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An elite mountain infantry unit tasked with ceremonial guard duties. They wear a distinctive uniform composed of traditional folk clothing: foustanela, boudouri, gonatoures, and tsarouchia
Pleated skirt with white underpants, long knitted white leggings, garters, and pointy slippers with pompoms. Sounds better in Greek, doesn't it?
Let go of your preconceptions and see it differently. It's as if a Washington D.C. high school called their yearbook the Leathernecks. Not so different, is it?
We thought we were cool. But realize that ours was a simpler time: pre-wedge, pre-highlights, pre-shag, and, most wonderful of all, pre-mullet. This was years before hair styling became the foremost national preoccupation that it is now.
Oh. This was the pre-mall era as well. It was buy local (tight pants and orange sweaters for the guys, even worse choices for the girls), buy PX (home of the clothes that nobody bought at Sears) or make your own. Judging from the comments next to the photos, needlecraft was a popular hobby. And don't assume the class of 73 girls were any less ambitious or lacking in feminist fervor: those knitting needles made fearsome weapons in the close quarters of the school bus. Remember: dressing in black back was not chic, instead it meant that a relative had passed away.
Television shows and movies clump fashion movements as quick ways to identify a decade.
In reality, year-by-year culture trends can be both static and slippery. Judging the 70s by "That 70s Show" is as misleading as judging the 60s by "American Graffiti," the 50s by "Happy Days," or the 40s by Andy Hardy (look that one up on imdb.com).
1973 was one of those years, at least in Greece, that was a resting period between military takeovers and popular uprisings. Similarly in the U.S., Viet Nam was winding down, and Watergate was playing out. The hippy movement had very little to offer by the early 70s (except to the philosophy instructors at Deere College), discos were still discoteques in Greece, and punk rock was almost beginning to happen in Britain. We were oblivious to it all, content to listen to rock music on our tinny sounding tape cassette recorders. (Yes, this was also the pre-boombox and pre-Walkman era as well. We were very electronically impoverished.)
The school board made a concerted effort to purge teachers suspected of leftist tendencies (or at least one that I know of). They also brought in a school administrator to "clean up" the campus, and instill the norms of a more traditional U.S. high school culture. Needless to say, there was a big emphasis on sports.
Yes it does. But look a little deeper. Arty lyrics from a hippy band, a whole color based theme that assumes pastels are dull rather than light and bright (three possibilities a- there's a logic breakdown, b- a very distorted sense of color perception at work, c- Both a and b.), and the interesting typos. The editors forgot about events such as dances (the prom even), house captains, inter-mural sports, Easter trips to Rhodes, music assemblies, the language club's trip, or most importantly of all, the ice cream cart that used to appear at the end of the day. Wonder what could've caused all that short term memory loss?
Your parents are simply sharing a viewpoint that your grandparents handed down from your great-grandparents. No doubt this message will provide you with insight and wisdom, just like it did your parents, and you will in turn one day, sooner than you imagine now, be saying the same thing to your disbelieving children.
The 1973 Evzone doesn't have a copyright or permissions statement. I am not using these scans for any type of compensation whatsoever. This site is for all the students who, like Paul Watts, didn't get their copy of the yearbook, lost their copy, or simply out of adolescent laziness (like me) or rebellion (like me) didn't buy one.
Not doubt these scans will cause more than a few ACS alums to reflect fondly on their high school years. This will, of course, translate into more donations.
I am not familiar with Greek copyright laws, but I remember years ago when Mrs. Mary Winters Papatasso's then husband approached me with an idea about publishing a Greek science fiction magazine (somehow, word leaked out about my sci-fi obsession). First, I was flattered thinking he wanted a story from me. I was mildly disappointed when I learned what he wanted were my science fiction magazines. He planned on using the best stories. I asked him how he was going to iron out the royalties. He simply smiled and said that they could find him if they wished. So I guess, if there's a copyright problem, they can find me if they wish. (I'm still waiting for him to return my magazines.)
From whom? Content ownership can be tricky. Is it held by the school 's corporation or the contributors themselves? Even if this was spelled out in writing nearly 30 years ago, can anyone come up with the contract?
Glad you brought that up: no they weren't and there's no credit as well. Hope no one starts tossing a brick in their glass house.
Note for everyone born after 1980: It's the Moody Blues, "Days of Future Passed," 1967. The forerunner to the 70s pompous and pretentious art (PAPA) rock bands, such as "Yes," "Rush," and other boring groups broadcast during PBS pledge week.
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