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he first time students walked Kennedy’s halls since the pandemic and the devastating derecho felt different. There were expectations of a completely different school. They expected feeling a little out of place after being gone for so long. Instead the halls seemed as if no time had passed. Display cases filled with snowflakes and christmas lights from pep assemblies past. Almost as if time had frozen. By the time seniors could return to school, they were halfway through their year. Smiling faces stared through the glass and memories of the calm before the storm came flooding back. The students in these pictures had no idea. 04
2021’s senior year has been filled with hopeful moments, changed to unfortunate compromises. We were optimistic by the time our senior year started we had hopes of a normal football season. Instead, we were met with reduced crowds and mask covered students. We were hopeful to be back at school at the beginning of the year. Instead, the derecho forced us online. We wished for time in the classroom, with all of our friends. Friendships are split apart. They are divided by our place in the alphabet. The class of 2020 didn’t get to end their senior year the way they had wanted. The class of 2021 never got to start. The class of 2020 received sympa-
