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

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L.A. Pierce Jr. College, California State University Northridge, Psi Omega Fraternity. She ' s snnilin ' because I haven ' t started After Mom, I w ant to come home Bolley is your basic quiet Mr. Nice Guy - never a bad word for anybody, except instructors, and then alw ays discretely behind their backs (such as when Dr. Herrick combed his hair during a senior clinic). Jim came to S.C. from the valley with five years experience n lab work which undoubtedly helped him to wax-up his way through tooth carving. He didn ' t let dental school interfere with the James Bollinger Dental Laboratory, however, as he split the time preclinically between S.C, his niche as Psi-O, his lab in Woodland Hills and the Santa Monica Freewa y astride his motorcycle, rain or shine. Bolley hit clinic with a bang-and promptly invested thousands in Unitek ' s finest procelain set up and had to do lab work feverishly day and night to pay it off. No problem-he first made a reputation as master of cast gold and procelain (Dr. Berson said no ), but by the beginning of his senior year the facts emerged like pits in a gold foil - Bolley had only done three ama Igams-and two of those were on special clinics. Seriously, there was no one around school that didn ' t have a good word to say about Bolley. He was a great lab partner (and occasional roommate) who will, I ' m sure, go on to be an excellent dentist. You know you can ' t change your clinic from a foil to an alloy in the middle of the prep.

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Alison and George Dr. George Los Angeles, ' -CSBforfMa ' JS.M.C, U.C.L.A. B.S. Zoology, V.A.G. School of Dentistry, Santa Barbara IMalacoiogical Society, Yearbook Editor, A.T.E. TMSif . he ' ' No thanks, one yearbook is snough. Calcium carbonate in the most esthetic form. ::-, V-i!!f, ' ' . ' : ;;; ' --, They ' re not paging me again, are they? Well, there is one thing for sure, George will never have to worry about being bored. I don ' t think it possible while moving 100 miles per hour all the time. George has many minor hobbies which take up much of his time, diving and surfing are two. But, his true love Is collecting shells. A visit to George ' s apartment is like a trip to the Scripps Institute, salt water aquariums, coral, Samoan artwork and above all, shells. If only old George could turn all his knowledge of those shiny little gems into a profit, he could retire from dentistry without ever having to practice. More likely dentistry will turn out to be just one mpre of George ' s many interests. After all, it ' s going to be difficult to fit patients into hiS: schedule between modeling and that six-foot swell at Malibu. So to George I wish the best of luck. After all, anyone who could survive Guadalajara to become the S.C. senior class God of Endo deserves it.

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' I s this back bar set up right? looks like this scrap might be gold. Stanford University B.S., Delta Sigma Delta Fraternity. 3 i fy-yx J Z Vc t-i 5e . - ' - 2 - 3-3 0)0 c: Curt Brohard came to us a finished product of Leiand Stanford University. Even on the first day it vi as obvious Curt would be head and shoulders above the rest of the class. Curt ' s acceptance to dental school was based on two outstanding collegiate achievements. 1) He played football for Stanford. 2) He dated a girl whose garage floor rotated 180° so she would never have to back her car out of a garage. Thus eminently qualified. Curt was prepared to excel. Preclinical academics however quickly proved to be misery for Curt. He soon found out that he had to spend at least one hour every other week studying in order to keep up with the class. Curt took to the preclinical lab courses like a duck to water. He was probably the first to realize that one ' s olfactory organ was far more important to good grades, than were one ' s hands. Forced by operative finals to spend longer than his usual 10 minutes per prep, Curt ' s morale hit it ' s low ebb. Curt left preclinical studies residing somewhat near the top of the class. Clinic memories can at best be described as a blurr since one of Curt ' s most closely guarded secrets was that he was finished with 1864 points and all requirements about half way into trimester 6. Curt ' s fondest clinical memory is of special clinic 4. He passed the V foil barely with 2 instructors signatures. Thinking that they were not adequately impressed. Curt decided to impress Dr. Kahn. Dr. Kahn promptly hooked the gingival and pulled the foil out. He gave Curt a and was duely impressed. Poor Curt became somewhat of an every emotional cripple after every roommate he had moved out. Looking to soothe the hurt. Curt first joined Psi Omega fraternity. The Delts pulled the recruiting coup of the era when it lured Curt away from his beloved Psi-O ' s with the promise he would be 50% of their 6 man intramural football team. Curt ' s mastery of parsimony is legend. On more than one occasion his colleagues swore they had seen him produce blood from a turnip. Determined not to be dull. Curt subscribed to Time Ivlagazine and pursued the finer points of Japanese sword club meetings and opera. That about sums it up-Goodbye Curt, its been big! You mean this ape is gonna by my dentist?! Teen-angel