JUNE 8, 1965
Mark Heads Senior Class
"What luck! There, in the midst of the crowd is Mark Sorensen, Senior Class president, Brotherhood Society member, and baking contest winner. Eh, excuse me, Mr. Sorensen.
"Would you care to explain your feelings at this moment?"
"Well, right now I'm overcome by pride. You see that man up on the stage, Mr. Cochrane? He's my hero. He reminds me of John Wayne. I want to grow up to be just like him.
"Boy! Does that stage bring back memories! Those three V-Shows! And when I played Luther Billis in South Pacific I got to run around up there in a pair of itchy coconuts and a grass skirt.
"You won't believe this, but I've had a great deal of theatrical training. I even took one year of ballet lessons."
"Oh, how nice."
"I was a Cub Scout for three years, too. I earned my Wolf..."
"It figures .
Lion, and Bear badges, three gold and 27 silver arrows, and . .
"No, not really. Working at Camp Napawan was the funniest (and most interesting)
thing (there was a girl's camp across the lake). And Gunnar Erik Polowski Jones III Junior was about my weirdest experience."
"Oh. Well . .
"There must be just about as many people in here as there used to be at the show in the Algonquin section at the Saturday afternoon matinees in Junior High. So gross!"
"How nice."
"That too."
"Crowds like this always make me wish we had a fieldhouse. That's what this school really needs!
"There's the all-clear signal! Now, admit it, wasn't this drill the most exciting thing that's ever happened to you?"
"No, but I can't tell you about that. Excuse me, but I'll be late for my next class."
"Thank you and good bye Mr. Sorensen.
"Well, he's on his skateboard. The crowd is subsiding and the excitement that was here before is gone. Thus ends the first tornado drill at Maine West, and remember, You Were There! How gross!