South Dorchester High School - Mariner Yearbook (Church Creek, MD)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the 1969 graduating class of South Dorchester High School, county of Dorchester, state of Maryland, being in a state of exquisite mental and physical health, do hereby acknowledge the following possessions, cherished by us and ascribed to you, as yours indefinitely. We hope you will take pride in acceptance of them. Bruce Abbott, will my good looks and shyness around girls to Allen Smith, now he has to use them. Lowell Candel, will my brains to Mrs. Hester. (If she can find them! ) Bruce Collins, will to Dolores Parks, all the good times I've had at S.D. Janie Cox, will the girls' sports page to Millie Dean with the hope she meets her deadline. Lana Creighton, will my luck with cheerleading and teachers to anyone who is capable of accepting the hardships. Danny Dawson, will my good times at old S.D. to a particular 10th grade girl. Jo Ann Elzey, will my knee guard to the Girl's Varsity Basketball Squad. Pat Elzey, will my position as fullback on the field hockey team to Kathy Phillips. Charles Flowers, will my great abilities in algebra, Latin, and physics to my sister. Brenda Hayward, will all my wonderful experiences as Student Council president to Donna Lynn Ruark. Debbie Holitik, leave to the office of South Dorchester a barrel full of absentee slips. Joey Hughes, will my chance to be in the Work Program to anyone who is willing to leave school early every day. Bedi Lewis, will my shorthand book to anyone who can use it. Debbie McGlaughlin, will 'My Word to anyone who has the personality to endure it. Randy McGlaughlin, will my ability to drive (on the basketball court) to anyone with guts enough to take it. Barbara Parks, will my lovelife at S.D. to my sisters who seem to be going pretty strong at it. Bonnie Powley, will the second compartment of the girls bathroom to Rebecca Todd. Wanda Powley, will my bottle of peroxide to anyone stupid enough to change the color of their hair. Richard Prahl, will my spirit and soul of S.D. to anyone who can stand straight “nd walk forward in my path. Lynn Pritchett, will my love for sports to my brother, Ronnie. Shirley Rippons, will all my fun and hard work at S.D. to my sister, Nancy. Glenn Ruark, will my SOCCER uniform to BOZO, the clown. Sherry Shockley, leave three years of business-management of the SoDo to Areida. Jeanne Spicer, will my editorship of the Mariner to Deanna Mills. Heaven help her! Gloria Thomas, will my flower power to Lance Bramble, the ''Flower Child. Lynn Todd, will all my good times at S.D. to Michael Pritchett. Hansel Travers, will my ability to work on the mats and trampoline to my brother, Danny. Margaret Willey, will my good figure and brains to anyone stupid enough to take them. Frankie Windsor, will my troubles and good times at S.D. to Johnny Murphy. Jimmy Windsor, will my will to anyone who will. Joyce Woodland, will to Linda Simmons my bottle of black hair dye so her hair will be the same color of her roots. To the Juniors, we leave our precious homeroom teacher, Mrs. Matthews, Room No. 1, a scanty knowledge of parliamentary procedure, and front row seats to all assemblies. To the sophomores, we leave our vast amount of originality and skill in planning the Junior-Senior Prom. To the Freshmen and Underclassmen, we leave a few more rewarding years enriched with invaluable knowledge and memorable experiences. To the faculty, we leave our thank-yous for your patience and aid. You'll be pleased to know that we're carrying our share of vociferation along with us. To beloved §.D. we leave the memory of thirty-two proud, intelligent, and successful individuals inscribed Within its walls. We hope our footprints have pressed deeply into your memories; just as our past experiences here will be irremovable from our minds. Having completed our last official business, we depart regretfully and joyfully from the halls of South Dorchester. Sherry Shockley

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