Suffolk High School - Peanut Yearbook (Suffolk, VA)

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J. R. Bites The Dust JR Ewing kept television fans in suspense while Queen had music lovers eating dust. W ho, in the name of Ewing oil, shot J.R.? The T. V. smash ”Dallas” left the television audience hanging at the end of the 79-SO season as to who shot the villainous J.R. Ewing. Students spent a great deal of their leisure hours watching television, making it a favorite pastime. Probably the strangest aspect of it all was the development of male interest in soap operas. It was like the plague the way the soap fever spread; everyone had it. Tommy Johnson would inquire of Math teacher Ms. Bates upon entering studying hall, ”What happened on General Hospital yesterday?” Although television was a favorite, sometimes students just wanted to sit back and listen to their favorite album or hit 45. While Queen had almost everybody ”biting the dust,” Teddy Pendergrass was mesmerizing the rest to ”Can We Try. When there was no where special to go and nothing special to do, it was a lot of fun just getting together with a friend and playing some tunes and even the oldie goldies. ”Tammy, want you to hear my new Teddy album this evening, while I tell you about the concert, ” exclaimed Natalie Harrison. ’ Well, it’s Saturday night and there ' s nothing to do.” This statement could be heard echoing along any quiet street around six-thirty on a Saturday evening. Half an hour later, the owners of these complaints would be entering, or comfortably seated in a movie theater, munching insanely on some hot buttered popcorn. There was Caddy Shack” for those with a sense of humor, The Blue Lagoon” for the love sick, and Prom Night for those with a crave for excitement and sturdy stomach. I was scared the whole time I was there,” admitted Pam Jones, still shaking a little to think about it. She could always go home and find out whether Luke and Laura would get assinated by the Port Charles Mafia. Whatever the weather or the size of the pocketbook, forms of entertainment could be bought easily in a nation of fun-hungry consumers. A touch of class. Off to the opera Julie Ryder partakes of a more refined form of entertainment than usual. What a smile. Jennie Alwood is quite amused by the amateur photography of Betty Moore. ENTERTAINMENT 19

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On the streets of Suffolk I t had been going on all week with luncheons and fashion shows, but it didn ' t seem complete until the clowns started to appear and the bands began to play. But to most Suffolkians, the third annual Harvest Festival didn ' t really begin until the parade on Friday, October 25. After all schools had been dismissed at 12:45 , students were off to their prospective spot to either watch or participate in the merry procession. There was an array of clowns, bands, floats, and pretty girls from all the area high schools. One of those beauties was Brenda Griggs, our reigning homecoming queen. She had the opportunity to ride on the float which carried the Queen of the Harvest Festival, Wendy Dawn Williams, homecoming queens from five other neighboring high schools, and Miss Suffolk, Joyce Roberts, It was an honor to represent my school , commented Brenda Griggs, still smiling. Despite the rain which began to fall at the end of the parade, there was a look of anticipation as to what was to happen throughout the weekend on faces both young and old. Cotton candy, hotdogs, candy apples, cokes, and peanuts were popular snacks while taking a break from the twisting, turning, and swirling rides. My only complaint is the prices of these rides, explained Barbara Knight, while reaching into her empty pockets. Parents, who considered themselves active citizens, were really trapped into paying for the $1.00 rides. They couldn ' t complain about the location, though, because if they left the house in any direction, a part of the carnival was there. A place at the Suffolk Plaza was set aside and a whole block of Saratoga Street and two parking lots were roped off just to set up rides and tents. There was something for everyone. For those who didn ’t care to swirl on the rides, they could sing a song or tap their toes to the latest tune in the Talent Show. The curtains opened, and there they were—ordinary Suffolk citizens turned instantly into celebrities. The talent was much better this year than last. Although it ran a little long, it didn’t deter or detract from the audience ' s enjoyment, explained Frank Roberts, Master of Ceremonies. For those who had a lot of energy left, they could perform some of the latest steps to the music of Daddy Jack Holmes at Birdsong Recreation Center. Moving to the beat, eating fresh steamed shrimp, waving from the ferris wheel, and singing a tune for the talent show occupied Suffolkians for one rainy October weekend. The next week they would again commiserate over the lack of rain which had caused one of the worst peanut harvests in the area ’s recent history. Rolling drums and tooting flutes sound. ' The Pride of Peanutland Marching Band ' ' steps proudly to Stetson, ' ' showing off the long hours of practice. Queens for a day. The cheerful waves and pretty faces of the Queens captured many eyes as their float passed along the parade route. 20 HARVEST FESTIVAL