Tucker High School - Tiger Yearbook (Tucker, GA)

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I love to be alone Savung the thoughts that flow through my mmd Yet more so l love for ONE by hrmself To loln me and share my tame by myself Wrthout destroymg my sense of being alone Strawberry Flys eye f1000xb hm Morgan All By Myself All by myself Except for the cat Whose gentle breathing Not a sound makes All by myself Except for the norses of the house Whlch rn the stlllness Seem so loud All by myself ln a home full of people Who rn therr own way Are all alone All by myself Except for the thoughts Whlch crowd my mmd Wlth a need for escape All by myself But not alone Beverly Frredlander ? QF 'af ,Ev----M ,flag We -ff Q 5 1 mx NJ v I r l N l 1 A E ,Qs f+ff'c- e 'Q' ,N N: gk- g. .H : r rrc, E3 ' e e. -if . 'E fi .e fLW,V 'ay , ,5 A f 4. . c' A ,V Ay , . v,,- 'gig--- 'ie il 4' -34617 , ,1.: . iiF:?:s4r' Eff X -, .1 u 'XX ' vw . . , 2 , 5 5' , ff r s f Y - V N ..,l E s 0 S X

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Photo Lizette Lampe In the early morning traffic with the 6 A M Blues I picked up a lonely hiker whod nothing left to lose He told me he was gomg to a place so far away that his folks would never find him He said hed make them pay I asked him what had happened He told me what was wrong My folks dont understand me Ive waited much to long We rode from there in silence He didnt say a word He looked so sad and frightened a sigh was all I heard I reached my destination He waved and said goodbye l stood there and I watched him and it almost made me cry He crossed the road so slowly He couldnt run very well A car lust seemed to brush him But even so he fell l ran out there to help him His shirt was soaked with blood His hair once black and shiny was lying in the mud ln the early morning traffic with the 6 AM Blues I picked up a lonely hiker with nothmg left to lose. I helped him find his freedom He didnt get that far. For there he met his maker. He didnt see the car. Addrianne

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Photo Bob Kramllch ,,1.'X eff 1 J ff .ff 4, 4523 xx. fresh The look ln hrs eyes was I love you The touch of has hand was l are The returnrng affection assured hum You know that lll always be there The beauty of love was sample That all worrres were thrown qurte away And the touch of her hand rn hrs own hand Saud the words that therr mrnds could not say Addrrranne to i i4 li!-ga 1 'fl aa.. -dtfub-nr L v-dliheuauqr-Mdw 3 W lllusrons You ve seen rt sometime of thus lm sure People arent what they sald they were And very many times Ive found Therr words have been turned upslde down And several trmes as you well know Therr Ires rust seem to grow and grow There never seems to be an end To the crooked stones they wall lend Let anyone lust grve an ear They II tell you tales that sound qurte queer But even so you stlll belreve You never thrnk that theyd deceive You ve leared a lesson true but hard Glve em an unch they ll take a yard Addrrranne C . so ' if ' N4 , flat I IE f L, A A ,,. f 3 A Qxggif. an H . .V F W J ,. . ww fain H v . f ' V ' 5 i A' 3 v My q J wg 1 .1 fr T ' ,, , fy ' X, f. , ,lf 'V , X., ,g f , ,-, ' 'M ' X f K, Af fl f' -. sw I-,Y ' V .V - W . A V 'x ff' if If K, ' . X .Q V 1 'V xx? ,ufxp ' . NL- 5 ' f- , l Photo - Lizette Lampe , l ' 5 n 'V -' I l ' H 'ag 5 M L 3 , b L ' xx Arg . . . , I Y . M j . ls W, 4' A p - - Z' , aj! , 1 KA tx' A, . '45 . . fi ' Yi , , , , ,Q -' M, , L - 1 ' ifijfvk S 5223, ' A ..-,t .. -' J , lf' I I , . . F .N I Qggffv iyit rigeftwf V v I 1 . :'.' Q,,,,M glulmyrmjlgffig ,,,,fg7e:i?w fff'Q ' ,i,,, , , we I v V K 5' ' ' ... i Q ,I , .. ., H ,,, i