Quote of the day:

I love to sing, and I love to drink scotch. Most people would rather hear me drink scotch.
—George Burns

I was telling Cindy the other day that if I were an organized kind of guy, I’d go and scan all of my Elco yearbooks so that whenever I need a photo of someone from those days, I could go right to the appropriate yearbook pics and pull it out, rather than have to drag the physical yearbook off the shelf, find the page, scan it, crop it, and do whatever needs to be done to it. It often becomes a bit of a chore, and sometimes when I’m trying to get a blog post written for a deadline (the Stern Editor can be very, well, uh, stern), I can’t always find the pic I want so the post goes pic-less. That’s why I didn’t run pics of Lee, Jean, and Bobby Strause the other day.

So I’ll correct that now.

Here is Lee’s graduation picture.

Here is Jean’s confirmation picture (with the top of my head there in the corner).

And here is Bobby from his eighth grade photo. I tried to sharpen it a bit to make it clearer.

In any case, on Sunday I decided to start scanning all the yearbooks. I already have my class of 67 yearbook scanned from when I made that video all those years ago, although I might want to rescan it as I don’t think I did it at the proper dpi.

So I started with Sigma 63, the class of 1963. And I noticed something. Something that I’ve actually noticed previously when I looked at the graduating class photos.

Those graduating seniors look old.

I mean they look older than I expect 17 and 18 year old kids to look. They certainly look older than my graduating class did a few years later. This is something that I’ve noticed when I look at yearbooks from classes much earlier than mine. The graduating seniors look old. Is it my imagination? Is it the hairstyles? Is it the photography? What is it?

Anyway I present four seniors from the class of 63 followed by four from my class of 67. Do you see any difference? 

My guess is that people of my age might notice a difference, but those much younger than I am might think that both sets of seniors look similarly decrepit. I’m guessing that it’s generation thing. But I really don’t know.

Here is the class of 63.

 

From left to right they are Vincent Calarco Jr., Patricia Doster, Eugene Brown, and Beryl Fisher.

And here is my much younger looking (to my eyes anyway) class of 67.

From left to right they are Bruce Stokes, Linda Salem, Delroy “Skeet” Seldomridge, and Linda May.

By the way, the class of 63 had a class song. Here it is. Study it carefully, as we’re gonna have a singalong next week.