I Located My 70s Prom Photo, and it’s Every Bit as Tragic as I Thought it Would Be!

Thirty nine years!

As my darling wife of thirty-three of those would say, “That’s almost forty!”

That got me thinking, if ever there was a quintessential picture of bad hair and silly seventies-style outfits it was my prom photo.

So I embarked on a quest to find my high school sweetheart to get my hands on a photo… CONTINUE READING >>


Thanks to Classmates.com for providing access and compensation for this hysterical blast from the past! As always, all opinions are our own—including the commentary on my horrible 70s clothing choices!

David and his highschool sweetheart. Nice outfit! GypsyNester.com
Me and my high school sweetheart – we don’t call me The Beanpole
for nothing. Also, the hair! The pants! The 70s down vest!

Thirty nine years!

As my darling wife of thirty-three of those would say, “That’s almost forty!”

I wouldn’t have thought too much about the amount of time that has passed since my days at good old Southeast High until Classmates.com contacted us about trying out their website.

Sounded like fun so we said yes, and then started figuring just how long it had been since we graduated.

Veronica seemed to feel that the five years between us gave her some room for poking fun, but I thought the timing was pretty cool.

It gave me the chance to catch up with some old friends and reacquaint with acquaintances before next year’s big 4–OH! reunion.

Highschool aged David - the hat! The pants! GypsyNester.com
Going for the classic Cosmic Cowboy look of bell bottoms,
tennis shoes,
and Stetson straw hat.
Thought I was pulling it
off at the time, as in all
this AND a bag of chips!

I jumped online and made a profile.

It was simple; I just uploaded a current photo (and an old one, just to remind people what I used to look like) and wrote a little bit about what has happened in my life over all those years.

After that, I entered my school and graduating class and, viola!

Up popped my 1977 yearbook.

I immediately remembered the cover and the name, Hoofbeats.

I could look through it online, but there was also an offer to buy a hard copy of the yearbook if I wanted one.

That got me thinking, what long forgotten dusty box could I have stashed that album away in?

I decided that it didn’t matter.

I would rather avoid a trip to our storage unit, and the searching, sneezing, and dirty hands while enjoying the digital version.

David's high school yearbook picture - junior year. GypsyNester.com
A bit of an Elvis sneer happening.

Of course, the first thing I did was look up my yearbook picture… O. M. G.!

Well, what can I say; it was the seventies after all, as if that made it okay to walk around with hair like that.

As I continued paging through the book, I found myself reminiscing down memory lane.

I looked up my favorite teacher, Mr. Hodges, who we always called Hodgy-baby.

I had also forgotten that our Golden Buffaloes won the State Championship in football my senior year.

Digging deeper, I found a picture of myself where I didn’t look like a complete geek.

It even looked like I might have been studying.

David in his highschool years. GypsyNester.com
Pulling off the rare sleeping upright like a horse
while
pretending to study move.

No, wait, on closer inspection it looks as though I might be asleep in an upright position.

A more likely scenario if my memory serves.

By now I was pretty much hooked, and everything I had been doing was free of charge, but by upgrading to a Classmates+ membership I could really start connecting with my old friends.

This way I could leave messages, share pictures, and get email updates to see who had visited my profile.

I browsed through and left a number of hellos along the way. It’s so easy to find old friends since you can search by maiden name.

That’s how I found my old best friend’s girlfriend, who is now his wife.

I had lost touch with them years ago so I wrote her a message. After a few days I got an email saying that she had replied. So I logged on and we conversed several times over the next few days through the website.

Now that we have caught up, we plan to meet in person next time we are in their hometown.

That experience got me thinking about my own high school sweetheart—the four of us were thick as thieves back in the day—but she was a class ahead of me so wasn’t in my yearbook.

That’s when I noticed that I could see books from other years too, so I looked back one year and found my girlfriend in the class of ’76.

David's high school photo-senior year! GypsyNester.com

Then it hit me—my chance for redemption! Perhaps my junior year picture was not as pathetic as my senior photo. No such luck.

That seventies hair was every bit as bad, if not worse, in this one.

That got me thinking, if ever there was a quintessential picture of bad hair and silly seventies-style outfits it was my prom photo.

My tux was an absolute classic—at least that’s the way I remember it. I know there were pictures, I had seen them long ago.

I don’t know if I ever had a copy, if I did it is long lost like our adolescent puppy love.

But maybe, just maybe she had kept one—no doubt purely for the comedy.

So I sent a message just to say hi and she replied. We caught up with each other (sounded like we both ended up with the right person after all) and then I asked if she had any pictures of us, especially ones featuring my hideous tuxedo.

In no time at all she sent several, including the two above and the game show host monstrosity below.

Along with a note teasing, “Enjoy the ribbing from your kids.”

David's prom photo, the hair! The tux! GypsyNester.com

She should have saved it for blackmail purposes.

David, GypsyNester.com

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26 thoughts on “I Located My 70s Prom Photo, and it’s Every Bit as Tragic as I Thought it Would Be!”

  1. So many memories are lost over the years, Classmates.com seems like a great service to reconnect. Those photos are indeed hysterical, and could have been right out of my yearbook as well!

  2. I didn’t know classmates.com was still around! Funny look back at the 70’s. Especially loved the clothes and hair. You were and are both adorable!

  3. I always cringe when I see pictures of myself from the past (although fortunately not many of them exist!). What seemed like the height of fashion then isn’t so appealing now…

  4. I enjoyed your walk down memory lane! That tux looks as though it should be in a Hall of Fame somewhere. The bowtie alone is worth a close-up! Good for you for getting so spiffed up!

  5. So funny! I wouldn’t have given you a second look. But then again, I would most probably not have gotten even a first look!

  6. Nice story! I reconnected with a lot of my high school friends on Facebook after attending on of my reunions. Now I hear from them regularly. I had hoped to chat with my senior prom date at the reunion and to give him the note he passed to me in the hall asking me to the prom. I had kept it all those years. Sadly, he had passed away and I was too late.

  7. What memories (and outfits!). It’s so much fun reminiscing and looking back on old yearbooks. So great that you’ve connected with former classmates too. You guys were great looking back then….and still are.

  8. What fun to find all those old photos and then reconnect with old friends! When I look at my high school grad picture, I can’t believe I ever thought the dress I had on was stylish!

  9. OMG, that prom picture is classic with that heavy black piping and ruffles – stylin! Hope you saved your bell bottoms, they are back in style I’ve heard!

  10. Checking in from the Class of ’72, John Marshall, Cleveland, Ohio….I wore a yellow chiffon dress with the ding-a-ling curls, while my date rocked a red paisley tux! Ah, yes, the ’70’s…..we were so spiffy back then!

  11. I’ve seen some funny tuxes, but you win! Of course, you look very cute, as we used to say. 🙂 Can you believe that my Class of ’72 has never had a reunion (maybe a 5th – didn’t go) …. as far as I know? I lost touch with just about everyone from school until about 10 years ago when a few of us from the same old neighborhood got back in touch. Fun story and pics.

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