Well, the area saw another smattering of snow recently — only to make a brief entrance and exit right before Christmas. And, back in the day, some RFH students preferred such a setting for a little pow-wow outside. Well, it’s fitting for COVID times, but this little chat is happening with a pretty close encounter among friends, like RFHers may like it to be now. So, what’s a little snow and chill in the air? There’s no time like snow time, right? The kinship keeps things warm. Maybe the discussion was heated?
It was the late 1970s when this group of guys, including a former class president and a few dudes known to have a not-so-hush illicit keg party or 10, decided to congregate among the fine dusting.
Why is anyone’s guess. But, RFH Class of ’78 yearbook photographer extraordinaire George Day captured the moment.
The guys seem to be deep in thought, or mischief, or gossip, or … figuring out how to make the best and baddest use of some free time during the high school day. Yeah, that’s the ticket … or pathos.
The thought of that evokes some worry and laughs at the same time. Notice the stances from one photo to the other.
They’re posing right outside of that building that used to be called the Senior Building. The whole building. Inside that building, right inside those doors that were to the side of these guys, was the infamous Senior Commons.
So what are they concocting and why are they doing it outside in a smattering of snow? Anyone?
Tell us who these RFH dudes are and what they’re up to. Your idea of fun on a snow(ish) day? Do tell. How about those cars?