Montpelier High School - Record Yearbook (Montpelier, VT)

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Below: Tony Brainerd, President; Bob Felberg, Vice-President; Linda Washburn, Secretary; and Bill Reed, Treasurer, led you, as Juniors, through a year of various activities. jumoHS

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MARY KENNEDY to Jean White, all my books. GEORGE KRAMER to Jack Storti, my skill and ability in sports. JUDY LAMB to anyone, my ability to. make friends easily. MAE LAMB to anyone, my ability to drive twenty-five miles to school. GARY LAMELL to Ken Irish, my parking space. DAVID LANE to anyone, the knowledge you may gain in shop. EDDIE LANE to a short person, my top locker. SANDRA LANE to Jerri Lamell, my long wait before school. TERRY MARTIN to Steve Eldred, memories of Long Pond. HELEN PAYETTE to my brother Marshall, my good grades. LORRAINE PEATMAN to anyone, my midmorning snack bag. DONNA PELKEY to the girls, my ambition for gym. JUDY PHILBROOK to Peter, all the fun I’ve had at M.H.S. BRENDA POTTER to Barb Potter, a refund for all the library fees paid for me. DOANE PREEDOM to Colin Corse, all my F’s. NATALIE RICHARDSON to Susan Martin, all the fun of seventh penod. LINDA ROBERTSON to anyone, my yard full of totalled cars. BOB ROBINSON to Danny Coane, my gold blazer. MIKE MCAVOY to J. Johnson and J. Campbell, better luck with boys. TOM MCAVOY to the drum section, all of last year’s broken heads. BOB McDOWEL to my brother, all my good French marks. SANDRA McMANIS to Babs Borland, good luck in her small senior year. DICK McSHEFFREY to Doug Knapp, a Vermont College beanie. DIANE MEARS to any band member, my uniform. Here’s hoping it will fit. PHLLIS MERCIER to Jean Ghiringhelli, my ability to play football. ROBERT RYAN to Nick Ward, my slim stomach. THOMAS RYAN to Sheila Rutledge, all my red cards. WAYNE SAVOIE to the Junior Class, all the joys of M.H.S. JUDITH SEAMANS to anyone, all the grey hair given me in the Masque. STEPH SEGUIN to Mr. Seaver, my Solonscope problems. CHARLENE SHAFFER to Mary McLaughlin, my typing eraser. KATHY SHOULDICE to Carol Hatch, my gift to gab. BARB SICILY to my sister Susan, my home room teachers. FRANNE SLOSBERG to Mr. Blakeman, a train. DARYL MONROE to Linda, charred remains of four years at M.H.S. DEBBIE SMITH to Gail Kearns, my red-headed temper, hoping she can better control it. JULIE MORSE to Bill Brown, a year’s supply of cookies MARY MURPHY to any girl, the guys at Norwich who can’t call. PAT NICHOLSON to any M.H.S.’er, my expert typing jobs. LUCILE PARKER to Thane Martin, the clocks at M.H.S. SUE PARKER to any underclassmen, my ability to survive those late nights. NAOMI PARRY to Mrs. Good, a good drawing of scenery. KATHY STEELE to the Junior Class, the trials of being Seniors. NANCY TEACHOUT to M.H.S., the fact that the last Teachout has left. BILL THETFORD to the Junior Class, the right to de- mobilize the Ticket Squad. RAY THOMAS to Coach Morrison, the 1963 basketball team! LESLIE THOMPSON to Mr. Fink, a cure for his ear trouble. SUE PATERSON to anyone, the sleep I have lost writing term papers. ROBERT THOMPSON to Steve Shearer, my knowledge of modern cars.

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Fall is ... burning leaves wafting their way in clouds to leafless limbs, yet it is the sun, rain, snow and dreariness with a hint of the past, present and future. You as Juniors felt the pangs of being old enough to think about making your own life in a world of your own, but finding everyday life much too fun to give up ... just yet.... Colors of cranberry, olive green, burnt yellow, black, frosted orange, and “tinny” brown stunned the senses ... the football games with the sun shining, and everyone yelling ... this was your Junior year. Patricia Albert Robert Badger Terry Barquin Joan Barton John Bork Gale Amidon Eva Bailey Diane Barnes Sandra Bessette Blanche Borland Carolyn Andrews William Ballard Sandra Barney Patricia Bianchi Harry Bossi