Student life was spirited and changing. It was a time of transition in our schools, our community, our nation.
Of course somethings were a little unusual, here a couple of Hillbilly
DJs
Spin tunes on the record player of the day in the lobby. Note, there were even remote speakers, separated from the player!
But the hillbilly students sure didn't seem to mind, the tunes were groovy, and the climate relaxed.
Lil Abner and Daisy Mae were the costumes worn that day.
The times were a changing, this is downtown Boone, King Street in 1970. There is a phone booth on the corner in front of
Melanies Food Fantasy, but of course that was a greasy corner then, a filling station was there first!
Cars were bigger, muscles and land
yachts were the rides.
Where was this Phillips 66?
Such a different "tourist image" could be found in Boone.
Even the mood in advertising was light and white bread.
Dr. Andy Miller was your principal. We have had 12 others since then~!
But some things don't change, I believe I saw this
snoozer just last week!
and thankfully, there were those who worked hard and had a vision for
their future too.
There were queens and gents of the Christmas dance. Her majesty is crowned here by Santa.
Golf was making its way into our sports catalog
and at least one "Pro" made it out of your class.
Tennis was in the swing and Harvey slices a mean backhand.
After only five years, we were already under construction. Here the work on the
CTE wing has begun. Though then it was called
Voc Ed.
Drama meet Art in the presence of Bill Ross and Betty Wells
Ms. Nance presents a striking pose, ever poised, and in
control of her classes.
Mr Ross in position at the head of his classes.
Mr.
Shipley and one of his students! ;-)
And baby chicks in the hands of these students (that is Mr. Andy Reese on the left).
And in keeping with this seemingly animal house, Mr.
Fidler and Mr. Atwood and their mighty steed march down King Street!
The future was plastic in the new cosmetology classes, how about those dome dryers!
It was a small small world
after all!
The marching band was mighty parading down King street. (notice the gas price was 33 cents a gallon!)
The lockers were full length, from floor to top. And bulls eye dots were the fashion of the times.
The Future Farmers of America were many in the 1970s. I wonder how many have been able to remain in farming after 4o years?
Students drove school buses all over the county.
The cafeteria hasn't changed very much in all of these years. Nor has the food for that matter ;-)
We used to have a large lecture room in the middle of our school. Around where the computer lab and guidance offices are now.
And what is this ancient machine these young people are staring into?
A hip health warning, examines the problems of substance abuse and calls for an unhooked nation. As we continue to do to this day.
Some things never change. And these teens had to apologize for throwing erasers at teachers? What was that all about?
Of course somethings were a little unusual, here a couple of Hillbilly DJs
Spin tunes on the record player of the day in the lobby. Note, there were even remote speakers, separated from the player!
But the hillbilly students sure didn't seem to mind, the tunes were groovy, and the climate relaxed.
Lil Abner and Daisy Mae were the costumes worn that day.
The times were a changing, this is downtown Boone, King Street in 1970. There is a phone booth on the corner in front of Melanies Food Fantasy, but of course that was a greasy corner then, a filling station was there first!
Cars were bigger, muscles and land yachts were the rides.
Where was this Phillips 66?
Such a different "tourist image" could be found in Boone.
Even the mood in advertising was light and white bread.
Dr. Andy Miller was your principal. We have had 12 others since then~!
But some things don't change, I believe I saw this snoozer just last week!
and thankfully, there were those who worked hard and had a vision for their future too.
There were queens and gents of the Christmas dance. Her majesty is crowned here by Santa.
Golf was making its way into our sports catalog
and at least one "Pro" made it out of your class.
Tennis was in the swing and Harvey slices a mean backhand.
After only five years, we were already under construction. Here the work on the CTE wing has begun. Though then it was called Voc Ed.
Drama meet Art in the presence of Bill Ross and Betty Wells
Ms. Nance presents a striking pose, ever poised, and in control of her classes.
Mr Ross in position at the head of his classes.
Mr. Shipley and one of his students! ;-)
And baby chicks in the hands of these students (that is Mr. Andy Reese on the left).
And in keeping with this seemingly animal house, Mr. Fidler and Mr. Atwood and their mighty steed march down King Street!
The future was plastic in the new cosmetology classes, how about those dome dryers!
It was a small small world after all!
The marching band was mighty parading down King street. (notice the gas price was 33 cents a gallon!)
The lockers were full length, from floor to top. And bulls eye dots were the fashion of the times. 
The Future Farmers of America were many in the 1970s. I wonder how many have been able to remain in farming after 4o years?
Students drove school buses all over the county.
The cafeteria hasn't changed very much in all of these years. Nor has the food for that matter ;-)
We used to have a large lecture room in the middle of our school. Around where the computer lab and guidance offices are now.
And what is this ancient machine these young people are staring into?
A hip health warning, examines the problems of substance abuse and calls for an unhooked nation. As we continue to do to this day.
Some things never change. And these teens had to apologize for throwing erasers at teachers? What was that all about?
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