First off, dope name! With a moniker like that, he could be a rapper along the lines of Craig Mack (whose name is really, yes, Craig Mack).
Anyhow, yes, the Minnesota (!) Twins were popular back then – or at least their hat was. So was rocking it with a big tuft of hair in front of the brim. I don’t recall enough about dude to recall it was an authentic fitted or not, but I’m going to give him the benefit of the doubt.
He was one of those perpetual man-boys – in that he always looked like he was 12 years old, even upon graduation. But that name! That’s the type of handle that’ll take you places, seen? Like if he was an NFL quarterback, that’s a starter right there. Mike Streeter? Are you kidding me? Call this cool-name-athlete-thang the “Tony Romo effect”….
Just to show that it wasn’t all fobby hair and ethnics, here’s a standout white chick I can recall from backintheday within the same infamous yearbook page what spanned the previous five or six drawings…
Even her name is crazily white, cuz when you look at the letters that spell her surname, it doesn’t look like it should add up to a pronunciation like “Mick-Eck-earn”, nawimean?
She’s rocking the whole preppy thing, which needless to stay, was going strong in the mid-to-late-80s. And fyi those are freckles, not blemishes. Bitches this classy don’t get pimples! Sheesh…
I dunno this chick personally, but she got around a lot like 2Pac in ‘92. Nothing lascivious here – I just mean she was in assemblies and hallways and yearbooks and shit an awful lot. And it weren’t cuz she was some sports superstar or prom queen (we never had a prom king or queen – did we?)…
This semi-dykey-lookin’ ‘do wasn’t uncommon amongst chicks Asian and otherwise backintheday – another reason why this page keeps yielding some sweet portraits. And I honestly think I’m doing her mad justice here. Trust me.
I know – the fuck kinda name is Ezra, am I right? But Korean folks are mad guilty of naming their seeds on some biblical shit – at least when they name ‘em in English. Hence the preponderance of Graces and Esthers and whatnot.
So dude was kind of a handsome cat, which I don’t think I’ve necessarily succeeding in capturing here. But frankly, who cares? I say that cuz I first met duder in like the summer after grade 7 (or maybe grade 8) at this Korean Summer Skool. Wuzzat? y’all white folks are probably askin’.
It’s basically summer skool for kids who didn’t fail shit but whose parents thought it’d be best if they learned Korean (and other stuff) during the summer regardless.
Anyhow, I met him there and he was a dick. Later he showed up at my hi skool – and I can’t honestly say I said a word to him then, so maybe he stopped being a dick. Who knows (or cares)?
His younger sister was mad hot, though. I recall my homeboy Ray asked her out backintheday, but she rebuffed him on some “I only date Korean dudes”-type shit. I guess this is reverse poetic justice, or something – but who am I to say? I’ve got my own bullshit proclivities I’m going to try harder to keep to myself…
It’s not his fault he looks like a rapist or pedophile. Mark H. was just a victim of the time period – the late 80s/early 90s. Without that hideous molestor’s ‘stache, he’d be comparable to Kirk Cameron – in looks if not politics.
Same goes for that extra luscious/ridiculous turtleneck he’s rocking. Lumpy? Sure. Too big-necked? Perhaps. But perfectly acceptable in the Cosby era.
Not particularly relevant, but his younger sister was crazy hot.
P. Dobson (another in a set of weirdos)
So what makes duke so weird? I dunno – his hair? He just seemed kinda funny and lonerish, I guess. And yeah, his hair…
Ojaye S. (could’ve been part of the set of dudes with rilly cool-sounding names)
This dude was in my gym class, too. At first I thought they were calling him “O.J.” like Simpson (prior to the infamous murders). Then the yearbook came out and I was like, “Oh, word? It’s actually “Ojaye”? Cool…”
In this pic he looks kinda like a young Big Daddy Kane – who along with Kool G. Rap, often goes unmentioned when we talk about the all-time great rappers. But the fact remains that in the middle-to-new-school era, the Mount Rushmore of MCs was Big Daddy Kane, Rakim, KRS One and Kool G. Rap. Try and tell me different.
If you’re giving me votes for Kool Moe Dee I can at least hear what you’re saying. If you’re going on about Uncle L, fughedaboutit. I can accept an argument for Slick Rick, too, but that’s about alls I’ll tolerate over here…
Matt W. (a set of people I actually knew)
If you’re wondering whut a handsome white guy looked like in the early 90s, look no further. Dude was a homeboy of ours, but it was apparent pretty early that when it came to getting girls, we weren’t rilly in his class.
He swam – and not just to get away from sharks – so he wuz all ripped and shit. Which makes me wonder – backintheday, girls in hi skool would put up pictures of shirtless dudes with 6-pack abs and bulging pecs and all that in their lockers. Do they still do that shit? Is it a li’l too gauche? A tad obvious? Or totes the norm? Anyhow, before this gets any more gay, let’s just say he was a handsome man – and not just in a Lank Thompson kinda way. He was real deal like Mass Appeal…
He’s not as strikingly handsome now (and you may not even think he was based on this “approximation” here) – but I didn’t draw him out of spite, or nuthin’. Moreso just because I remembered what a stud he was back then. And it’s not like I was ever jealous, or anything. He wasn’t stealing my shine, nawimean? I was too busy hating everything to talk to girls. But I digress…
“Sherry” wuz a big name in the ’80s. I mean, look no further than Steve Perry’s only solo joint of any remote popularity (“Oh Sherrie”, if you didn’t know). It seemed especially common among blue collar white chicks – oftentimes also rockers/metallers – the same way mad WASPy suburban chicks wuz named Courtney or Britney in the ’90s. This feathered bird’s-nesty ‘do here wuz also commonly rocked by Sherrys. Will confirm/deny as I continue to troll through this yearbook.
Anyhow, this is Sherry’s grad picture, if you can’t tell. Her flowing, feathery hair obscures the obviously gruduationy v-thing on the gown. And she’s got this kinda disinterested half-smirk/sardonic curl of the mouth that I don’t think I’ve quite captured here. But I think I made her look more attractive, if that’s any consolation…