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

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Karen and the kid. there Is much to be said of a young Country Boy raised in the backwoods of Utah only to be thrown into the rigorous grind of a mixed up dental school in an equally confusing community. The list of his accomplishments at SC Is practically endless, and would be Impossible to relate In such a short summary. Nevertheless, let ' s his some high points. In my estimation, Dave ' s relentless devotion to dentistry Is best shown by his unyielding desire to establish a modern meaningfu l dental fraternity. In early October of 1976, through months of hard labor, The Bicuspids were developed. Not only was he the founder, but soon emerged the leader of this presently quickly growing group. Yes, Dave was bestowed the title First Molar and decorated with the highest honor available ... the cusp of Carabelll. This single accomplishment along tells more than enough about Dave ' s dedication to the art of healing. I personally own Dave more than I can possibly repay. As I stood defenseless in Lab C, facing greasy mouse and his chlnatown ' gang , he was like my big brother with intentions of protecting me-right or wrong. On a serious note, it was an extremely pleasurable experience being Dave ' s lab partner for two years preclinically and continuing our friendship on into the clinic. I could explain further what I have gained from this tine individual, both educationally and spiritually, but I simply can ' t . . too close to test situation . In closing, Dave, I ' m sorry about the burning paper towel In your back pocket and the Van Osdel Incident, but admit It, you deserved It! Dave, please keep In touch. You ' re a real cool guy and smart too. Hope we have some continuing education courses together next year. Have a good summer! Love ya, Ingy. University of Utah, Accounting This pocket Is as deep as a well. ' Hey, I didn ' t say you could eat with

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You know my dad runs this place. ' m Faster than anyone in the lab in finishing assignments, more powerful than Dr. Tool or Dr. Do-nut, able to leap into the dental building before the security in the morning. Look! Approaching the dental school it ' s the yellow bird, it ' s the buccal plane, It ' s superstudent. Yes it ' s superstudent, strange visitor from Long Beach, with powers and abilities far beyond those of uncle Rex Ingram. Yes it ' s superstudent, who can change the course of mighty instructors (by never attending class), bend ortho wire worth at least a 91 2 And who, disguised as a mild mannered comedian frizbee thrower from a great fraternity the Bicuspids, fights a never ending battle for TRUTH ( ' can ' t tell ya ' , ' you don ' t know do ya ' ), JUSTICE (cement boots for Soule, warding off cotton roll attacks from China town, and dousing hair and waste basket fires), and the S.C. way. v- A. U.C.L.A. B.A. Psychology, Founder of the Patrick M. Walker Removable Proctodontic Study Club, Hot Dog Award Recipiant, Lab C Paper Monitor. fie-CcUiSe- of) -t NL X -th d: - ' A (Xxd. not maJCa. u -HvAovA k. cl« »v-t a scKotj sJDy • oo HjJLcL -IL .l A- -to ' tUft-V VC Aj Vvu.» ti«A e4) U SC. aj o-t fi.aL.S €A, cv one, cs-pocc +M is mcrm, i 3L(i, y y Pac Wii. u}a. VCeA,. D o 5 H,tO eksQ-w DOS poriaL-ld Cu,«-Y a.rte, DOS Ja K H. U)ooda DOS t »r vj bA.o-tkfj.rS E . But it doesn ' t matter if you ' re married. Scotch and Soda P.R.N.

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3.U. Long Beach, Mobile Clinic Staff, L.A.D.S. V.P., IVI.D.S.A., Recipient of b C HOT DOG AWARD. t ' i 2 y J. V (uJjtJ u CCLy — v -,-« W ' M ' :- ' Tina, as a pre-dental student. I think I had too much tequila. No, not till Friday night. It ' s not tdo often you ' ll find two females that are half Filipino, both with some French blood, both under the sign of Cancer, single, and in the same dental school class, but there we were! With such similarities we were destined to be friends. After the second trimester, we became lab partners after each had lost her respective male partner. Tina moved into Lab B as a permanent member. For a summer we would share an apartment. Lab B had boasted of its hand gods but with Tina, it had its hand goddess ! It was an undisputed fact after grades were out for wax-ups. Even Windom came to see her work! Not only was she good . . . she was fast. Somehow Tina was always late for practical exams yet she managed to finish first! We won ' t forget that day in operative, though, when Tina screamed, threw her handpiece in the air, and went running out of the lab. It seems she had mistaken her finger for part of the tooth and tried to prep it! All work and no play makes Jill a dull girl. No problem! Tina always had something going. There was rarely a dull moment because she rarely allowed it! After one long Friday and a few drinks at the old 901, we decided to go for a ride. Enroute Tina made a left in the wrong place and had a policeman stop her. She must have spent 15 entertaining minutes trying to talk him out of the ticket. All the while a small crowd gathered to watch. Tina ended up signing the ticket, the bewildered policeman didn ' t notice WHOSE name she signed! Another night we were studying late for a final and needed a midnight break ... at Big Daddy ' s to dance only to resume studying an hour later! If there was a party, Tina knew about it. If there needed to be a party, Tina had one! There was a more serious side to extracurricular activities too. On any given weekend, Tina could be found working on a mobile clinic. Other evenings were spent at East L.A. Childrens Clinic. She helped in the minority orientation program, tutoring, and predental corps. One vacation when we weren ' t particularly busy Tina suggested we volunteer to help with the Vietnamese orphans who were just arriving. In the middle of the night, we unloaded the babies from an Air Force cargo plane under top military security. It was an experience we would never forget. Tina was always a bundle of energy, friendly, warm, and helpful. She couldn ' t help but be popular in the Class of 78