Geraldine High School - Safari Yearbook (Geraldine, MT)

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 This will teach you to wear a shirt like mine! We found something to remind you of Thursday night bowling, Mr. Silvius. This bookkeeping is for the birds! It s a good thing that you aren't any taller, Marcia or else you wouldn't fit. Come on Dan--the food isn't so bad. 11

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THE CLASS OF 1978 ADDED VARIETY TO LIFE AT GERALDINE HIGH SCHOOL. This is just like my toy at home. If you don't watch yourself, I'm going to punch your lights out! Now Joey—she wasn't THAT goodlooking! Who said nobody streaks” any- more ? Making sure he wraps it correctly Ray? 10

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WE, THE CLASS OF 1978, DO HEREBY WILL THE FOLLOWING . . . I, Danny Lee Sullivan, will my ability to correct my teachers to anyone with brains enough to use it. I will my Book of Knowledge to Claude Bronec so he won't have to take so many shop classes, and lastly I will my ability to go through 7 years of band and not accomplish anything to Kevin Joyce since he already has a good start at it. I, Deb Taylor, being of sound fingers, and toes, will my basketball ability to Veronica, my locker to Joyce and Marie since they drive in most everyday because they'll be kept from it by large human anatomies until the buses have all left. I will to Jaws my ability to keep Miss Daudermann and Miss Anderson on their toes and also my ability to go places and not get homesick, to Selina and Caroline my ability to keep up my grades and be involved in many extra-cirri cular ac- tivities. And, last but not least, I will my ability to travel from class to class and through the hall each period without the pass to Brian and Brad. I, Mary Trevithick, will my sole position as the student librarian to anyone who has the underlying ability to fulfill the requirements, can handle the difficulties involved, knows the alphabet well, and can put up with the surroundings. I will my typing ability to Caroline and Joyce in hopes that they can carry on the production of the Tiger's Growl. » I will my lone position in Spanish III to Joyce in hopes that she will keep Miss Daudermann on her toes. Last, nut not least, I will my many four inch, eraserless pencils to the upcoming Freshmen in order that they may finish their assignments as suc- cessfully and artistically as I with smears and holes throughout. I, Cecilia Dostal, being of fantastic mind and a somewhat sound body, will my job in Pep Club to anyone with lots of time on her hands, my Editor position on the Tiger's Growl to Joyce in hopes that she will finally learn how to type a final copy, my first chair position in band to Marie so she can play all those little solos I got stuck with, my acting abil- ity to all of the upcoming actors and actresses as an inspiration, my free night a week, Tuesday, to Janet and Junior in hopes they find time to do their studies, my Too Good To Be True Award to the upcoming Freshman, my instrumental ability to Steven and Lyle in hopes they will join Stage Band and keep up the Trombone section, and my ability to smile, say Oh, I forgot! , and get away with it to any absentminded high schooler. I, Brian Goldhahn, will my observing of animal defecations to Gyme Anderson, my mud and blue Ford to the car wash to keep it busy for a few years, my fast hands to Rick and Sawbones, and my bull whip to Mrs. Hicks to keep them in line. I, Laura Goldhahn, will my speaking ability to all those upcoming Speech and Drama enthusiasts, my smile to Paula Anderson in hopes that she will use it as much as I did, my infatuation with a Clark to Shari Duvall, my platform shoes to Mr. Jean, my time spent in the darkroom to Bart Peters in hopes that he will use it as effectively as I did, my Ford to anyone who likes fogging for mosquitoes, and my noon hours and study halls spent sitting in the sunshine to all who agree with my contention that the school is climate-controlled for polar bears! I, John Little, do hereby will my strawberry suckers and my G.O.H. to Cheri Larkin and Dennis Arnst, respectively, in hopes that they will use them more carefully and more often than I did. To all the football players, I will my ability to watch football practice from the bleachers and to all the boy's tracksters, I will my ability to die out in the last 100 yards of a 440 yard run. I, Joey Patterson, will my ability to co-drive a car along with a friend, with four other people in the front seat to Robbie Harvey, my numerous trips to Fort Benton to Pat Buck and Bart Peters, my Chevelle to Bart so he will have a matched set, a small mirror to each of the Sophomore and Freshman girls so they do not have to run to the bathroom between each class to fix their hair, my trumpet to Jaws so she has a decent one to play, my four years of devotion to Speech and Drama to anyone interested in meeting more girls than they know what to do with, and my reservoirs to Pat, Richard and Robbie in hopes they (the reservoirs) keep those three out of water. I, Fred Pauley, will my old Ford to Rick Engellant so that he can make it up to the Tournaments next year, my dieting ability to Tracy Spurgeon, and my motorcycling ability to Bo Winkle. I, Kevin Smith, will my curly hair to my little sister, Jodie, my trombone to anyone who wants to buy it and put up with Lyle Arnst and Steve Bronec, my welding ability to Perry Joyce, my dirty jokes to Gyme Anderson and Joe Little in hopes that they will find a joke to go along with the filth, and my hot pickup to those who like to buy gas. I, Cris Steinbacher, being of some sound mind and body, will to Debbie Clark my basketball uniforms 12 and 45, to Brigette Scribner my locker 64, my ability to take Typing I, II, and III to Tracy Spurgeon and Pat Buck in hopes that they can learn to type better than I, our track practices to Shari Duvall because she is the only one that can keep them going, my Pep Club presidency to anyone who can handle it, my noon hours to Robbie Harvey and Stephanie Spizak, my height to Tracy Spurgeon so she can be the center, and to my sisters, Shirley and Tracy, my secret ways which aren't so secret, in hopes that they can do better. I, Raymond Stoos, will my corner in the locker room and my boxing ability to Don Qunell in hopes he can keep things straight, to Bart Peters my parking spot in hopes that the coach will never find it, to Paul Clark, Dennis Arnst, Eddy Smith, and Bo Winkle, my ability to act because they will need it to keep up with the girls in the class of 1980, my car to Ricky Engellant because I don't think Fred's car will make it, and my ways of spending more time in the doctor's office than on the football field to anyone! 12