USC School of Medicine - Asklepiad Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Deor Seniors, The shortest yeor of our hves ended June 9th when we were graduated at the first doss activity that hod 100% attendonce A wonderful time was hod by all Michoei Stock was olmost too late for the morning exercises when he come dashing into the rear of the morning processional — his gown on backwards. Tiff Clegg sot in with the Dental School Jim Chier sot it out at home. The afternoon tea put on by the Faculty Wives wos elegant- There wos enough punch and sondwiches to feed a class twice the size of ours- It was nice having tea with your family, if you were lucky enough to locate them, Don Speer was lost from his family for on hour ond a half. The student wives got their Ph.T. diplomas first, and it was obvious they had done their celebrating early. Most of them were pregnant. And the most pregnant ones were the Donelsons, Rosins, Shershows and Stocks. It was the first time Laurel Speer attended a class function weoring something besides maternity clothes. Dean Egeberg was sure Bonnie Shershow wos going to deliver before Jock got his diploma. Commencement was impressively done. The huge auditorium was filled by sixty-three families anxiously awoiting the proudest, most important moment in their lives. The speakers oil praised us, and |ustly so, and one by one we each hod our moment on the stage. Everyone of us walking three feet off the ground. And It was this some group of sober young men, pledged to heol the sick, who eighteen hours previously were lustily gazing at nude dancing girls. And worse — watching stag films. Oh, this group of sixty-two American men and one Persian, is o well rounded bunch. That party seems like o long time ago. So does the Senior Picnic, Dennis Hill ' s well monoged, well practiced, well pitched team polished off the old geezers thirteen to four. Dale Gephart ' s thespions entertoined oil. I lost my surgical residency right then and there. Barry Bass lost the seat of his pants. Everyone won o shirt. I haven ' t worn mine yet. Romolo ' s party was fun, again. I can ' t understond how such o nice Itolion family could put up with such a loud, drunk bunch as we, X2. Al Johnson did another outstanding |ob as V.P He would get re-elected right now if he promised to ploy that tennis ball passing gome at all the parties, Don Norquist sure enjoyed it. So did Bonnie Norquist. Those wine drinking relay races were funny. More people would have finished if the races hod not been held so soon after the Bota bog drinking competition. Brownie Emery won the race because she wasn ' t in on the Boto bog drinking — she was disqualified because she couldn ' t get up without her crutch And the beer chug-o-lug contest wos a farce. There wasn ' t enough beer for me to enter Thonk you doss officers for your good work Thank you, US C, It was a very good year. Sincerely, R. Edward Sanchez Class President president speaks of shortest year 82

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