Buffalo High School - Bison Yearbook (Buffalo, MO)

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ANDY LEE ATTERBERRY Funeral services for Andy Lee At- terberry were held at 2 p.m. Mon- day, Dec. 10 in Montgomery-Viets Funeral Chapel with the Rev. Mark Mildren and the Rev. Alien Wright officiating. Music was by Wayne Lemons who sang “Farther Along” and “I Know Who Holds Tomorrow” accompanied by the organist, Mrs. Jo Ann Viets. Casketbearers were members of the Buffalo Winged Bison Composite Squadron: Jerry Arterberry, Buddy Bradley, Jon Bradley, Tony Farkas, Dale Hamilton and Bill Smith. Honorary- escorts were Rusty Andrews, Art Brown, Carrie Buffington, Chap. George Davis, Jonna Lambeth, Scott McCowan, James Patterson, Buddy Sartin and Herbert Trout- man. Interment was in Gardens of Memory Cemetery under direction of Montgomery-Viets Funeral Home of Buffalo. Andy Lee Atterberry was bom Nov. 22, 1966 at St. Louis, the son of Hollis 0. and Neda Evelyn vPankey) Atterberry. He died Dec. 7 at the age of 18 years and 15 days. He was saved and joined the I ouisburg Baptist Church. Since he went to live with Gene and Noma Coltrin in June, he had been atten- ding the Buffalo United Methodist Church with them. He was a dedicated member of the Civil Air Patrol and was proud of the many friends he made there. The CAP and computer work were his two greatest loves. He is survived by Gene and Noma Coltrin of the home at Buffalo; his father, Hollis Atterberry of Louisburg; one sister, Carla Highfill of Buffalo; one brother, Dale At- terberry of IiOuisburg; and his grandfather, Carl Pankey of Buf- falo. He was preceded in death by his mother in 1977. UA. •Wl cLtVjiA'YvxxXi-v • wvXS iwm j a «. OJbV Vw UKM. , 'L Vstt vmcwj frvxIN VvOt v,(5 • -rrvAJXJ X .v,yvr. J Vw, £ C » Ka. j . 'X WOW W . vw , .» 0 vS’iS Wm.U 'o) jv«n tu Aa. HE WAS SO YOUNG He was so young, God. So young and strong and filLed with promise. So vital, so radiant, giving so much joy wherever he when. He was so brilliant. On this one boy you lavished so many talents that could have enriched your world. He had already received so many honors, and there wer so many honors to come. fhy then? In our agony we ask. Why him? Why not someone less gifted? Some one less good? Some hop-heade, rioter, thief, brute, hood? Yet we know, even as we demand what seems to us a rational answer, that we are only intensifying our grief. Plunging deeper into the blind and witless place where all hope is gone. A dark lost place where our own gifts will be blunted and ruin replace the goodness he brought and wished for us. Instead, let us thank you for the marvel that this boy was. That we can say good-bye to him without shame or regret, rejoicing in the blessed years he was given to us. Knowing that his bright young life, his many gifts, have not truly been stilled or wasted, only lifted to a higher level where the rest of us can't follow yet. Separation? yes. Loss? Never. For his spirit will be with us always. And when we meet him again we will be even more proud. •Arrfy 1 a peroas , 1 11 n«vor forgot. 1 11 troasur« th «.«morles for ver. Sanantha John on KMy «a a parson «ho gave people a chane . dear frlen to « .“ Karvtn Low •Andy »«n? a lot to •• ar.tf th weaories n loft behind will never 41«. Liao Rowland •Andy won always rood t everything h« did If h h t iny quwstior.fi hs found th answer by looking for then, or by dlsscusnlnj; It with «one one who knew.“ Wale Hamilton “Andy wi a dear friend. Thin,: wer golnc » 1 for hie. I'» sad about hi passing away. Rusty Andrews

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ZDorl of un Grad night 1985. Worlds of Fun. Kansas City . . May 3 the seniors of BHS loaded on the buses and headed to K.C. for a night of freedom. The long Five hour bus trip to Kansas City, after almost a full day of school, was exhausting. A few tried to seek rest for the big night ahead — but ghetto blasters and general excitement, prevailed. After a loud and hot bus ride everyone was relieved to get there. Everyone was just as re- lieved to get back on the buses after a full night of fun. Most students found the bus ride back a good time to get some sleep. Everyone joyfully jumped off the buses for the short walk to the entrance. Above: Stacey Bowman and Dawn Smith. Becky McClure and Lisa Rowland decided to rest before the night of fun. Scott Gargus and Julia Rit- ter take a break from the fun to rest and talk. Left: Connie Alff was one of many who re- gressed in years to enjoy the carousel ride at the park. Con- nie is one of several stu- dents who was either married or engaged to be married. Students also jammed to the Greg Kihn Band and Fodo, musical artists. Mr. Woods after the mind bog- gling ride with the sen- ior class on a bus for 5 hours, found a little relief by calling home once he had ar- rived. 20

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BACCALA UREA TE es+»ny is not a motter of chance, it iS a matter of choice' it is riot a thing to be waited for, it is achieved. Left: Valedictorian. Kylette Gillham, gives her speech of farewell to the graduating seniors of ‘85. Right: Scott Gargus, Salutatorian, gives his goodbyes and congratulations at graduation. Below: Erin Phillips receives her candle from juniors Jane Lane and Tina Geise. Above: The Dynamics sing the school song at graduation. Left Jim Ritch (Jr) and Meri Phillips spend a few moments to- gether before exercises. Below: Michel Robson gives Trenda Carnahan (Fr) a hug. Emotion and friendship played a big part in the years of high school. Above: Ronda Polston is lifted up on the shoulders of her friends as they congratulate her accomplishment. Below: The class of '85. Standing arc the top ten percent of the class.