John Grant David S. Williams Leo J. Hanvik John Wong The Doors We Came Through As we walked in the doors in the fall, There was a certain feeling that covered us all. The feeling that we would be the last sixth grade, Was a feeling that seemed as if we had it made. But it was a feeling of sadness too, Because next fall, those doors we can't come through. We'll try to make out of this year, As much as we can, And we'll look forward to next year, When in a new surrounding, we’ll meet again. Amy Johnson - Grade 6 144 are to see through