Connor High School - Archives Yearbook (Hebron, KY)

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MY BEST FRIEND I remember that first day of Elementary school. We laughed and played the whole day through. Holding hairos in a secret way, Eferyone knew we were the best of pals. As the years begarfto pass, Bhe more secrete we had to share, Wiving out our wildest dreams. It 's haimo elieve twelve years ha» passed, Bu e a»- we begin to grow Each Will sfifft to go a different way. If we are lucky, I know we can be the same. The best of friends our whole life through. - Pam Dringenburg

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The people presented in this section began a new Act in their role playing of life. They spent twelve years educating and building their minds so they may succeed in the future. In these past years, they developed friendships that will re- main as a close bond between the 1982 graduates of Con- ner even though there may be thousands of miles between them. They have these memories to keep them close and a part of each other even though each of them are uniquely different. On May twenty-fourth every senior began a new stage in their life, hoping there will be as much success and happiness as there was in the past. TOP LEFT lust enjoying the sun' MIDDLE Dru Denham receiving the math award from Mr Beil BOTTOM: Lisa Sammons late for class again 66 — Seniors

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Senior Day 1982 The 1982 Senior Day, held April 23, was a very active day for the Seniors. They were excused from classes at 12:30 for their Senior Luncheon which included roast beef and the senior Cake. Senior Superlatives were posted and then the caps and gowns and graduation invitations were given out. The remainder of the day was theirs for fun, which included water and shaving cream fights. It will be a day that will never be forgotten. TOP The Senior Class Officers cutting the cake! jobi Santos - Secretary, Dana Robertson — President, Stephanie Berkshire - Vice President, and Terri Womer - Treasurer. BOTTOM LEFT Sherry Hoskins pretends she is holding up a bank BOTTOM RIGHT: Tim O'Brien on the prowl for his next victim. 68 — Senior Day