In his old yearbook the narrator found her.

I was in my room the other day, reading my old yearbook and wondering what the girls were up to these days.

It was all there, along with an old yearbook photo, taken over five years ago-rightbefore I'd transferred to school in the OASIS.

And on the lowest shelf, every single one of Ally's old yearbooks, from kindergarten on.

I scoured boxes of faded flower petals, crumpled ticket stubs, paged obsessively through old yearbooks.

I hate looking through old yearbooks; they don't exactly bring back a flood of positive memories.

Here there were stacks of old yearbooks, moth-eaten athletic uniforms, and ancient textbooks that had been nibbled by mice.

Sometimes she would leaf through old yearbooks in the yearbook room to find out all the information she could about Jason.

"Do you think Wordy Gerty would mind if we looked through some of these old yearbooks?"