Buies Creek High School - Legend Yearbook (Buies Creek, NC)

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Midsummer Night’s Dream On April 26, 1974, the Junior Class gave the Seniors a night to remember. This one night had taken much hard work and thought. The theme of the prom, “Midsummer Night’s Dream” was carried out by the waiters and waitresses as they entertained with a scene from the play by Shakespeare. Music was provided by Crossroads. The Jr.-Sr. Prom is a very special memory of our “Long and Winding Road.”

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Class of ’75, as we journey on the “Long and Winding Road,” take with us memories and knowledge and bequeath the following to those remaining. Section I Article I: To Mr. Willoughby, we leave our deepest appreciation for helping to prepare us for our lives after high school. Article II: To the Faculty, we leave our sincere gratitude for your patience and endurance. Article III: To our Parents, we leave cherished memories of our school days. Section II Article I: To the Junior Class, we leave an unforgettable senior year. Article II: To the Sophomore Class, we leave the excitement of class rings and the Jr.-Sr. Prom. Article III: To the Freshman Class, we leave three more years filled with hard work, friendships, and memories. Section III I, Juanita Blackmon, leave the “thrills and excitement” of my senior year to Julie Byrd. I, Connie Byrd, leave my position on the annual staff as co-editor- in-chief to my sister Carol. I, Denise Byrd, leave my contact lenses to anyone in the 11th grade who is as blind as I am. I, Eugene Davis, leave all my freaky ways and my extreme fondness of the Allman Brothers Band to Eddie. I, Terry Dean, leave and hope to never return. I, Steve Eddings, leave a muscle building book, all my women, and an orange screwdriver to Steve Todd and David McKnight. I, Robert Ennis, leave to my brother or anyone else stupid enough to let it stick, my nickname—Tex. I, Mike Ferrell, leave my dedication and love for soccer to all future soccer players. I, Andrew Gilchrist, leave Buies Creek for only one reason—it’s time to. I, Kirby Haire, leave my piano skills to whomever wants them that bad. I, Ransom Holliday, heave hkping to find happiness in the future with Laverne. I, Teresa Humphrey, leave looking forward to my own “Blue Skies” and “Sunny Days.” I, Marilyn Johnson, leave by basketball suit to the best—Genine Matthews. I, Timothy Johnson, leave my ability to skip school and not get caught to Mila Rose. I, Wilbert Johnson, leave with one foot in front of the other. I, Cindy Jones, a sports and music nut, leave my good times to Dennis and Linda Jones. I, Larry Knight, leave hoping never to return. I, Tyrone Knight, leave my love for basketball to all upcoming basketball teams and to someone special. I, Cathy Lamm, leave on the next bus to Winston Salem. I, Lisa Lauffer, leave four years of hard work plus a lot of fun times to my sister, Laura. I, Kaye Leach, leave my professional sewing abilities to anyone who can hang. I, Taryn Ledgerwood, leave love and a big smile. I, Laura Lloyd, leave the Faculty “The Sound of Silence.” I, Mikel Martin, leave with good memories of the people that were kind to me when I came here. I, Sharon Matthews, leave my seat in occupational sewing to Ruby Knight. I, Carlston McKoy, leave to the students of Buies Creek two words— true friendship. I, Colstien McKoy, leave my motorcycle riding skills to Rodney and my form of Chun Kung Fu to Paul. I, Theresa Morris, leave my sewing machine to my three sisters and to Wanda to make her wedding dress. I, Debra Nelson, leave to Laura Beals a brief senior year to speed on to better things. I, Windy Pulliam, leave my Pinto to Anthony, with request “to keep it on the road.” I, Susan Royals, leave my penchant for making decisions to someone else—I don’t know who. I, Linda Spears, leave knowing my parents are happy. I, Brent Stewart, leave without a Last Will and Testament. I, Debbie Stewart, leave to go find myself and live a life of my own. I, Lyvonne Stone, leave commending all of you who were able to sit through and withstand my music. I, Patricia Thomas, leave my sewing machine to the prettiest girl in school, Lugar. I, Robin Thompson, leave my New Jersey accent to Beth. I, Shelia Walden, leave my cheerleading suit to Mary. I, Pam West, leave my love and patience for sewing to my sister, Paula. 21

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