Rogers High School - RYB Yearbook (Michigan City, IN)

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Junior Staci Kniola sips some Coke as Christine Dickhans. Brenda Huskey and Michelle Walters pray that she doesn't spray it at them when she laughs. Juniors Stacy Heraty and Liz Hildreth spend their wintery Saturdays at the beach ... waiting for the lake to melt. Is this Friday the 13th? No. but Steve Tursi uses his Saturday evenings to scare young girls into dancing with him at the dances. — 23 — Saturdays

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Rogers' Day Off In the immortal words of Ferris Bueller. Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and take a look around, you might miss it. Most of us can undoubt- edly agree with this theory. So to give us an opportunity to enjoy life to the fullest, a special day was created for the frustrated high school student to have their day off ... Saturday! On this blessed day, teenagers were given an opportunity to sleep in, a sa- cred gift practiced by many after a wild Friday night. Some who are lucky (or unlucky) to be employed have to get up before noon so they can get to work on time. But for those who don't have to work, Saturday means fun. In the afternoon flocks of hopeful shop- pers mob the Mall, searching for the These chillin' Raider fans know they must wear sunglasses because the basketball team's future's so bright, they gotta wear shades. Earning a few bucks for next weekend. Rich Jacobs spends his Saturday night babysitting with a tittle extra T.L.C. Fashion conscious Jennie Savinski spends her day off shopping for some new Guess clothes at the Man. — 22 — student life perfect outfit for tonight's perfect date. Others scout the record stores for the latest dance hits or just cruise through to see who and what is hap- pening. As the day goes on, some people just kick back and relax at home sav- ing their energy for the night to come. This is when everyone hits the streets of Michigan City. Dates line up at the movie theatres or share a cozy dinner for two at places like Flacienda, Al- bano's, or for the big spenders-Burger King and or McDonalds. Others do the ultimate cruise of the town from McDonalds to the beach and so on and so forth. Basketball games can also be the highlight of the evening. Watching the Raiders womp on the opposing team is always a sure way to get people fired up and rowdy. Afterwards, fans do the cruise from McDonalds to the beach back to McDonalds and so on and so on. It's quite the popular thing to do on Saturday nights. The more adventure- some find some way to find a party or to start one, which is always a great way to enjoy Saturdays. The more money-conscious are still working at their place of employment or some relax and still make money by babysitting. Whatever way you spend your day off, one thing is for sure-thank God for Saturdays! Cath Drzewiecki

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 Hey! Who took my shoe? cries Sue Furness as Dana Ramion tries to make a sly get-away. Chris McDonald proves that it's better to chill than to m when it comes to dancing. Patty Bechinski and Ann Rissman seem to be scoping out prospective dance partners as Susan Gonzalez enjoys the music. Last Friday was a tripp. The girl that I had major devotion for, dogged me and then called me out in front of all my boys. Needless to say, I was at a loss. Seeing I was pretty bummed, my bud Zack says, Hey dude! Check this out! There's a dance happenin' to- night and that Schaumann dude is DJ- ing some fierce tunes. Wanna scope it out? Realizing that I had nothing else to do but catch Pat and Vanna on the Wheel , grub on some Domino's or crash on the couch, I decided to cruise the dance. Filing into that happenin' Rogers cafeteria, Zack and me see like worn- bus people rockin' to some tunes like The Roof is on Fire and You Give Love a Bad Name . Not being the dancin' kinda guy, I chill against the Coke machine with the other dudes. Joe goes, S'up, Dude? I say, Hey, you know. Then like all of a sudden, Zack flies up and says, Yo, Bud! Why don't ya ask that babe from your Eng- lish class to dance? Don't ya know, she's been checking you out, bud! Mass confusion starts in now. Getting dogged once in a day is enough for me. Might as well give it a shot any- way. I cruise on over to this babe and say, Wanna dance? She gives me the nod and we head toward the floor as Tender Love starts to spin. Just as we get a place to dance, some dweeb flips on all the @l? %! lights and says that we best get on the phone to cop a ride home. I'm thinkin', Fine, dude! Like could it be possible that my day could be more bogus? But then Lisa, this girl, smiles and gives me the deal on some happenin' bash Saturday night and asks me if I wanna go. So now things are chillin' for the weekend and I'm still tripping out! Maybe I'll hit some of these dance deals more often.