Plattsmouth High School - Plattonian Yearbook (Plattsmouth, NE)

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Banquet brings together many employers and employees. Cindy Tomes invited her employers Mr. and Mrs. Ken Duncan- Tim quit staring at the food, you can eat in a few minutes. Old Bank Studio. Employer-Employee Banquet 21

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Employer-Employee Banquet Lucy Reichart. 1979 DECA State President, comments on DECA as the rest of the head table listen. The tenth annual Employer- Employee Banquet was held April 10, 1980, in the Platts- mouth High Gymnasium. The Banquet is held for both the employers and the employ- ees so that they can visit with each other in a different place other than work. The Banquet this year was really nice. We had enough help to do everything quickly and effi- ciently”, said Mrs. Ruth Was- singer, the Distributive Education Coordinator Teacher. The banquet is put together for the Distributive Education stu- dents and DECA members as well as the Work Experience stu- dents, coordinated by Mrs. Bev Harter. Welcoming the group of em- ployers and employees was Lucy Reichart, a Distributive Education student, with a response from Mr. Ted Ohnoutha, Lucy’s employer from the Plattsmouth Lumber Yard. The invocation was said by Rev Ernest Lemiuex, of the First United Methodist Church. A wonderful dinner was served and along with it the Middle School vocal music department, headed by LeAnn Hofman, sang for the group. As DECA State president, Lucy Reichart commented on how DECA has grown, what she has done as DECA State Presi- dent, and even though her presi- dency is up, how she plans to help DECA in the future. Mr. Fred Kaufman made the closing remarks to the group, after the introductions of all the people participating with the work experience and on-the-job training program. 20 Employer-Employee Banquet

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‘Arsenic and Old Lace’ The smell of the greasepaint, the roar of the crowd ... The crowd. The audience; the paying customers. They are the en- tire reason for your existence on stage. And when you walk out and feel the lights, you can feel the audi- ence as well. You can't see them — maybe a flash from a pair of eye- glasses — but you can’t see the audience. You can only feel them, watching, waiting for the next punch line. While the audience relaxes and allows itself to be entertained, the actors work, alone on their island of light and fakery. The only respite is the closing of the curtains. The audi- ence disappears for a while, and the show stops. The fakery stops, and the show dwindles down to twenty nervous people who just want to go home and forget everything. Intermission ends, and the actors once again take the stage, deter- mined to bring the show to a climax, Lines fly through the hot, tense air, and the characters begin to breathe and move and feed from one an- other in a mass symbiosis of life. The play is no longer a script; the actors are no longer a drama club. Life is brought forth, solely for enter- tainment purposes. Finally, the last tag line is de li- vered; actors leave the stage, and congratulate each other and thank each other for ‘saves,’ watching the remaining members on stage finish the script. The finish ... the lights go down ... the curtain closes. But then .... The roar of the crowd rises from the auditorium. Curtains open as the actors run out as themselves — merely mortals in make-up — and B. Weaver. T. Jones, K. Olsen, P. Sullivan, C. Hall, S. Sullivan, E. Musgjerd, S. Scott, P. Linder, L. Marks. T. Humphrey, M. Tassone, M. Van Doren and J. Risk. is a killer bow down to their audience in grati- tude. Once again, the curtain closes, and the show has finished one more performance. And after the make-up is stripped off, and the sweat soaked shirts hung up, and the set taken down and put away until tomorrow night, it seems that the show never was. Once again, the show is just a script, performed by mortals in make-up. But standing there, alone in the lights and the litter, one can almost hear the last echoes of the crowd that really was there. The audience really was there for the 1980 spring play, Arsenic and Old Lace.” The show was put on as a dinner theater in conjunction with the Food Service class. The comedy scored well with the community, and the meal was boffo as well. Teddy Roosevelt on the attack! 22 Spring Play