Patrick County High School - Archive Yearbook (Stuart, VA)

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Cindy Burch, girls’ physical education teacher, watches the student-faculty softball game from the top of a pickup truck. The halls remain cool until all those bodies, those hot, sweaty bodies, begin to go ’round and ’round prior to first period. You walk the halls as steadily as a second hand sweeps a clock face — ’round again — clinging to someone’s belt loops or someone clinging to yours. Some even gently slip their finger into the back pocket of their loved one. You cling to shirt sleeves or to waists until you’re “eyed” by some authoritative figure, causing you to nonchalantly drop your hand by your side. But what else is there to do in the mornings? This is it... or go out to the smoking area and revel in the atmosphere. These days count, as do most days of summer. These are real days; hot, August school days complete with lectures, classwork, homework and films. There are also tests given to evaluate your retention of the lectures, classwork, homework and films. And like the days themselves, the tests, count, too, as a numerical account of your progress . . . days you are expected to function . . . days too hot to even breathe. “Summer used to be three months long, or at least that’s what you thought.” School began August 20, even earlier for teachers. Summer used to be three months long, or at least that’s what you thought. With harsh winters, seemingly worse each year, days of school missed due to snow totalled almost twenty — another Easter vacation missed, an extension on the closing of school in June, and precautions to avoid the same, again. Summers have gotten shorter, all right, and school years seem to be longer. Maybe it’s due to going back to school ... earlier each year. Anne SwofTord takes care of annual business, thanks to the use of Mrs. Vernon’s telephone. Ever wonder where students go during lunch or what they do when they skip class? “These” four weren’t skipping, however . . . they were just hang¬ ing around, waiting to have their picture made. 4 Opening

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Back to School... Earlier Each Year Story by Beverly Dillard “days you are expected to function . . . days too hot to even breathe ...” By 8 o’clock in the morning, you already knew it was going to be a scorcher. You i dressed as decently as was possible without being overexposed and even though you bathed that morning, you knew that before lunch you’d closely resemble wilted lettuce. The girls’ basketball team advanced to regional competi¬ tion and while there, many bought souveniers. Kim Howell and Janice McAlexander show off two of their prizes. Identifying one individual lingering outside a classroom door during class can be difficult since most everyone wears Top- siders, khakis and pullover sweaters with button-down collar shirts. Nevertheless, few wear ribbons in their blonde hair, and because it’s Room 152 during first period, the solemn figure must be Jane Moye — talking to R.D. Howell. Opening 3 )

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Scott “Sparky” Sharp takes a break from his studies during study hall to glance over the day ' s funnies. Opening 5