Olympus High School - Odyssey Yearbook (Salt Lake City, UT)

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Mr. Frank Heywood Assistant Principal Contrary to the beliefs of some disgruntled students, Mr. Heywood’s chosen field wasn’t hall monitoring. Inter- preting school rules and deciding just how much a stu- dent didn’t do occupied much of the time of Mr. Hey- wood, Assistant Principal, and Mr. Woodbury, Intern Principal. But all isn’t disciplinary, for both administra- tors were appropriated responsibilities ranging from athle- tics to student activities. Cooperative effort with students and a bit of empathy for their tribulations held Mr. Hey- wood and Mr. Woodbury in high esteem. “Yes, my boy, everyone has their Waterloo.' 10 Mr. Darwin Woodbury Administrative Assistant

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j ioMnE5rn©,irii£j irn n £5r J rincwai Dr. W. Harold Handley Principal Within these pages you will find a few brief highlights of the 1965-66 year at Olympus High School. The staff has done more, however, than provide members of the student body with a chance to reflect upon the past. They have, in a real sense, issued a challenge to the students of today to accept the responsibility of being tomorrow’s leaders — of preparing to be in the vanguard in every possible constructive endeavor in the years ahead. The 1966 Odyssey presents some of the members of this new generation, the qualities for leadership which they possess, and recaptures for future reference the spirit of these young Americans to whom “the torch has been passed.” It is our wish that you will enjoy reflecting upon the pleasant experiences of this school year and accept courageously the challenge of the future. If you do, the efforts of the staff in the production of this publication will have been justified. a) . J

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“I’ve got to see a counselor! I’ve just got to see a counselor!” These encourage ing lines echo through the counseling center. The situation is set, and the counselors begin to pull their hair and scream, “I will not get upset,” when they hear a student confessing a lost registration card. Ah, and the beginning of the year, getting stuffed into a small dingy room (the present yearbook room) and having to cope with the commencing year (along with lost and discouraged sophomores). Without these trying times, the grey and silver wouldn’t be so mandatory to the counseling quali- fication. The great thing about these harried advisors is they’re the last to complain; why, they even enjoy their work . . . sometimes. Impossible? Hardly. It’s their pleasure! “Oh, counselor, oh, counselor, where for art thou counselor?” “Let’s see, now, five and seven is two, carry the one; makes twenty-two.” Mr. Wayne Goates Mr. Richard Harper “He’ll never notice if I add a couple of zeros to my paycheck.” 11