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

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All IN A NITE'S WORK i (---------- Nice cold beverages, nothing too illegal. -----------9 9 Right: Marty Rcmle shows a grin of satisfaction as he sinks the eight ball in the corner pocket to win. A party without a pool table is no party at all. t's Friday night. Party time. The phone is ringing off the hook as each student plans his rounds. The Flats, the east side, the west side, the south side— no. on second thought, not the south side. Nice cold beverages, nothing too illegal. Maps are drawn, drivers are designated, showers are taken. Spirits are high; expectations are raised. The night promises to be one to remember. All systems go. Moms worry. 'Til be back at 1:00. he says, with no intention of coming home at all. Satisfaction blasts away on the radio as he enters a car. Where we headed, dude? Somewhere. They arrive at the game at the two-minute warning; it isn't cool otherwise. Afterwards, they head for that night's promised land: a house with no parents home. If they're really lucky, the parents aren't expected home until the next week. Getting into the house resembles the morning rush hour. Inside, the house is like a microwave oven, full of a fresh batch of girls and boys steaming together in a fine brew. A thick mist fills the air with a mixture of Polo cologne, cheap perfume, mouthwash, and bitter hops. Cans are opened in the upstairs, and in the downstairs, a hole is opened in somebody's wall. All the dirty clothes are hurled from the billiard table—along with some skanky-looking chic. A young, cocky junior snaps the break with a wicked hurl of his stick. Elsewhere, some other boys snap their sticks with a loud crack of balls. Oh. the sounds of vicious eight-ball! Amid the fury of the house, cassettes find new owners. Breakable glass finds the floor. And the party host finds himself in a fine mess. Outside, the front lawn is bedecked with those denied admission, those tossed out. and freshmen. A slow-moving car passes by with a suspicious driver peering intently at the festivities. In clear view, the young socialites openly invite the driver to the night's gala with various uiversal gestures. The driver speeds away with the squeal of rubber. unable to attend the party. Inside, someone shouts. Rollers.” The house empties as if it is afire. Cars race away in a mad frenzy. Someone's lawn is turfed. And someone else's license plate numbers are taken down. The night is still young, so the partiers depart to another location bringing with them the arts of party-making. A loud rebel yell flies from some passing car. All in a night's work. 12a Day in the Life

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Fur left Dazed and confused, Marcel Mylcn scopes the scene as another war is about to begin. Mr. Flandera and the RTA have combined their forces in an effort to curb paper warfare on the 55 Special by threatening to exterminate bus service to the west side. Left: The hands of a soldier prepare for paper warfare. The 55 Special is notorius for its daily dog-fight with paper wads. Below: The priority scat is reserved only for the handicapped. elderly, and sometimes a surly sophomore. Keith Mahoney dares anyone to throw even one wad of paper in his direction. 55-Special 11

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Below With his opponent's head turned, John Platck attempts to hit the 14 ball into the pocket without hitting the white ball. John was caught and disqualified (or cheating. Above: Planning his next move, Mike Sassano decides to just (all asleep and not waste his time with this babe. Now. it she will only take the hint. Left: Chris Kanuch gets a laugh at Megan Cockburn's expense. Her lack of hairspray made the flat look in at this party. Parties 13