Montpelier High School - Record Yearbook (Montpelier, VT)

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ANDREA HADD to Connie Carnahan, my violin and my ability to fake through any hard orchestra pieces. Also my good vibrato! To Les Marineau, woodpeckers on the Car- dinals’ helmets. LAURA HALE to all the lucky seniors to come, our wonder- ful senior lounge with its coke machine, juke box, and all the broken chairs. JEAN HALLIDAY to Mr. Smolen, a Jean and a Jayne in every class for the rest of his teaching years. PAT HARTMAN to George McLaughlin, a new gear shift for Nellie and a T-bone steak. KATHY HEALEY to Mr. David my Friday nights; to Mrs. Gray, my potential. LAUREEN HEALY to Jean Semprebon my smile for when she gets into trouble; to Barbie Spaulding my great ability to sing the school song. MARY HICKEY to my sister Linda, three years of fun, and keeping my chair in the office warm. THELMA HOARE to my brother Dean, all of my good marks to keep him going. BRUCE HOWARD to someone in the Junior Class my Jeep, and to Mr. Blakeman a life-size picture of Greta Garbo. MICHAEL HOYT to Douglas Pike my parking in the school lot. MARGARET IRVINE to Linda Carbonneau all the trials and tribulations that go along with being a Montpelier High School cheerleader. JON ISHAM-I, Jon Isham, being of sound body and mind, am taking everything with me. LISA JOHNSTON to Mrs. Turner my Journal from English III. LAURA KUNCZ to Barbara Kuncz the “Big School” to get lost in, and Mr. Pelkey’s English classes. GLENN LACKEY to Mr. Blakeman the entire “Canadian National Railways” to use at his own discretion. RON LEACH to Les Marineau my side of the team room, my bag to play with, and of course, how could I forget the P.W. Club. SHARON LEARY to Eileen Morse a box of BAND-AIDS for when she falls down in front of cars. ROBERT LANZA to my brother Dick, the Upper Terrace Street site for future use. HARRY 'BUTCH” LEE to my three younger brothers the privilege of raising the devil when they get here. DONNA LEE to my brother Mike, my seat in the bleach- ers, which reads: Rowena and Junior LaFountain. JACOB LENIHAN to next year’s tackle who wears 73, the mouthpiece ”D wore during our win over Spaulding. MARK LISSOR to Debbie Perry all my 1 969 pennies; to my sister Luanne all my grief; to Gary Witham all my hair. DONNA LAMELL to Kathy Lamell a broken Royal type- writer and a locker to share with a friend. THOMAS LOWE to Dan Cunningham all my hours, a dirty creamie machine, and ingredients for 72 grinders. DEENA LOVELY to Frederick Matheson and Frankie Markham, all my free periods in my Senior year; to all my friends the warning to watch out for Mr. King-he's a sly one. DARRELL MARTIN to Kathy Lamell a bushel basket of unexcused late slips. JANET MILLER to future chem. students Lab. table 3 and all the advantages that come with it. JOHN MARTIN to Coach Morrison 4 pairs of worn-out football shoes; all the knowledge of Earth Science to a freshman in Mr. Naess' class. DENIS MARINEAU to Terri Crowther a free French lesson, a back seat, one cousin, and a male eagle. LINDA MAGOON to Vickie Lane four happy years at M.H.S. and a little tan Opel in which to get to school and parties. 17

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CLYDE COLE to Mr. Futrell, my brains in math. DEBBIE COUTURE to Raymond Buzzell, one cold water trough, and Peter. JEFF CRISMAN to future M.H.S. students, four years of brain insemination, good taste in dress, and 20 V.F.W. speakers. DOUGLAS DAILEY to Timothy Cane, my parking space in the V.F.W. parking lot. CHRIS DALE to Mr. Phillips, one pair of weary legs, one restless mind, one . . . summer at Quini, and one big thanks for everything. MARIA DAVILA to GER, my writing ability and my great “Love” of Friday afternoon s English class. RICHARD DOYLE to the school, the one and only impor- tant fact, that pet pregnant penguins have no sense of direction. JOAN DUBOIS to Brad Jennings, a Ford that's easy to get out of. LINDA ELDRED to Jerry Goss, two less safety pins at Fresh- man Receptions, and to Mr. Haines, all the maps to the future senior parties. DEIRDRE ELLERSON to Mr. Palermo, the privilege of em- balming me when I die, and to my brother Evan, all the luck that he needs to get through M.H.S. NELS ERICKSON to anyone who wants them, my three pet aardvarks and a rusty brass key with green mold. PAULA FLECK to anyone who wants it, my height. PAULETTE FLEURY to all the fun I had working at T.W. the summers of '68 and '69. JIMMY FLINT to Mike Blow, my height, as if it would make any difference. ANDY FOWLER to Danny Ayer, two six-pacs of Genessee beer, and to Bobby Leene, a fifth of crazy grapes (the wino). CAROL FREEMAN to Debbie Bizzozero, one bottle of crazy grape, one pack of stale cigarettes, and one ride home from Waterbury. JOAN FUNK to the rest of the three musketeers the Fri days of waiting, Saturdays of fun and Sundays of tears all for good old Malden plus one well deserved ulcer. Caused by nerves? JAYNE GARAND to Mr. Smolen, a Jayne and a Jean in every one of his classes he has in the remaining years of teaching. JANE GOMEZ to Mr. William Haines, delusions of great- ness. RICHARD GOODELL to Tim Perry, a girl, that is any girl he can find to go out with him. JOHN GOODHEART to Gerber, a million cases of Ger- ber baby food, and a boy friend to spoon feed it to her. LARRY GOODRICH to Mr. Beck, my appreciation for helping me and my class for our four years. CHRIS GOSS to Mr. Palermo, all the beakers that I stole and broke in chemistry, and to my brother Jerry, more fun in high school than I had. SUZANNE GOULET Mr. Stewart, my lack of words. SALLY GRANGER to Cindy Lane,one half of a contact case and a bottle of tweed. JANET GREENE to anyone, whatever is left of Montpelier when the Class of 70 escapes it. DONNA GRIFFIN to anyone in the future who is always late, my ability nevertobetardy for school or between classes. SCOTT GROUT to my brother, fifteen pairs of rubbers specially treated for rainy weekends. DON GUYETTE to Grumper, eleven weeks of football practice, an undefeated season, my place in the ghetto, my outstanding ability at defensive guard, and a helmet that fits.

