Friendship Central School - Panorama Yearbook (Friendship, NY)

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ME P u X JAQULINE M. WHITWOOD EDYTHE A. WILLIAMS LOREN A. WEIR Her eyes of brown were not meant to Her schedule is heavy with one green Sir, I would rather be right than be frown. Chevy. president. 1959 ROGER L. WEIR WILLIAM F. ZACHER TONIA A. ZENOSKI Let any man speak long enough and he In our halls or in the streets Bill is A cheery smile, a friendly hello, will get believers. liked by all he meets. these are the reasons we like her so.

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Last Will and Testament We, the members of the Class of 1959, while still sound of mind and in possession of all our faculties, do hereby proclaim this document to be our last will: I, Sandra Skinner, leave my multi-color hair-dos to Ginger Lunn. I, Sharon Pierce, leave the Art Department cleaner. I, Edythe Williams leave with Justin. I, Laurita Whitford, leave my allergies to anyone I can force them on. I, Jane Jones, leave my quiet charm to Theresa Hamilton. I, Jackie Whitwood, leave my ability to become engaged to Carolyn Hodge. I, Earletta Hobbs, leave my ability to collect stuffed animals to Judy Swift. I, Joan Livergood, leave my sewing ability to next years Homemaking Class. I, Toni Zenoski, leave Rocky to Judy Thurber. I, Donette Bledsoe, leave my curly hair to Pat Rose. I, Sandy'Burris, leave Wellsville to no one. I, Don Livergood, leave in a cloud of dust. I, Lee Shelley, leave my track shoes to Calvin Bracy. I, Roger Weir, leave before they throw me out. I, Yogi DeVore, leave for Yankee Stadium. I, Don Heary, leave my parties. I, Bill Zacher, leave because I think I've been here long enough. I, Loren Weir, leave the School's Projection Room to Mark Hampton. I, Jim Burdick, leave several broken hearts. I, Harry Buzzard, leave my beard to Wes Talbett. I, Fred Herrick, leave Nancy. I, Linda Howell, leave my walk to Pat Mapes. I, Mary Haskell, leave early. I, June Cross, leave my ability to daydream in French Class to Fred Sullivan. I, Justin Thompson, leave my ability to get the family car to my sister Molly. I, Vernie Schneider, leave my memories of the Washington Trip to next year's Seniors. I, Ted Stephens, leave my shy and quiet manner to Bevo. Collectively we leave our inspected lockers, worn-out texts, cleaned- out desks g and favorite Library chairs to next year's Seniors. We leave our haggared Faculty to the entire student body trusting that they will be more sympathetic to and mindful of their efforts. Finally we leave our ulcer- ridden Advisor, Mr. Mancuso, to the incoming Freshman Class. 17