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Mighty-morphing Index seniors go-go away

By Index Staff
posted May 26, 2011

Eric Dubie: Although I was only an editor for one short year, I feel as though the experience has lasted a lifetime. I forged friendships with people I normally would never have met, and I trust these friendships will stand the tests of time. I will never forget the time Shannon McInnis thought Mr. Scott was 50, and also thought the Features section could take on four pages, much to the amusement of Mr. Scott. The memories of hearing the Wilhelm scream to start off production, various gruesome sound boards manned by Mr. Scott, and taking the time to watch the SNL parody of Keith Morrison from Dateline will stick with me for years to come. I’m sure everyone will miss my snarky comments that never seem to stop, even if they say they won’t. Not to mention my infamous mullet. Eating lunch in the Index office often yielded moments of hilarity, and of course some Westwood and BBC radio. Production meals became synonymous with delicious food and overeating to the point of discomfort. The only regret I have about Index is not joining sooner. Had I known the amount of fun Index would bring, I’d have signed up for a story the first meeting of my freshman year.



Kelsea Kierstead: Index has become more than just an extra-curricular, which all the seniors would definitely agree with. The office quickly became our second home, and the people, our family. Even though I was often a target of taunting and teasing from all the editors, I have come to realize I will miss our shenanigans, chats, and even the jokes. Luckily, Eric Dubie will be in Madison with me to gladly continue the pestering whenever it need be. Embracing our quirky attitudes has made enduring hours of cranking out 16 pages in the A Wing computer lab extremely rewarding. Our affinity for Spongebob and our trusty steed, Majesty, and of course the infamous Index futon has been just a few of the many cherished memories. Falling into our own “Index-mode” identities, a.k.a. the yips and the stoics (I was always a yip), we somehow come together as a team, and see each other through our struggles. I also discovered my counterpart in this life, Natalie “boob” Kelly, who is freakishly similar to me. When we finally stop messing around and get things done for publication, I will never forget of Friday first hour distribution, feeling as if we accomplished bringing a sense of unity to the student body. Lastly, we will never forget you, Knut, the fallen mascot of the editors who is in every way better than Sebulba.



Josh Lyons: My memories of Index mainly consist of wasting time rather than completing the little amounts of work I was privileged with in a timely manner. Similar to my performance in my other classes, procrastination often got the best of me; the only difference was the manner in which I delayed progress. While spending hours in the empty school for production, of course not being productive, my distractions were much more creative than hours on Facebook or binge eating. Though the delicious food provided during production by the families of editors have been quite nourishing and satisfied my desires of stuffing my face in boredom, the hours in between were left vacant. I remember one time trying to watch Moulin Rouge with a few other editors who weren’t busy at the time. After discovering, to my dismay, that it wasn’t on Netflix instant play, I searched for other sources of online streaming, most of which happened to be in German. Unfortunately, in this situation, I took French. Another time, after someone had the brilliant idea to bring scooters, Marcus Amato and I went on expeditions in order to discover the sources of strange noises haunting the empty hallways. The fun was ruined when a janitor spotted us flying by and of course was not pleased by the marks left from burning rubber. Eventually I did do my work and enjoyed every minute of it. Index will surely be missed.



Brian Tresp: Despite being an editor for only a year, working with the Index has given me more than just a year of experience. Between growing as a writer and making lasting friendships, there have been many moments that I will never forget. Some are the riveting fifth hour conversations with Logan Fassbinder, concerning various subjects such as what type of kid Jesus would be in high school. Another is Emily Pyle’s assertion that the other members of the Index staff most definitely “did not know her,” which resulted in a kicked over backpack, a broken mug, and a good amount of spilled chocolate milk. More memories include: Being half of the entertaining Entertainment duo with Eric Dubie, wondering what dubstep remixes of 50s music would sound like at Senior Citizen Prom with Marcus Amato, teasing Kelsea Kierstead for pretty much everything, watching internet videos with Josh Lyons, Alexa Trembly fleeing from the computer lab after hearing a “tornado siren” (a vacuum cleaner), Shannon McInnis asking if Mr. Scott was over 50 years old (and his subsequent reaction), Natalie Graceffa’s strange infatuations and “good morning” handshakes, Kelsey Gelhar’s elf feet and general smallness, Collin Glomstead’s guitar playing, the many wonderful moments spent with Taylor Kaspar, and of course, gorging myself at production dinners while enjoying all the luxuries of the Index office. My only regret would be waiting until my senior year to get involved, for being an editor has been one of the most memorable experiences from my time at Oshkosh West.



Natalie Graceffa: Coming into Index at the end of the 2010 school year was intimidating to say the least. Following an uncharacteristically spontaneous whim, I joined a group of effortlessly clever editors where it seemed my elementary school-style humor would rarely be appreciated. Taking a month or so to ease myself into the act, the Index office soon became a second home where my periodic bouts of OCD in the general hygiene department went completely out the window. I soon succeeded in assimilating my own humor into the group, just as everyone else added their own personality to what is now a cohesive though slightly dysfunctional family. The entire staff was soon desensitized by the word “poop,” no longer shivering in disgust, with the exception of a few stubborn minds, sharing in lengthy and maniacal laughter over countless events that, for a vast majority, should not be shared without fear of both ridicule and administrative action, and producing a paper that all of us are proud of. Instead of spending this summer frantically thinking of advertising ideas in the last few weeks to finance the paper as I did last summer, I will be spending it on a last-ditch effort to “friend-binge” time with the people I have grown to love before all disperse in their respective directions for what will no doubt be limitless success. My hopes for many more memories outside the beloved office join my endless thanks for making our senior year unforgettable.



Taylor Kaspar: My Index experience has been shaped by the satisfying people and equally scrumptious food surrounding me. Last year Leah Dittberner, Sadie Dempsey, and I would stop for dance breaks in the hallway during production, to get ourselves through the grind of the workload. We also picnicked in the courtyard once or twice during seventh hour while students sat in nearby classrooms, green with envy. Mealtime races to the Index office were abundant, resulting in faces overstuffed with taste bud luxuries. Thanks to an overplayed Keith Morrison parody, my immediate reaction to anything moderately fascinating will forever be ‘ooohh.’ More than anything, I’ve enjoyed getting to know every single editor and Mr. Scott individually. I will never forget the time I was caught drinking a ‘Scott Max’ unknowingly. I haven’t experienced that level of fear ever since. Journalism has given me the chance to overcome fears I have had, be it conducting interviews, venturing into a realm of vulnerability, or simply walking into the daunting domain that is the Index office. My two-year editorship will undoubtedly provide me with futuristic waves of nostalgia, yet the professional experience it has solidified for my future will act as a buoy for any and all seas I encounter.


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