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SANDRA McCULLOUGH to everyone who needs one: a note from Mommy” KATHY PECOR to Brenda Person all the boys 1 had to leave behind. CLIFF MIX to Patty Huntsman 2 empty cans of well-used whipped cream, and a deafening Guide Right. STEVEN PECOR to Mr. Futrell and big, bad Bob Johnson all my good looks and brains. DEBORAH MILLER to my brother, Brent, two more good years at M.H.S. RHONDA PIRO to any future hockey player my ability to whack people with the hockey stick. DONNA MONTGOMERY to Diane Dornik the sweet- smelling, clean neat atmosphere of the girls’ basement by the auditorium to clean, and one Kool cigarette with no match. LINDA POTRZEBA to Mr. McClure complete happiness, to Cris Cano a pair of contact lenses, and to Mr. Miana a very big GRACIAS. BECKY MORSE to Mr. Blakeman any happiness which may exist here, and to Mrs. Turner sunshine on a moun- tain top. SUSAN PORTALANCE to Joanne Fernandez a whole box of chocolate eclairs, hoping that she doesn’t eat them all in one day. PAM MORSE to Terri Crowther one roll of bandages, a piece of Lemon Pudding Cake, Uncle Dave, and the STEVE PECOR to Greg Nash a lifesize blow-up PLAYBOY GIRL. Beagle’s fifth toe. JILL MOSHER to my younger sister one cluttered licker, 3 NICOLA QUITIN to my brother David 2 more joyful and exciting years at M.H.S. late slips, and several muddy footprints tromping through the halls. ASA RANDALL to Debbie Bizzozero RUNNING BEAR and one dime to play it. DAN MOULTON to the students of M.H.S. exactly what they put into it. JON RANDALL to Cindy Wells 2 bottles of Bai Hai, one Tab, and one beautiful night. ROBERT MOULTON to Don Edson a shielded girl adap- tor. LAURIE REDMOND to Eileen Morse a new recipe for her squirt gun instead of her Kool-Aid, orange juice and milk. SUE MOFFAT to Broth a quart of cream cheese, and to Patty-cakers 3 pounds of chocolate chip cookies. CHRIS REDMOND to Ruth Geer one tub minus the water and my straight hair plus . . . GREG NASH to John (Moose) Hudson a bag of Fritos, six-pack of Mountain Dew, my linebacker ability, and locker 62. DODY REED to my mother peace of mind during her twilight years at M.H.S. LINDA OTIS to Mr. Miana all my stories and a large pic- ture of Barbara Streisand to hang up in his Spanish class. DARLENE RICCIARELLI to David Quintin one pair of legs so he may see more of the world. SHEILA OLSON to Sheeree Olson, my sister, more fun in school than 1 had, and my good behavior. FORREST ROUELLE to Tim Perry all the suckers in the school that he can get money from for his weekend party, and a place to eat the burgher Gordy is leaving him. REED PARKER to Mr. Clayton a 23-volume set of Boolean Algebra, and all the answers to Beth Jackman’s questions. BETTY PARRY to my brother Mike, the fun of skipping school, and the hope of getting Mrs. Fenno for a real swinging class. NANCY ROSSI to Debbie Perry one bottle of Crazy Grapes and several more nights of jogging down College Street. GORDY SANDS to Tim Perry one fur burgher. 18 GORDY SANDS to Tim Perry one fur burgher.