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

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' Think I ' ll make enough to foot the bill? ■ S ' r C.S.U.L.B. Gee honey, looks like we ' re gonna loose another one. ' The day Henry Duncan walked into his first class of Dental School, no one knew what to expegt of this young, Black stranger with a hugh natural, high-heeled shoes, and smoking a fancy pipe. He had a quiet forcefulness about him that seemed a little unsettling to the students around him. Henry was a stranger for only a short time, quickly he became one of the most well-liked people in 8 Lab. He was always helping learning from his fellow colleagues. I think Henry established himself on the first exam has not looked back since. Undoubtedly he will be an inspiration to the Profession to the community wherever he wishes to practice. Good Luck, DR. D . This is livin ' ? I said we ' d do it together, and we did! .

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Cal. State Long Beacti, U.S.C. Deans List, Honor Student. . z - : i- p, What, it ' s snowing in Mammoth? I can ' t move without coffee. ' ' Why don ' t you open your jacket like me? ' What did you have for lunch Leon? Leon is the younger half of the infamous Desimone Brothers . Contrary to what is believed of the Weissman brothers, Leon and Ross aren ' t twins nor do they compete between themselves for the highest number of clinic points. Instead they see who can take the longest vacations and date the most hygienists. Leon has a lot to be thankful to Ross for though. Ross dropped back a whole year in school just to help Leon out. Well, it makes a good rumor anyway. Ever since Leon entered dental school, he has demonstrated his born to be a dentist abilities to do well with a minimum amount of effort. (It must be in the blood.) Except for some basic sciences, he breezed through pre-clinical and even felt comfortable taking some short vacations . . . like for a week or more in the middle of various trimesters! Now that man knows a good life style! Even though Leon lives quite a bit for today, he still is planning for tomorrow. His Dad has the practice covered, so while other people are worrying about what kind of practice to set up, Leon is deciding the right car to drive. He has already experimented with Cadillacs, Corvettes, and Porsches, and is probably only slightly less prepared than Azdair to face the real world and the used car market. All in all, we were lucky to have Leon in our class, and to keep him there. He decorated our clinic with his flashy clothes and the faculty parking lot with his cars, and it was a cold day in hell when there wasn ' t a smile on his face. Get down , Leon.

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-»e . -i- ' Polishing, always polishing. Relaxing at home. What can you say about Hugh? From the beginning he was always on top of things. Half of Lab B depended on him for everything from anatomy to dental materials. In the middle of his work he would always find time to help someone else. Hugh remained calm and happy while the rest of us were frustrated and depressed. How did he do it? In the clinic. Hugh continued his good work and helpfulness. If you needed a solution to a problem people would point you to him. His patients, which included fellow students and faculty, really appreciated his work. Hugh, in his spare time, traveled through northern California, rebuilt his old Porche, rebuilt his kitchen, and just for fun, did a full mouth reconstruction on his mom. The one amazing thing about Hugh was his lack of outward ego. While some would pontificate on their godlike ability and skills- Hugh would calmly go on trying to figure out some way to do things better. It ' s a shame that Hugh, with all his talent, will probably practice in an obscure corner of northern California- hell, he could be Dean in two years. Anyway, most of the cisss of 1978 knows how helpful Hugh was and is - and wish he and his wife Elaine their best. Santa Ana College, U.C. Irvine Vice President A.T.E., Marsh Robinson Oral Surgery Study Club, Southern California Academy of Oral Pathology. E bo y ' Young glassman. God, I thought Valium lasts only half an hour.