REMEMBERING WHEN
This is your scrapbook. Although the Reunion committee is older than most of the items shown, they showed up here because no one claims them. No big deal: you'll see all these committee members, scrapbook items, a Locker Door !, Classic cars, and some surprise items at the Inverness - whether anyone CLAIMs them or not. Oh yeah - this is your chance to return that overdue library book, striped DPS gym towel, reversible gym shirt or green girl's gymsuit. please wash and bring it (in your luggage - please don't wear it). We promise: "You Will Remain Anonymous".
"You really haven't changed:" socks remain in your drawer from 67. And they all still fit. But they lost all their mates. You could go to the White Spot without a date. 8 other DPS schools were inferior to us (not only in elevation). Clubs selling crystal cuts. Pep Cards, Beanies & booster buttons, a brown&gold mouse (book mark?), Pee Chees, tattered plastic coated book covers. College visitations in the lounge next to the art room, the Senior Class Lounge outside the auditorium balcony: a beat-up couch and stuffed chairs ...
"You've come a long way, baby." Girl's synchronized swim practice started WAY before sunup in those days we had split sessions. No time to shower and an itchy mohair sweater trapped the chlorine on your skin until you got home. You couldn't wait to change into your dad's white dress shirt, tails untucked over calf-length capri pants and fuzzy slippers. Chunky plastic rock bracelets, bucket purses, Ben Casey Blouses, Hoss Cartright and Dr. Kildare. Didja ever watch Ringsby Rockets basketball at the Denver Colliseum? What was that gory black/white movie Mr. Miles warned of - a lunchtime flick about a floating brain-spinal cord draining the life out of people? Thanks to Jeremy Stone, who recalls it was The Fiend Without a Face.