Richfield High School - Aurean Yearbook (Richfield, MN)

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AND MORE TRENDS MUSIC Husic trends at Richfield have changed over the years, and this year was no exception. While last year you could hear people whistling ‘‘Centerfold’’ by the J. Geils Band, this year there were some favorite songs, also. Everyone discovered The Clash with tunes like “Should I Stay or Should I Go?” and “Rock the Casbah.” By the way, where is the Casbah and what is it doing there? And who is this Sharif guy anyway? Everyone knew that Jack was going out with Diane. How couldn’t you know? John Cougar wrote a song about it, “Jack and Diane.” (And what is a diddy anyway?) This year was the end of an era for two well loved bands. Both The Doobie Brothers and The Who claimed that they were touring for the last time. (We were told that it was their last tour, but can you see, “ . . . The Second Annual Farewell Tour?”) People listened to Fleetwood Mac, Neil Young, Led Zepplin, Bruce Springsteen, Crosby, Stills, and Nash, Billy Squier, The Rolling Stones, Men at Work, The Go-Go’s, and too many more to mention. Yet, no matter what Richfield students were listening to, they were listening to something. There were more “ghetto-blasters” and Walkmans visible than in other years. (Is that why everyone grew his hair out, to hide the earphones?) Whatever Richfield students listened to, from The Clash to The Symphony, it was obvious that they loved music. A special thanks to our models: Dickie Christopher. Ben Alvarado. Kris Laws. Mindy Grafing, Leigh Mattox, and Mitch Davidson. id people actually say that? You must have been aware of the rage that swept the country in 1982. I guess you could call it “Valspeak.” Valley girls like to do things like spend $100 a week on clothes and go to Lake Harriet to rent roller skates. (Help) Although there were no really extreme Valley girls at Richfield, there were those who felt that it was necessary to imitate the rage that took over most of Southern California. We drove our mothers crazy with our daily protests like: Dishes?! I just don’t do that! Like I'm sure, what a space cadet you are sometimes! And we entertained our friends with instant for every event: “Gross me dead! Do I have to touch that thing? I mean like it’s totally grody, I’m talking grody to the max! (And that was only when your lab partner asked you to help cut the embryo out of the egg in biology.) However this phase affected students, let’s hope that it was just that, a phase, and one that won’t come back to haunt us. Can you picture it? Ten years from now you’ll see someone that you once knew at Richfield and you’ll run up and scream: “Ohmigod! Like I haven’t seen you in eons or what? I mean like wasn’t high school just like wow? Freak me out! Like I remember it being like soooooooo AWESOME!”

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Ms. Richfield Shetland sweater draped around the neck. (The question is, is it there for warmth or show?) Notice the tubular hair style. (Why doesn’t it move when a gust of wind hits it?) Lee jeans. (The basis of every Richfield girl’s wardrobe.) Genuine gold-plated necklace with 200 trinkets on the end of it. Oxford-cloth shirt. (Not Preppy, though. Notice the “Peter Pan” collar.) The button says: “One Life to Live, One Body to Give. (Ohmigod!) Notice her hand motion when she waves. (Classic Richfield!) Favorite phrase: “Like . . ’’ and at the end of every sentence, ”... or what?” Mr. Combat Notice the serious look. (Wouldn't you love to make him crack- up?) Short hair. (Yes, he does have some.) M A S H t-shirt underneath jacket. (Goes home from school everyday and sits down with a can of beans to watch the show.) Army fatigues. (The real thing.) Vicious combat boots. (Can be heard marching from class to class.) Favorite phrase: “ . . . next thing I knew she was walking next to me singing 'doo ah diddy diddy dum diddy doo . . .’ ’’ (or whatever.)

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September 1, 1982 Dearest , I am inquiring about your availability and or desire to spend an evening, December 4, 1982, in my presence. On this evening, the night in question, I would like to invite you to a pleasurable dining experience and an amusing dance. Yes, if you haven't already guessed. I. . am asking you to cordially escort me to the annual Sadie Hawkins Dance. Although this may seem bold, I assure you I am not usually this forward. Yet, because it is customary for the female unit to ask the male unit to the dance, I am following in similar fashion. Although you are six feet tall and I am four feet two inches tall, we will be required to dress in a likewise fashion due to the fact that the theme of the dance is Twin Dance. I hope that you can attend this spirited event with me; I am hopeful that it will be an evening of enlightenment for the both of us. Of course, if you boldly reject my offer to this night of pleasantry, I will most definitely not lie on the floor and scream in an immature fashion. Sincerely, Left: Cathie Undbtom hangs on to Rick Skalberg to keep him out of Jail. Below: Brian Bessler and Rennee Fossum are in awe of the camera. 18 Sadie Hawkins