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Class History Now that we, the Class of 72, have finally graduated, we suddenly realize that all we have left of high school is memories. Union has offered us many joys and miseries, and we have met them both separately and together. The time was twelve years ago in 1960, and we were all ready to begin school. The first school most of us attended was the Union Memorial Building; but no matter where we started, Dick and Jane were among our first classmates. The first year was the year of adjustment; the year of letters and numbers; the year of two recesses; the year that a birthday meant everything; and the year second graders were the big kids. The first three years were years of staying awake all night worrying if the teacher found out that we lost our scissors; the years of frantically missing our mother; and the years that the epitome of punishment was being sent to the office. It is funny now but it was real then. The next three years were spent, for the majority of us, in the Scotland Building. Grades four through six were the years of Troll dolls, changing classes. Nancy Drew books, and hot locker rooms: the years the little boys all loved Miss Livingston and the little girls all loved Mr. Dubrasky; and traditionally the years of sailor hats, autographs, and ribbons. Our next big move was the long anticipated move to the high school. The transition from the sixth grade kings to the seventh grade nothings was sharp. The high school seemed so huge and complex at first that we wondered if we would ever make it. After a few weeks of getting lost and being late for class, we had it all mastered. Probably the highlight of eighth grade was the varsity basketball tournaments in Pittsburgh. (Remember how we hated the seniors for getting all the tickets?) Much of eighth grade was also spent driving our English teacher crazy. Finally in ninth grade we could call ourselves Freshmen instead of ninth graders. It was in ninth grade that we achieved a class identity. We had an election of officers, a party, and a reputation. We were not a particularly big class, but we were told by some that we were the worst class Union High School had ever seen. In tenth grade we moved across the building and experienced another demotion in status. This was the year we really got into the swing of high school social life. Our boys were eligible for varsity sports, and the girls were eligible for varsity Cheerleaders, Majorettes, Drill Team, and Color Guard. Our Junior year will probably be remembered as the year of the prom. The theme of our prom was a rather trite Age of Aquarius” and it was dominated by a huge warped peace sign. The prom was a success, and everyone had a good time in spite of the fact that the peace sign was still there everytime we turned around. As we look back now, it seems as though our Senior year came quickly and was met with mixed feelings. The first senior activity was the football season. Watching our own friends and classmates play made it a little more enjoyable than in previous years. Basketball season followed the Christmas vacation. Then after the semester break, the call of School's Out”, the primary symptom of the dreaded disease Senioritis, was heard everywhere. Activities such as track, baseball, chess, the Senior Class play, and just plain spring fever quickly monopolized our time and thinking. Our final days found us seniors in a whirl of the prom, the senior trip to Cedar Point, and planning for the future. Looking around at our friends, we saw people we have laughed and cried with—people with whom we have spent the majority of our lives learning, maturing, and growing up with. All things must pass; and although we hate to leave, we would not want to stay either. We are young and eager to accept the challenges, joys, and satisfactions that American life offers. Life is full of happiness, our future is bright. No, the end of the history of the Class of 72 is not unhappy. We will always have the memories of good times and good friends. Life is more than memories, but good memories are so precious.
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Seniors The senior class officers are Standing: N Mastropietro. president; and S. Myers, secretary. Seated: J. Salzman. vice president: and L. Mauney. treasurer John N. Adams, Jr. Coach Jane Ellen Aiken Linda Jayne Alick Lee Christian Altieri Leech Jeffrey Michael Ammons Ammo Daniel Charles Benedict Dan Kathleen A. Berkely Kathy Barbara Biedka Barb Diana Kim Book
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