St Ignatius High School - Ignatian Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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The Eye Staff: First Row: Christopher Clark Koehler, Chris Haas, Sherwni Partkh, Paul Hun Rhyu, left Popow, John Bravennan. Second Row: Mike Tinker. Chris Brandt, Marly Coyne, Tom Orange. Kevin Cool. Pete Catanzaro. Editor-in-chief John Soeder. Above: Senior Chris Koehler exclaims. Who. I'm going bald? Who. I look like Jansen Knez? Loft Senior Bill Priemer gels a helping hand from the famous Eye Thing. The Eye 29

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Meet the Press The snow fell lightly on the mall as I climbed the stairs to the switchboard and boarded the elevator on my way to another deadline. When the doors opened at the sixth floor, I could already hear the sounds of the Dead Kennedy's blasting from Tom Orange's radio. Just outside the door to the Eye office, my nostrils caught the scent of Sherwin Parikh's cologne. I entered and pushed Rob Fisher's sleeping bag off the desk and sat down to write my article trying to ignore the incessant babbling of Chris Kulig. Bill Priemer and Jeff Popow were hard at work revising their Donuts—the Untold story article for publication in The New York Times. I noticed the desperate look on the face of Pete Catan aro as he searched under desks and ink-blotters for his minute co-editor Tom Orange. Who's Tom Orange? questioned John Soeder. He's that tall kid. replied the answer man, Chris Haas, glancing up from his homework. How are the editorials going to get done on time? screamed apprentice editor Marty Coyne. Braverman is being his usual lethar- gic self and Brandt won't take his nose out of his Greek book! John Soeder picked up a huge stack of papers and flung it at Mike Tinker. I'm sick of taking all those messages from wild girls while you're out visiting colleges! he cried. And ask Rhyu how he managed to miss the photograph of the main building, it doesn't move and it's six stories high! Anti-soccer fanatics Chris Koehler and Kevin Cook (Mr. All-America in his own eyes), having finished their layout three hours before everyone else, w'ere busy watching tufts of hair fall from Chris's forehead. Sherwin Parikh squealed when he noticed John Soeder climbing to the windowsill six stories above the cold ground. John, don't do it, he pleaded. Chris Brandt added There's so much to live for—trees, industrial waste, the Who, the NHS! It's just not worth it, answered John in a monotone. He moved outward into the night sky and was gone. S.A.D.D. quipped Bill. Aboiv Chris Koehler eager!y au-ait the outcome of Bill Pnemer's swig of turpentine

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They Do More Than Sell Vista is the literary magazine which serves the talented artists of the Ignatius community. You may ask, What sort of hapless, hopeless men would be attracted to such a lonely, dismal, and generally ignored extracurricular? My answer is profound: strong men, great men, men such as John The Animal Braverman; Chris I decide what goes into the issue Abel; James Is this poem concurrent with existential philosophy Bangayan; Bruce Let me handle the pizza sales Delaney; Brett I'm not even going to read this Portaro; Jim What do you mean I'm never at the office Kaspar; Bob Perfect attendance Markee; Mike I love poetry Vinarcik; and the moderator, Mr. Tom Don't call me Tommy Healey. Vista prides itself on the glory which its editors receive for their work. When asked what being an editor meant to him, Braverman replied, Millions. On a more serious note, Abel summed up the feelings of the entire staff when he said, Without the efforts of all the artists and writers who contribute to Vista, the magazine would never be published, and may not be anyway. Pizza 30 Organizations