“Happiness is ‘girl watching’ in the quadrangle after lunch in the cafeteria.”
Yeah, this wouldn’t fly in a yearbook today. Ogling girls is frowned upon.
WTF? There’s no caption or any explanation for this picture. That “thing” lurking behind the fern is beyond creepy.
Um. Perhaps we’ve taken a wrong turn. This is where the popular kids hang out. Let’s turn around before the quarterback gives us a wedgie.
They pulled out all the stops for the prom back then. My school didn’t have “pageant trumpeters” though.
The A.V. Club – always exclusively for nerds. These guys are all millionaires now I’m sure, but in ’71 none of these fellas were dating these girls…