Spaulding High School - Our Echo Yearbook (Barre, VT)

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Death of a Voodoo Car The cheers were exstatic. The sound of metal on metal and grunts of sheer physical exertion echoed across the parking lot. I pushed through the crowd, wild, arabesque thoughts swept through my mind. I was about to witness the de- struction of a huge, solon green voodoo car. The car ''creaming'' lets young lods with pent-up, subliminal hatred for the solons take it out on an old car with a sledge hammer. The car was painted 'Sick Solon Green' and in an hour the car was indis- tinguishable from the '77 Grand Torino that had been towed in that morning. Despite the drizzle many people paid $50 to take a whack at a defensless automobile. nnn rominn ■

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Spaulding Celebrates Homecoming Homecoming ran from November 1 st to November 5th culminating in the an- nual twin-city bowl against archrival Montpelier. Spaulding ended years of frustration with a 20-7 win over the Solons. Following a week of festivities there was a pep rally in the gym on Friday afternoon. The varsity football team pre- sented roses to the varsity cheerleaders in recognition of their support through- out the season. Saturday there was a parade and dance sponsored by the Boosters Club and an alumni reception in the cafeteria. The homecoming queen was Lori Wil- lard. The court was Jodi Matson, Laura Casey, and Karen Moeykens. With the help of Student Council and the Boosters Club homecoming was a success. Clockwise from Upper Left Homecoming queen Lori Willard surrounded by her court: Jodi Matson, Karen Moeykens, Laura Casey, and a few friends. The field hockey team smiles for the camera as they ride their state championship float. Rob Donovan, Mark Hunter, and Greg Ford take a ride on the Key Club float. The day of the big game, but first the SAT's. Vicki Fontana marches in the parode with the cheerleaders. Mr Rapalje receives teacher of the month award at the homecoming pep rally. Key Club float took first place in the contest spon- sored by the Boosters Club. A Montpelier cheerleader? No, but a striking re- semblance. Grant Taylor stands by the class of '85's creation for the parade. 12

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Reflections of a Drunk Stumbling into this party, I realized that because of my inebriation I didn't exactly know where I was. I believe that I was somewhere in Vermont, but that's not important. What's important is that it's one of those real big parties, with every scumbag from every gutter from Montpelier to Northfield in attendance. What's going on here? What are those redneck screams that issue forth from low-lifes and women who can't hold their liquor? Is all of this pandemonium really necessary? What ever happened to a bit of intense thinking and philosophizing instead of practicing Viking drinking frenzies and unrestrained vomiting. Why do teenagers drink so much? Get with it, wake up, and live your life without having it clouded by a bunch of stupid nerds at stupid parties, and three times your allotment of liquor. Hie.