Check your old HS Yearbook lately? (Quick memories share, waaay different era X-D )

Been cleaning out the attic and stumbled across this; Been a good 30 years since the ol' 1971 HS Yearbook dared be cracked open again (the last year of the school's B&W photography). It was good for a few laughs, so here's a quick share.

For you young guys, back then really was a different planet. For you OGs, you already know the photos and comments back then could be corny. Awkward. Not right .

Our Yearbook staff happened to be quite mischievous. Hard to believe they were given near carte blanche over creation, layout and display of most content...

The humor is even more hilarious now. The hair and clothing styles of 1971 happened to create a wild diversity of era-confusion. Certainly, there were yearbook photos of teachers that produced snickers. And names of grads that were funny. And photos which suggested a near future adulthood of sociopaths, psychopaths, and...POLITICS.

More than occasionally, the Yearbook Staff managed to purposely create a photo that was humorously awkward. And inappropriate / naughty things managed to get sneak in (without the adult advisors catching them.)

All that said, it was the best of times. Most innocent and cheesy of times. Hard to believe the Clubs that existed at that time. ( "Bird-Watching" and "Rocketry Club"? Really?)

Whatchoo got from your own HS Yearbook? (Posting GED Yearbook entries will be DQ'd -- you know who you are )

Here we go -- again, just a quick share, few quick scans and brief comments. May or may NOT include myself in the following photo array (apologies for the bad quality scans):





Though you had no control over the alphabetic listing of Yearbook grads, you considered yourself lucky NOT to be pictured along the likes of a crew like these back-to-back pages. (Ever had someone sign your yearbook, forget your name and refer to you as "Friend"? )







My favorite Spanish teacher (upper left), Miss Panatella. What a tease. She liked to emerge from behind her desk and instead sit cross-legged on the table in front of the class



In this epic photo (above), I may or may not be among those 25-26 posing nerds trying to form a giant pyramid that would touch the Purple Martin birdhouse in this Yearbook photo of The Bird Watcher Club
(along with my GF at the time )