EIGHT The Gazette-Times, Heppner, Ore., Thursday, Mav 26, 1977
O Irrigon news
Francis Rose Wilson 922-3352
A final work session of the
budget committee for the city
of Irrigon saw the budget
approved for fiscal 1977-78 and
sent to hearing in the total of
$100,351.
The General Fund repre
sents $26,124 of the total
amount, with the remaining 74
per cent included in all other
funds and transfers.
Although the budget is
$38,500 higher than last year's
budget of $61,815, the tax rate
per thousand has decreased
by 35 cents.
The higher budget figure
reflects additional demands
on city finances for the part
time position of city admin
istrator, the addition of a full
time police officer and in
creased work load in the re
corder's position.
The entire requirements for
bonded indebtedness, both
revenue and general obliga
tion bonds, are expected to be
met from water revenues as
pledged to voters. In addition,
approximately $6,000 will be
available from the water de
partment for transfer to offset
needs in other departments.
Increased valuation within
the city limits has contributed
further to the lower per
thousand rate. This year's
levy of $10,692 will require a
rate of $5.45 per thousand
against last year's levy of
$11,314 (of which $4,000 was
for bond payment) which
resulted in a levy of $5.80 per
thousand.
A Public Hearing on the
budget was set for Tuesday,
June 14, at 7:30 p.m. in the
annex of the County offices.
Hugh Grim, former Irrigon
resident, was a visitor here
last week, calling on Mr. and
Mrs. E.A. Stephens and also
visited his mother-in-law,
Mrs. Minnie Hoadley. He went
to school here with one of
Stephens' sons.
Graduation: A confluence of experience, an end, a beginning.
Although each student now stands at a common apex, the paths
pursued have been as diverse as the individual elements that
somehow meld into that entity known as the Class.
Insights must come from within, as that is the only clear perspec
tive. At the Editor's request, the class presidents and student
journalists of the Morrow County High Schools collected their
thoughts on what it means to be an individual within the Class of
I 77.
Riverside: Worth the effort
By Linda Skoubo
Senior Staff Writer
Graduation is a time to rejoice. You've finally reached the
goal you've been working at for 12 years. After it's all over,
you have your whole life ahead of you to do with what you
want. You might choose to go on to college and further your
education or you could take a chance in the world of work.
But whatever you decide, you'll learn what it means to
"spread your wings and fly," or at least try to fly. You might
not get off the ground the first time or two, but don't give up.
You'll eventually make it, and will live with inner peace from
that time on.
Graduation can, on the other hand, be a very sad and
painful moment. Through the years, we've met lots of people
and made lots of friends. It's kind of hard parting with your
friends, knowing that you may never see some of them again.
What will it be like starting all over from the beginning
again? Will the class of '77 be able to cope with the many
A glance back
By Debbie Holland
President, Class of '77
HHS
As Freshmen, a statement was directed to us by the
upperclassmen as "A Class That Forgot Who They Were,"
which was basically true, but not totally. We started out our
high school career with a touch of our own. We started by
getting third on our homecoming float.
As the year went on, the class lost their enthusiasm. We
never really achieved anything we set out to do, but we put on
a show as the "Big Stuff" in school. In class competition, it
seemed we always came in last, none of us could remember
we were freshmen; most of us thought we were sophomores,
juniors, and seniors. We couldn't wait for the year to end. But
we always thought "Big" which seemed to help, we thought,
anyway !
Sophomores: Working, Learning! A Together Class.
Being an individual is important, but being an individual in
a group is equally as important. As Sophomores, we came in
several shapes and sizes as groups participating in dance
team, athletics, drama, rodeo, clubs, and the music
department, yet our talents showed as individuals.
" Starting early with car washes, bake sales and selling
balcony seat tickets, we added up cents for the future Sadie
Hawkins and Prom dances.
Our hard work during homecoming week paid off when we
were awarded the Citizenship Award for the year.
f Our class was thinking bigger every time.
Juniors: Impatient, Hardworking, Turning!! Time To
: Profit.
Impatient to reach the top, we worked hard to rightfully
take the throne as "Seniors."
We had several obstacles in our way with earning more
money for Prom. We took on an even harder job by selling at
the concession stand for all games including girls' games,
which was a feat never been done.
