Poquoson High School - Islander / York Chronicle Yearbook (Poquoson, VA)

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The first step in donating blood is to register with the nurse. Junior Kelly Travis patiently answered the nurse’s questions, Some students donate blood be- cause they get free food. Senior Sh hak Douglas enjoyed the cookies and Coke, but did her part in reaching the goal for donators set by the Red Cross. Sophomore English teacher Mr. Mark VanDervort calmly watched as an attendant took his blood pressure. 20 Blood Drive

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Pinot Grand Fenwick? “Air raid! Take cover! Air raid! It’s the Americans! Air raid!” “Have they come? Are we under attack?” How much longer are we going to be haunted by that terrible Q-Bomb? For some, it seemed forever and for others it went by all too quick- ly. Those eight weeks before opening night were full of memorization, sweat, speeches, jokes, moral boosters, and walk-throughs. Forgotten lines were remembered, in spite of nervousness, and comic lines made their impact. The cast felt an appreciation for all their hard work as the audiences reacted to the story of the small country of Grand Fenwick that declared war over what better reason ... wine. “Has anybody seen the red telephone? What about the professor’s lab materials?” Even to the last minute, the crew scurried around looking for props. But showtime is showtime and the play couldnt wait. The props for New York City, the Oval Room, the professor’s lab, and the throne room were found and on November 21, 22, and 23, the show went on. Even when a rope fell from the curtain and hung from there for the rest of the play, the show continued. Luckily, the end of the play was near and the rope only disturbed Appalled at the thought of General Snippet’s kidnapping, Earl Woodruff stared in disbelief at the General's hat. Hoping for a victorious war against the United States, Charles Woodruff kissed Gloriana’s scarf for good luck. some of the cast. As the curtain went down on the last scene of the last evening, the cast and crew of The Mouse That Roared knew they would have memories that would last a lifetime. They would never forget that terrible Q-Bomb that almost caused World War Ill, or that brand of wine — was it Pinot Grand Fenwick or was it Pinot Grand Enwick? Fall Play 19

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“1 Can't Give Because... “| have cancer and the doctors tell me | only have three days to live.” “I’ve had hepatitis six times.” “| just discovered last hour that I’m a diabetic.” “I’m allergic to needles.” “| gave last week.” “I’m a pint low myself.” These are just some of the silly excuses that people think of as plausible reasons not to give blood. Although every student would like to give blood, many are unable to donate for some reason or another. Since they do not want their friends who are donating blood to think they are cowards, they think up in- sane excuses such as these to tell their friends why they are unable to donate blood. These excuses were out in full force on Monday, March 10, the day of the Blood Drive. Every student was effected by the excitement. Those who were donating eagerly questioned earlier donors to find out “how it wuz.” Those who couldn‘t donate wanted the gruesome details of what they had missed. The students who were too young to participate in the drive wanted to know the names of everyone who did. In certain ways, the Blood Drive showed everyone who “were the mice, and who were the men.” Big, burly football players who had received severe injuries dur- A stuffed rabbit became senior Kelly Gibson’s best friend while the Red Cross volunteer took her blood pressure. Lending moral support to donators was part of Key Club president Buma Nelsen‘s job at the Key Club blood drive. She sat with classmate Mike Musiol while he waited for his tum to give blood. ing their football careers were almost in tears at the thought of having their fingers pricked. Indeed, some people were more afraid of giving a small sample from their forefinger than giving blood from their arm. Still others became faint at the sight of blood. Yet, despite their fears, they all donated showing that they really were ww ua men. After giving a pint of blood, senior Keith Bocklet appeared faint. Blood Drive 21