Whitman Hanson Regional High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Whitman, MA)

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CLASS I-IISTGRY The play opens with the arrival of the young and inexperienced freshman class of 1983. We all dreaded that first day of high school. When being told that high school would be the four fastest years of our lives, we laughed and said we hoped so. Those first days were tenseg not being able to find our lockers, we had to carry all of our books wherever we went. We could no longer escape being branded as freshman But the first days proved to be fun, too. There were so many new faces to meet - kids from the other town and the upperclassmen. After meeting our class advisors, Mr. Chaskes and Mrs. Ibbitson, and the election of our class officers, the class of 1983 was on its way. The proms seemed far off, but we began to raise money by a bake sale, at Shaws in the fall. We began to function as a class, going rollerskating, and taking a one day trip to Pat's Peak in the winter. The most depressing day of freshman year was not one of the first days, however. lt was the first of the three days on our high school career that we would experience the Seniors' Last Day. Standing at the windows and hearing the car horns, we glumly thought, Three more years Q A wav!! Y, 493' -r '