Wamego High School - Wa Kaw Yearbook (Wamego, KS)

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 Looking back into the past. Remembering yesterday. Seeing wonders that won't last, Including those of today. Recalling school, instructing teachers. Dancing at the prom. Students cheering in the bleachers. And blaring intercom. These wonders of the years gone And even those to come. Sadly make us sigh. Wondering where they've gone. Looking back into the past. At all the things we’ve done. Enjoying the spells they cast. While remembering the fun. by Jenny Brazzle. Senior 2

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WA - KAW, 1983 Volume 42 Wamego High North Lincoln, Wamego, Ks. opening 1 Title Page 2-3 Introduction; Kevin Neidfelt memorial 4-17 Senior Section; candids and mugs people 18-21 Juniors 22-25 Sophomores 26-29 Freshmen 30-31 Administration academics clubs 54-63 Rodeo Club through Y-teens 64-73 Stuco through Booster Club activities 74-75 Snake Dance 76-79 Homecomings; Football and Basketball 80-81 Drama Presentations 82-83 Open House 84-85 Banquets 86-89 Prom and Graduation sports 90-93 Girls and Boys Cross Country 94-97 Football 98-99 Girls Tennis 100-101 Volleyball 102-107 Basketball 108-109 Wrestling 110-111 Track 112-113 Boys Tennis 114-115 Golf summation 32-41 Choir, Band, Language Arts 42-49 Math, Science, Living Arts, Special Services 50-53 Drill Team, Social Sciences, Art, Business 116-117 Awards 118-121 Mini-Mag 112-123 Portrait 83-84 124-125 Closing 126-128 Index

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—REFLECTION Past Key To The Future Past Key To The Future I know of no way of judging the future, but by the past. Patrick Henry illustrated that the past is the key to the future. This year's theme. Reflections. suggests looking back on the year. A person may see this year as a turning point in their life, while another might call it another step closer to adulthood. We have friends that we have known since childhood and others we have just known. One cries when a good friend moves away or dies, but life continues. We reflect back to the memo- ries we have stored away by taking a peep in our yearbook, scrapbook, or photo album. Laughter is often remembered: those little pranks played on one’s fellow classmates, that joke that only you and your friends un- derstood. That special word or quick pat on We reflect back . . by taking a peep in our yearbook So is the embarassment of being caught passing a note, or without a pink pass while in the hall. the back is also remembered. We remember the classes; the struggling it took in some to make just average grades. The nights we stayed home from games to cram for a mid-term exam; the days when we thought the minute hand would never reach 3:35. At times it felt that one could hardly handle everything. There was always something go- ing on in some club or another activity to get ready for and then attend. One remembers the many papers stuck on lockers encourag- ing the teams. The lockers stay in one’s mind also. The slamming doors and the squeaky protest when they were opened too quickly. There were angry times too. The times when you swore you would never talk to a certain person again. We all had days when irritation set in and never quite left. We all had moments of uncertainty and despair. One discovers that the friends one started out with aren’t always the same ones one ended up with as senior.. . We all keep our personal memories secret- ly stored away in our minds, ready for future reference . reflections. By Jackie Brazzle Kevin Lee Neidfelt, 17, rural Route 1, Belvue, died September 9, 1983, at his home from a heart ailment he had all his life. The entire senior class and other stu- dents from the high school at- tended the September 12 ser- vices. At the funeral, the euology was given by Corwin Seamans, American History teacher. What he said expressed the feelings of most: “Life teaches many lessons. One is the importance of each individual. All of us, and especial- ly teenagers, never really think about a classmate not answering the next day’s roll call ... Kevin was not the type to put on a mask. What you saw was what you got. He was genuine in his thought as well as his actions ... At noon you might find him in an imporomptu hockey game on the third floor hallway. He liked to have fun, but was very reliable ... Kevin was an easy going per- son, not pretentious ... He was a very stable person. He was the kind of farm boy that has been the back-bone of the United States for over 300 years. We will miss him at school, but our lives have been enriched by knowing him.” The theme “Reflections” is magnified by the lights reflecting in the city pond on a cool summer’s evening. The scene at a creek in the Flint Hills area contrasts with the pond showing the still beauty of winter. By Jackie Brazzle