We were all rewarded by a "Thank You" from the
preceding Seniors for an Outstanding Prom.
One mistake that we will never forget was that we did not
charge anyone to get into the dance, which left us with little
or no money to spend for our graduation.
Seniors: Taking It Easy.
As Seniors, you would expect no work whatsoever. But to
most people's surprise, a large turnout was found when it
came time to make our homecoming float and to the surprise
of all, wc won first place And that wasn't the end of it!
We were graduating without enough money to spend on
gifts, flowers, and other necessities.
But all that was needed was an inspiration and an idea to
get things started. We'll be graduating on a velvet cushion.
Now you have the story of this year's Senior class. A class
of high hopes, but We Did It!
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responsibilities that are placed upon their shoulders, or will
they collapse from all the pressures?
In my opinion, the Riverside seniors, or underclassmen for
that matter, haven't been prepared for the shock of their
independent lives. They haven't even been introduced to the
social responsibilities of today, let alone the responsibilities
of tomorrow.
For the students coming out of such a small school as this,
there are bound to be people who aren't able to maintain the
hard college life and will have to drop out, but mostly all of
the ones that do go to college will be able to handle it. There is
no disgrace in having to drop out of college. The disgrace
comes only when you don't even try. College is an experience
you'll never forget and it is well worth the effort.
All the students love the school, though, because the
teachers try to help each one on an individual basis, and are
generally very friendly. The only exception to this, of
course, is when the teachers don't like the students, and vice
versa, and when one or the other is in a crabby mood.
Sad and happy times
By Vicki Edmundson
Editor, Hehisch
Graduation is a time to look back and reflect on all the good
times of high school.
Not only is high school a time for studying, it's also a time
for field trips, basketball games, dances and much, much
more.
For me, high school has meant participating in almost
everything available from drama to helping organize a
Walk-A-Thon.
Without extracurricular activities, high school would have
been very boring for me. I enjoy doing things almost to the
point of having too much to do, and too little time to do it.
My main interests have been athletics and journalism.
Between going to lone and Heppner, I was able to participate
in five sports basketball, volleyball, golf, tennis and track. I
enjoyed them all and found each as rewarding as the next.
Journalism has meant a lot to me; I worked on the high
school annual my sophomore year at lone and last year I
worked on both the annual and as assistant editor of the
paper. This year, I confined my journalistic activities to
editing the school paper.
There are great rewards in involving oneself in journalism.
You become more aware of the community; what's going on
and how you can participate in it.
I have used high school as a stepping stone to college. To
prepare to enter Pharmacy at OSU next year, I have taken a
lot of science and math classes. This background should aid
me in doing well at college.
Graduation is both a sad and happy time. It's hard to leave
all the friends you've grown accustomed to seeing every day.
But leaving affords the opportunity to meet even more people
and make new friends.
Graduation also means the end of supported independence.
During high school, whatever you do, your parents are
always in the wings, "guiding" you into doing the correct
things. But at college, your actions are determined by you. If
you want to stay up until 3 a.m., you can; you have only
yourself to answer to at 7:30 when you're falling asleep
during English.
Hopefully, what I've learned these last four years will help
me to make the correct decisions and have many enjoyable
experiences at college.
Reflections of lone
By Lori Childers
Editor, Cardinal Spirit
Sitting in the library watching the pages of an old
dictionary flutter backwards in the spring breeze, I wonder
what words of wisdom this old friend might impart to me.
For the past 12 years, our class has spent a large part of
their day here, sitting and complaining, talking and
gossiping, and even learning.
Learning: funny little word, isn't it? It is so small, but
means so much. We first met the working definition of it
when we entered first grade, and the fascinating world of
math, reading, and ABC's connected with it.
On through grade school we charged. Through tears, cuts
and bruises, we focused (or tried to) upon that single solitary
person known to us as "Teacher." This person tried to teach
us what had taken her years to learn, but we had just one
short year in which to absorb her experiences before being
shoved upon another teacher.
And so it went, that is until we became 7th graders. That
year everything changed drastically. We could no longer run
to "teacher" and expect sympathy for our simplest
problems. We didn't even have desks to clean out now. We
now had lockers, which were usually being stacked by the 8th 1
graders, who had been in the racket for at least a year and
thought they knew the ropes.
