Northwest Cabarrus High School - Dynamis Yearbook (Concord, NC)

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92 Li Directing activities for the class of '69 were Ann Wilkinson, vice- president, Margaret Maulden, secretary-treasurer, and Keith Overcash, president. t7G2eef,7u121br5,' The enzbrs Joy, awkwardness, and a bit of apprehension expressed the emotions of the Class of '69 last spring during the Class Night ceremonies. It was a moment to be cherished, one that would not be easily forgotten. lt was then that pride, honor and the respect of being a senior burst forth from our hearts. Our school spirit grew to its greatest heights. Our love for Northwest was deep and sincere. We yelled with enthusiasm at every pep-rally, laughed in the gaiety of Mardi Gras, drank our fill of Kickapoo Joy juice at Sadie Hawkins Day, and danced to the throbbing rhythm of the band at Homecoming. A long awaited dream became a reality as we took that step into evening gowns and tuxedoes. Our destination was Fiji Fantasy. This was our Junior-Senior, created by us, the class of 1969. Perplexed and many times forlorned, we journeyed through the year wondering if we would be capable of meeting the obstacles that lay ahead of us. We often thought of what life held in store, would we keep in Contact with our close friends, were we ready to accept adulthoodg would we be able to achieve our dreams? With the closing of the 1968-1969 school year, we walked forth knowing that behind us lay a collection of memories and joyous experiences, and ahead lay adventures of the future. 82

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