South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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-=a It’s Coming! It's coming! Watch out guys! This year's Sadie Hawkins dance was precipitated by many such warnings; the ubiquitous signs were the harbingers of the festivities to come. The Sadie Hawkins dance, once again sponsored by the N.H.S.. was indeed a festive event. Marryin' Sam Barry sent many a couple on their way down that blessed path of peace and prosperity. Of course, the jail was stocked full of young hopefuls, duped by their partners and forced to wait for that longed for smooch. And of course, who might forget, that man of many words, that ramblin' rappin' square dance caller himself. The fete also featured something rather avant-garde this year, a carefully crafted carnival in which couples were conivingly charmed into carelessly casting off coinage. In short, this year’s dance was “a good time.” Left: Tia Spilleth grabs her pardner. Ben Mauk. Below: Sam Barry performs the ceremonies Far left: Young hopefuls anxiously await tying the knot. Student Life — 21

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H-Mt Tally Troubles You arrived on time. You waited patiently because the system was a bit behind schedule. Eventually your letter was called and you pushed through the mob into what is loosely referred to as a line. Upon reaching the head of the line, a tired face looked up and asked you your last name. A small scribble in the lower right hand corner spelled disaster. Maybe you didn't turn in your team socks or possibly the culprit was that cheap book you lost under your bed last month from the library. You've experienced the joys of registration. But wait — there is some- one who made it beyond the bureaucratic curtain. The lucky students got to explore the magical kingdom of the lunchroom surrounded by teachers hawking their classes. Several more lines, maybe a joke with a teacher, a glimpse of a friend, and finally you realize you haven't included your required credits. And so proceeds life, liberty, and the pursuit of classes. Student Life — 20

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Winter Fun Without Sun Sno-Daze ‘85 — a week to remember? Perhaps not. but still a week to be enjoyed by students. A week for all you super-heros. celebrities and disco-goers to come out of the closet and show the real you. Well, where were you? Sno-Daze week came and a costumed person was a rare sight to behold, that is. until Tacky Tourist Day. when Hawaiian shirts blossomed. Whether you dressed up or not. everyone took part in Sno-Daze in some way; if you voted for Sno-Daze royalty or you were Sno-Daze royalty, or even if you just looked at it as an opportunity to get out of class and have a good time. Student Life — 22