Now, instead of being told, we had to try and remember
what to bring, where to go and how to address the teacher of
each class. Being part of something greater than the "Punky
Grade School Brats" was heady stuff. Many times during the
remainder of the year we were brought rather roughly down
to earth.
Then in the last days of the 8th grade, we were terrified by
a speech from one of our teachers. We were told we weren't
going to be big people at all ; we were on the bottom again and
would have to really fight to make it to the top and then stay
there.
We approached the coming year with fear and trepidation.
Well, we walked down the hall with knees shaking, found our
lockers, and started classes. The seniors tried to intimidate
us the first half of our year, but as we slowly gained
confidence in ourselves as a class, we ignored the seniors. To
show everyone what a together class we had, our bonfire
turned out one of the best ever.
Our sophomore year was about the quietest. The class
didn't have anything outstanding happen. Mainly we just
tried to get through the year, make the best grades possible,
to pass, and become part of the upper crust in high school
society.
Well, gaining a few, and losing a few, we became juniors.
That year, our studies nose-dived a little in order to put on a
fantastic Junior-Senior Banquet and Prom. Which, of course,
it was!! We picked our colors and announcements and
prayed that we would make it to seniors next year.
Well, we made it : we became seniors ; we got to intimidate
the freshman class and tried to terrorize the teachers. Our
class was top dog. Now, as I sit here trying to finish one of our
very last assignments before we are released from high
school, I wonder if as the old dictionary has been in the lives
of high school kids will we be able to stay in the mainstream
of life? I can only hope that each and every senior can reach
his or her highest goals, stay with them and survive for the
many years ahead of each of us.
Through the years
By Debora Palmer
President, Class of '77
HIS
At the early age of six, we were thrown into a new world in
which we would attend lone Grade School. Our parents told
us how lucky we were to be starting school, with an
opportunity to learn many new things. Really, we were
scared to death. All those big high school kids on the bus in
the morning! The big decisions of whom to sit with, where to
sit, how to make friends, when to speak, when not to speak,
and the biggest of all who to give the biggest cookie to when
it was our turn to bring cookies.
We started grade one with a roaring class of seventeen
people. We were introduced to our first teacher, and our very
own paper and pencils. We went through reading, writing,
and arithmetic with enthusiastic vigor, then escaped to milk
and cookies, followed by recess.
In second grade, we lost most of our class; the roaring
seventeen declined to a humming ten. We girls have
dominated our class ever since, never having more than
three boys at a time. Our mothers thought we were to become
young ladies, but little did they know that without a majority
of boys, we would be the rulers. We ventured into the rest of
grade school with each year being more new and different
than the last. We entered feeling very scared and skeptical
about what might happen a new boy, maybe.
On to Junior High where we became the "Big Wigs" of the
grade school. We were told, "You are at the top of the totem
pole now, but when you're a freshman, you will be at the
bottom."
Well, all of lis made it to the freshman class and we were
soon initiated by the upperclassmen and sold as slaves. We
were then faced with the fact that only one girl could go to a
dance with one boy; that left out half of us. Maybe more boys
would be nice! Our daring freshman class also decided to
show our first movie, "For Family Entertainment," to make
a profit for future plans. We set up the Cafeteria Cinema and
proceeded with the show. Tue to neglect of previewing the
film, families started leaving our theatre, and we were
closed down after the first reel. We were then accused of
showing an X-rated family movie. We didn't make a profit
from the movie; in fact, we lost about $50.00, but we did make
a couple dollars from our concessions stand.
During the rest of our high school years, we learned not to
be afraid of entering into something new ; one must plunge in
and seek out all he or she can. We're back at the top of the
totem pole, but soon we will be at the bottom of a new totem
pole, seeking to develop something new.
Soon after graduation, we will be thrown into another new
world, but this time we feel more secure, still scared, but we
have the courage to seek success. Our decisions will be
bigger than the ones we had to decide in first grade. We will
have to decide our future plans and learn to manage and cope
with our wins and losses in the years to come. We will seek
new friends and new places, but we will never forget the old
friends or places.
I guess our parents were right: We have been lucky to
attend lone Schools and we have learned many new things.
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