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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Thirteen years ago the class of 1986 began their years at F.C.S. as scared little kindergar- teners. We have come a long way since then! In those days we were downstairs in the li- brary next to the school. Who can forget bun- dling up in our snowsuits every day to go to lunch, gym, art, etc ... Our days were filled with letter people, crayons, and paste (which was not to be eaten). Who can forget Tami’s false teeth; especially when she took them out and set them on the table! On Christmas we were visited by Santa Claus (really! at school) who filled stockings. And on St. Patrick’s Day Leprechaun’s made a mess of our classroom. They left tiny footprints, even smaller than Tracey’s (that’s right, we checked!). Gradu- ation from kindergarten was a big deal. We all had sobs, including The Lollypop Tree, and James singing “I’m A Little White Duck. ” When we entered First grade we bst some peopb, but we gained some of our best. We made it through ebmentary school, and in the process — learned to read. (When some of us weren’t looking under the table in reading groups. You peopb in Mrs. Campbell’s class know what I mean.) When we entered intermedmte, sing-a-longs with Mr. Oldham were alot of fun for all of us, and it was sad when he bft. At our Fourth grade field trip to Niagra Falls Jon Heary got in a littb troubb with Mr. Kunz for trying to jump. Abo, Mark had to carry hb desk to all hb classes so he would remember hb home- work. In sixth grade we had the time of our lives. Sometime during the year Mark got mad at Holly and put a battery in her desk. Thb of course baked acid all over her papers. That wasn’t easy to expbin to Mr. Rohrbach, but we didn’t like him much anyway. We had our own Sixth grade puppet show. Kammi and Tami were Martmns. Jon was a dog, Spot, from the pbnet Jupiter, and Janb was the Man on the Moon. And, after years of trying we won the ice cream topping contest! We received an after- noon off from school and went swimming at Milbr’s pool. But soon those carefree days ended and we were shipped off to High School. We thought we were the greatest thing that ever hit Friend- ship. Some of skipped Mrs. Stout’s study hall daily to spend our time trying to hyperventibte in the bathrooms. Good thing there wasn’t de- tention that year! That poor lady, we really put her through a lot. One day we got hold of a pen that squirted water. She never did figure that one out! In about ninth grade some of us started marching band. Even though we had to put up with Mr. Barrett, the parades turned out to be a bt of fun. I don’t think Dick will ever foget the moon he saw rbe on the way back from Nunda. At the end of the Tenth and Ebventh Grade years, our class started putting in time at the County Fair for a week each year. The days were long and hot. They were abo full of bf- tover food and cold spaghetti — but the nights! There was Heidi running around in her fuzzy pajamas, Ron not even abb to run, and Mr. Shawl getting Robert out of a jam. We’ll abo remember all the competition we received from Richburg (ha,ha) We have finally made it to our Senbr year. We all dbcovered a new place to spend our Fridays — at J.B. ’s (or Rinker’s while hb par- ents weren’t home of course!) Most of us are driving now; but there seems to be something about the corners by the Truck Stop. After all those near-fatal accidents, it’s a wonder we’re all still here. Now back to Rinker’s. No more swimming, hiding in bathtubs, soaping windows, or spill- ing beverages. We’d like to bave thb message to Calvin Kline (you know who you are): We advbe you to keep your walbt in a safe place for in the wrong hands it could be dangerous! And to Tim Baxter, what happened to you thb year? You used to be so shy! (phase stop blushing!) We still have a few more months bft here at Frbndship; but I think we’re all ready to get out into the real world. We’re boking forward to our Senior Prom, and especially our Senior Trip. A bt more will happen to us this year, but I’m sure most of us will have fond memories of Frbndship Central School. WISH US LUCK! 14 SENIOR CLASS HISTORY
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SENIOR WILL I, Tim Baxter, leave Leon Lamb my track uniform and all my times in the 800. I, Carol Belden, leave!!!! I, Denise Cross, leave my partying ability to the Junior Class. I, Fred Elias, leave Rex my ability to play basketball. I, Julie Fitch, leave to Cheryl Middaugh my ability to break girls collar bones. I, Dennis Greene, leave all my English 12 books to some unfortunate Junior. I, Holly Hadsell, leave Friendship Central School a quieter place. I, Jon Heary, leave another year of school to the Junior Class. I, Bobbilee Jadwin, leave Friendship Central School, FIN ALLY 111 I, Carl Masten, leave to Brian Klice my good sense of humor, (which he desperately needs). I, Dee Mogavero, leave to Mr. Mazur and also to Mr. Kula A LOT of peace and quiet. I, Tracey Riehle, leave Debbie Whittaker to be the shortest Senior and to Mr. Barrett some peace and quiet. I, Robert Rinker, to Jim Cummins all of my study halls. I, Ron Rinker, leave to Jenny Little my great personality, my partying ability to Brian Hurrell and to Pat Clark my driving skills which he greatly needs. I, Marjie Schoonover, leave the world to my sister. I, Heidi Shawl, leave to Julie Harris the Memory of all the great times we’ve had like Bonas, Ponderosa, Quaker Lake, Truck stop, Prom Night and of course Tom’s car, and Kathy Zacher my gym locker. I, Tony Solomon, leave to James my basketball skills, to Julie I leave my dancing ability, and to Midget my luck with the women. I, Mark Stockman, leave my book of all-purpose excuses to Trent Myers, my organizational skills to Mr. Maxson, and my copy of “1,000,000,001 worse-than-awfulpuns “(not that he needs them) to Mr. Kula. I, Dick Warner, leave Wes Sorter the brass drum and to Dan Vaughn a Bottle of perfume to smell pretty for the year. I, Janis Weatherell, leave to the staff of Friendship Central High School the fond memory of the great Weatherell clan; there will be no more to pass thus way again. To Heather Elliot I leave my 1. School Bus seat and 2. My incredible singing talent to hold up the entire alto section of the Sr. Choir. To Ellen Maxson, another year of Spanish with Rex Richards. I, Tami Williams, leave Janel Stearns my gym locker lock. SENIOR CLASS WILL 15
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