Horn-Rimmed Halcyon Heydey

all images of Hammond High

Ah, 1965. Overhead projectors and horn-rimmed (NOT “horn rim”) glasses graced every classroom. And even then, the rims were not made of actual horn or tortoiseshell, but of plastic. All the better to see you with, my dear.

Some technology was old-school, like this microscope being used by a lad with a healthy head of Elvisian locks.

But new advancements had been made for this first year of German language lab. Bonus points if you can tell me what all those little chess-piece-looking things are.

Corded phones were still the only choice for office secretaries.

And there was this thing for numbers. Watch those bangs, sister.

Home Ec was called “industrial arts” at this particular high school.

While what we term regular “art” was still funded and practiced. Swell job, Peg!

Shop was called “Distributive Education.”

This was called “horseplay” and not cause for litigation.

Flirting was alive and well.

And teen silliness prevailed at the Junior-Senior Dance. What a lovely pair!

Now if I could only remember my locker combination…

7 thoughts on “Horn-Rimmed Halcyon Heydey”

  1. This is my generation but I never heard of industrial arts or distributive whatever. Bonus points if you know what those horn rims were called by the jocks. To us oldsters the global decline started when Home Ec faded from curricula. πŸ™‚

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  2. I remember most of that. I studied Latin so we had no lab. I guess they figured you wouldn’t have much of a need to speak it. We still called it shop and Home Ec. In Junior and Senior years I recall auto mechanics being available, It was too practical for me to take.

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