University of Southern California School of Dentistry - El Molaro (Los Angeles, CA)

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My back is killing me Loyola Marymount University, B.S. Civil Engineering, L.A.D.S. ■Mrs. Fowkes is looking for me? ' M:,ii ' :f;mm4 -CC ' Jacc n jeX j::; ;Jfyioyhcc Although trying to maintain a low profile, Marco was responsible for some outstanding achievements In his preclinical years. As a freshman, he broke the school record for setting his hair on fire with a bunsen burner. During his sophomore year, he was noted for stepping on more temporaries than he cemented. Once he had the entire lab on hands and knees searching for that ' primo ' interim restoration that had to be checked in three minutes. CRUNCH - oh well, it looks like the instructor found it. Instead of letting his frustrations out by screaming at and or bludgeoning a red-striper who just pimped him, Marco would dance. He and Tina would entertain us at lunch with a rousing rendition of ' The Bump , interrupted by the ' Flamenco ' and terminated with the ' Mexican Hat Dance ' . After being shown how to ' Gator ' , Marco hit the floor with such verve that Dr. Malamed came running with a tongue blade yelling something about ' Grand Mai ' . Yes, there was always some nervous energy racing through Marco and if he can channel it into his practice, then he Is bound to be successful. Best of luck, amigo. Darn, another casting ruined by the sudden bounce off the floor! Ya, graduation will be nice. WH::, -! ml. t WSSU ' W : : m: mk W(r

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oyd smiling through another mechanical exposure. Special Clinic Set Up. Dr.Beyd H. Dansi Riverlon, Utah B.Y.U., B.S. Microbiology, Chemistry aJUaaL QuAiu AO 4dc« m , r re ' s Boyd? Isn ' t H.B. here today? Where the hell is your jartner? These were just a few of the comments I heard jghout my pre-clinical days. Even though Harold was a nan, I looked up to him. He spent the least amount of in the lab during those years as I knew anyone but ys seemed to come out well ahead of everyone. t first day I met H.B. was in one of those very boring IV seminars. Boyd was well onto his way to the top in the truction business before he came to the dental school, goal and desire to make a lot of money, being his own and work short hours were immediately shattered when 300D doctor told Boyd everything he didn ' t want to hear, t ' s when he really got crazy. He tried to convert everyone and everything into a morman. He even tried to reconvert l ike Furguson, of course, with no luck. Most of us know that ' s when H.B. and Steve Anderson got to be real close; how close some of us still wonder. Boyd let Steve move in as soon as he was baptized, this was to begin a very close friendship, Boyd enjoyed many activities, among his favorite were bike riding along the beach and hiking and camping. Just recently d has taken an interest in girls and has gotten married to eautiful D ' Anne. I know that the fine dilegent work Boyd put into his dental school career will be carried out into his professional career and he will be as fine a dentist as he is a person. Kathy and I jjjjj always remember you and will be looking forward to Ifig you after graduation. Ya, I ' m a stud when I wear a tie. ' Boyd, always willing to help

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University of Arizona, B.S. M.S., O.K.U. God, you do have bad breath. Bet you couldn ' t pull bunnies like that out of a hat. Jeff and Cece. Cece says it ' s my best feature. Jeff came in with a redneck image, but behind the All-American look, the trim haircut, the saddle shoes (eat your heart out Dr. Riley) and the All-American peppy (now pregnant) wife CeCe, stands a warm goodlooking All-American guy. He always please d and sometimes tortured B-lab with his sight gags, drawings, and jokes. Most memorable were his drawings of how Dr. Soule first discovered pseudo-strafifed columnar epitheluim and Dr. Riley ' s submersible. He taught us the physically exhausting dance-the gator, initiated the 2nd annual Roger Riley Day, and became foosball champion of the dental school. Out side Jeff ' s lighter side are his golden hands . Never a day passed that there wasn ' t heard from the B-6 corner- Oh no, I really screwed this! or I just blew It . After awhile you realized that for Jeff to blow any preparation he would need both thumbs tied together, be blindfolded, and using a dull bardparker to cut it. Jeff has formed many friendships and with his relaxed attitude, easy wit, and with first class dentistry he and his new family will certainly do extremely well in the uncongested deserts of Arizona and will be missed in Los Angeles.