Waynesboro High School - Skyline Yearbook (Waynesboro, VA)

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Delight-ridden anticipators of Hardee burgers gyrate hungrily. a, ny S a ye ¥ id 6 FRENCH FRIES AY chow airieey! imine ‘ ™ . ef + v ’ | : uncer wee AKS Fi, a ee ¥, ‘a “aN = Fast vehicles and husky eating mark the post 3:15 day Machines, lazing in the bordered spaces, await Whooping up spirit, Jane Stratton limelights. the skilled fingers that will adjust, repair, and protect their organs. Flashes of red and black cruise to a land of casual chatter, exchanged jokes, and shared Cokes. Silvery Hondas showily zip past the munching crowd at Hardee's. Racing masks and record players have replaced the slide rule; worlds away is the sensation of curricular walls as the after-school life plays its scene. This is a life packed with the feeling of freedom—freedom and relaxation to ease hard- worked minds. The exterior world is filled with forms; although soaking the liberation from their demanding studies, these forms still shout, bubbling over with youth, and they are still MOSTLY MOVING.

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Before-class chats reverberate from Lee Oas and Dennis Royer. Fading seasons only polish WHS colors Like a crossroads village, the year’s end gives hot pursuit to its beginning. There is a flash, and the dropping leaves turn to snow, and the snow to summer flowers. WHS takes a well-deserved rest from its annual cycle. Its relaxed pace gathers strength for Sep- tember; its energy quietly builds for another autumnal burst. Then the wind once again blows fall across the stage, then winter, and strolls spring in its unfadable pink and green blanket. But constantly surrounding the cycle is a gold and purple border; the seasons cannot extin- guish the undying Waynesboro spirit. No, is the uncompromizing answer to all who prophesize the fade of the gold-and-purple banner. WHS's buildings may corrode with time, and her halls may one day grace fireplaces, but the tra- dition the school has built is immortal. WHS will continue to live in her daughters and sons, and their posterity will be indelibly marked with the Waynesboro pride. Intently watching a game, Betty Mason breathlessly awaits. 11 Emily Curry and Vicki Gochenour snack.