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

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U.C.L.A., B.A., Alpha Omega Fraternity, Orthodontics Honor Program, Bunky Fan Club. yt yvCr ■ .yLit-ilt ' c G ' L. i c- yi ypu A. Jh f ' L vi-L-d ' ' Now let me pack this nostril. ' ' I need the payment in advance. What do you mean I just hooked his lip? I didn ' t know this stuff would set that fast! ■ ' ■ ■rje wS B B BEi - Having a twin for a lab partner was unusual, to say the least. The first mental exercise I was subjected to was telling Jim apart from Bill. My wife made a very keen observation orie day and noticed that Jim parted his hair on the right-Bill on the left The similarities were amazing. They wore the same clothes (not at the same time-they would change at noon), made the same facial expressions-even had identical opinions. Have you ever had an argument in stereo? (My God -what if they were triplets ... or quadruplets . . . ) I think the only other thing different is that one likes cheese and the other doesn ' t-but I don ' t remember which one. Preclinically, Jim was meticulous, careful to follow directions to the letter and always right on top of things. That was the first week. After that, he followed the advice of upperclassmen and proceeded to practice every known short cut But, he Quality never lacked and he proceeded into the clinic handpieces raging-hydrocolloid flying. While -ost of us were still making diagnostic was-ups for fixed or meet ng our first denture patient, Jim was cementing 20 or inserting his 2nd or 3rd set. When the dust had settled, he was finished and spent the rest of his clinic time in gym shorts-tennis racket in hand. But my lab partner must be a kid at heart because rumor has it that he has aspirations of building oral erector sets o every post pubertal angles class II in the valley. Molar uprighting will never be the same. Good luck Jim.

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B.S. Long Beach State, Mobile Clinic Staff, Yearbook Staff. t ' ' Tfianks to my wife Patrice. ' (. .•l. . , f ' ciXl. Ears pierced free of cfiarge. I use this finger, it ' s my favorite! ' Boy Oscar, you sure know how to tji friendly! I had just completed a summer vacation in Mexico prior to entering dental school. The dental school, as if they were out to punish me. felt that I might have the background necessary to control a loco mexicano by the name of Valenzuela (not to be confused with Venezuela). When I first met Oscar, cruising in his so called VW CHevy , I finally realized the formidable plight of Sancho with his friend Don Quijote. Never has there been in history of (USC) someone who could bull-CHit his way through the four years ravage of dental school. At one point, I even devised and Carried out a plan to place railroad tracks across his teeth to hinder his ability to speak. The plan backfired when, not to my surprise, he began to kiss the instructors ass at every opportunity. At this point, with ' the advice of Dr. Kahn, we threatened to wire his lips and jaws together. That seemed to straighten up his act, for a while. Lucky for Oscar he calmed down in his final years at school. Initially he took out his frustrations on kids who needed dental care. Thanks to Oscar these excursions to outlying areas in need of dental services became known as MOBILE clinics since once the poor kids realized their predicament Oscar and his cohorts had to get the hell out of the area pronto. Gradually, though, as Oscar put his mind to the business of graduating his frustrations were taken out on his adult patients, cutting their gums and destroying their bone to no end until finally we convinced him to enter perio school so that his style might improve. We eve n made him change his hairstyle which immediately changed his shoddy image to a true natural periodontist. Now that the four years are over, I consider myself fortunate to have been able to help Oscar through these hard times. Oscar, good luck to you in Boston. (PS. Boston beware )

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jHFJ % ' ' Wl ' : J vT- i!. i - ' SSb m pit,. ii ' WS 7 ' S3 ' il - — ,-1 1 -sSfe S? „—.,»-» -.—•»•- . -— a - -ifW ' ar l-i-s r— ;-3J— 5 ,, E i,-Wt They told me I could find Rex up there. ' Encino, California I don ' t know which one ' s which either, they re both funny lookin! J -. , vY ' .V Wr . I knew something was strange when I looked at my lab partner. Bill, and then the fellow that was directly behind him and thought I was experiencing diplopia. Futher allegation of sesory deception came shortly after when I kept hearing guttural sounds back and forth between these two like an aboriginal tribesman might utter upon finding the bone through his nose had termites. What was stranger still was that they seemed to know what each other meant and thought nothing of it. Alas— the explanation was at hand . . . A Xerox machine in Westwood had gone beserk, somehow engulfing and incorporating a tape recroding of warthogs in a potato patch. The product that descended upon us was the Lucky for me, though, that Bill was here otherwise I might have lost faith in this great institution. He was always there with a reassuring word. Like after a test that would pop Einstein ' s circuit breakers, I would ask Bill or his isomer what he thought of it. I always got the same reassuring answer: It was fine ... I thought it was a good test— why? Well, I was so reassured that no injustice had been perpetrated by this institution— who needed to ask why?! When Bill reached the clinic, he was faster than a speeding bullet with ten afterburners. He seemed to be in two places at once (could that be possible?) with patients stashed all over the school and quickly amassed points rivaling the odometer reading on the old junker he and his brother drive. When the dust had cleared— he was finished two semesters early. Now, Bill has gone into scuba diving and weightlifting. (If this had happened 200 million years ago, it would account for evolutions claim that sea creatures became terrestrial). Other physical activities such as jogging, tennis and racquet-ball accounts for his spare clinic time. If his dentistry is as good as his backhand— the future looks bright. Good luck Bill. B.A. U.C.L.A., Member Alpha Omega Fraternity, Perio Honors Program. M ' fimf:: If it doesn ' t ily, I ' m sending it out!