St Genevieve High School - Nanterrian Yearbook (Panorama City, CA)

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— « --, — stjt . l Mlshot Crummond The hilarious British detective spoof Bullshot Crummond had audi- ences rolling in the aisles May 30, April 1, 1 William Davey played the chau- vinistic super-sleuth Hugh Crummond, who battled unspeakable per- ils in his efforts to: re- cover a diamond formula-, succor the fair Rosemary Fenton (Andrea Fraga); rescue her father, Rupert Fenton (Robert Lane, who played a series of other parts) and finish off the despicable Von Brunnos, Lenya (Sue Vaughan) and Otto (James Burns). The result was an all-out hys- terical farce. I. The Von Brunnos reaching out to a spy submarine 2. A rude and very silly waiter in- terrupts Hugh ' s attempt to charm Rosemary. 3. Not — the Converse Force Field?!! 4. A one-armed inspector deceives a simple-minded Rosemary. 5. Cast and crew of Bullshot Crummond. 6. Oh, Hugh, you ' re wonderful! 7. Lenya is overwhelmed by the cunning of Salvatore Scalicio. 8. Why. during the war — wha-l You fiends! 9. Professor Fenton exhibits true dismay at the connivance of the Von Brun- nos. • 4p

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Mike Calka The Tide of Life The roar of winds and sounds of waves That flow about through jagged caves, The feel of sadness on this beach Makes happiness seem far from reach. In this, our world, we have to cope And learn to never give up hope. We persevere, just like the tide. Our feelings, we soon learn to hide. But one day soon, just like the wave, We ' ll have to venture from our cave. While wandering throughout our life. If it be with, or without strife, May we find joy in all we do And share that joy our whole life through! Pictures In The Dark Glancing at old pictures, I remember how great it once was. We brightened each other ' s dull lives And set goals as unreachable as the stars. But time passed, And the pictures are dull and faded now. I know you are no longer here. My days are filled with grief and solitude. All that is left is the memory of you, And how great it once was. -Cynthia Bishop, ' 82 Seabiscuit When I was small I was a horse (but only in my head, of course). My parents thought of me as strange And hoped and prayed for me to change. Well, now I ' m grown and yet today, They ' re never stunned to hear me neigh! -Simone Messerschmidt, ' 83 -Cathy Shannon. ' 83 h