Iroquois Central High School - Iroquoian Yearbook (Elma, NY)

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Time for Confusion Time for Relaxation Time for Firedrills Seniors 3

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TIME REALLY ELIES, Y T IT? By: Gordon Gattie Time keeps hurdling onward It never seems to end Maybe someday I wish I could come back Experience again the memories I now hold. Remember the first day you climbed onto the bus Everyone makes a really big fuss And then onto the Middle School Lastly to the High School Loads of homework you have to get done. You instead devote your time in search of fun. Finally Friday-after all the classes that never would end Long live the weekend! It took years of work to get where we are Every year went by faster than the last one. Suddenly we're seniors-our schools best class! Don't ever forget all the memories you've had here. On Graduation Day we'11 all shed a tear Everyone will look back Separate ways we take. How that you're out in the real world Take a step back and see all you1 ve done. Til miss ya Iroquois Central Time really flies, doesn't it? 2 Opening

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DEDICATION In June of 1987, we at Iroquois suffered a great loss when Mr. Patrick Collins was tragically killed in a car accident along with three of his Pembroke driver education students. During the final day of instruction, their driver education car was struck head-on by a drunk driver with disastrous results. In his earlier years, Mr. Collins served four years in the navy as a machinist's mate during the Korean War. He then attended Buffalo State College and received his degree in Industrial Arts which he taught for fifteen years at Eden. He began teaching at Iroquois as a substitute in 1982, and from 1983 through 1986 he taught Driver Education. His final year of teaching was as a driver education instructor at Pembroke. Mr. Collins enjoyed those activities which al- lowed him to share his time with his family. A dream of his, as a lover of adventure, was to reach the peak of a snow-capped mountain, a dream that came true for him on a trip to Califor- nia with his wife and children. We mourn and are diminished by this loss even though we are enriched by the legacy he left us. We, the Class of 1988, proudly dedicate our Iroquoian to the memory of Mr. Patrick Col- lins, a man who believed life must go on despite adversity. As life proceeds, so will the memory of him in the hearts and minds of us all. 4