Seneca High School - Arrow Yearbook (Louisville, KY)

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Jeff Ritchie straightens out some probe lems for Susan Crowe, who doesn't believe there were any before .leff started advising her. X i, X A A . Sandy Anderson and Sandy Berman go carefree for a moment-somebody told them the paper clip ration was increased. From time to time, troubles rnav so arise within the Company. But they donit last long because there's alwavs a finale. Julie Fuchs protests mildly against dress designers who sell copies of 4'Paris Originalsf' N The whole cast sounds off. Excuse us, that wasn't a comment about their singing. And then, the end ol' a line and entertaining senior play Mr. Stickler receives a well-earned presentg his Mr. Stiekler and Mr. Williamsg as Sen. devotion to the play was only exceeded by that joys we can Say We will never be able ofthe actors toward him. to repay the debt we owe them. They gave us too much. '35

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And here we have J. P. Pierpont, our new upcoming employee: young, ambitious, ferventlv devoted to the company, and faithfully pursued by the female Charms ot' two fellowm workers! His inspirational zeal . . . His calm dealings with the opposite sex. l and self-confidence. , - if' '--gk . N ,X The way he handles a catastrophe. And how he conquers at last-his efforts rewarded with success in business, love, and life!

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An Open Letter From the Cover Girl Hello, Iim your Calendar Cover Girl and today Iim more excited than ever before. If you want to know why, just look at the picture on the next page. It's a pastel portrait, taken on the day of the Calendar con- test, of some pretty nervous girls. I was far from the calmest one in it, I know. If you had seen the flurry of preparation that had enveloped all of us just before going onstage, you,d know too. Out of thirty contestants only thirteen would emergeg and each of us politely hoped it wouldn,t he a baker's dozen lacking the most important person-ourselves. But that feeling only lasted a short while. It just wasn't there anymore when the time for the judging came. We could only hope. Then our names were called out and, for the rest of my life, I think Iill always remem- ber the thrill that jumped through me. But in this letter I was supposed to introduce the girls who won and I don't want to keep you waiting. So here they are, the girls you picked to keep you company for the next twelve months-the 1967 JCL Calendar Queens. I 136 Aye, 196. 1 x iftfe f -1 5 WS. were