Ulysses S Grant High School - Shield Yearbook (Van Nuys, CA)

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h rrf Bar, you ' re ihe life of all the parties. Love, Debi 20 - you ' ve still got great legs, etc! From; The same Babushka - I love you, want you, need you and will miss you so very much with total devotion forever, B.L. To Missy and Pete who are very dear to me. Thanks for always being there, Love Laura Rear Re nene, I Rove You, Raura Mimi --Thank you for your good friendship. Love Always, Laura To Love is to find Rose, When 1 found Rose, I found love - love Eddie Eddie and Rose shall Live and Love Forever Gayle, Lykke till! You ' ll frustrate me forever. Love ALWAYS Jens. To Mrs. ESP: Wherever you are, I love you dearly ZZZ60, please report to the rules committee in the library There we stood, foot in hand, waiting (That ' s Entertina men t?!?). snort JS: Someday my Prince will . . . arrive, (with your support). LF A] - 1 love you now and always - your girl Barb - Y is a crooked letter and I love you. Floyd, hey get get get on down, Terri Peter corn ' s a pansy Greg, Russ, Floyd, Brad, Gary, Vic, Pete, Dale, Bill, Roger, Jerry, Jeff, Tom, Dick, Harry: love your body. Eli and Loretta In ' 73 it was free. In ' 74 there was more and in ' 75 there ' s just enough to stay alive. - Kirk W. Larry may your life be filled with smegmatic growth Herm Anita, you ' ll always be my Golden Lady. J.G.U Cindy C. Pooh and I both love you. M.W.Janice, you ' ll always make me a Happy Man. J.G.U. Sharon, you ' ll always be Creep ' in into my dreams. . Slant eyes-Thanks for being you! Love ya, Waiu Nui - Naomi, Thanks for seventeen years, here ' s to 17 more, Love Linda Josh , You ' re holding your own Love , Linda Cynthia - A rolling orange gathers no mold. Love Mike How about date AuHg Hector you ' ll always be in my heart. Love Alisa Randi , hope you find yourself in life . Love Terry Sheri, You always know just where to tickle me. Tom Bret: Keep Knocking them out-of -bounds Shannon and Kathy Randi and Teny , Thanks for understanding me - Love Pooh Barbara: We miss you already. Want you here. Debbie and Kathy D.L.U. I can ' t last a day without you. Love Cheryl -—-» Kaien you ' re a tenific sister good luck Lx)ve Diane —y- Dan we really love you, Kathy and Linda — Poly ' s 10: You ' re my favorite quarterback. Love Me A.Z., J. P., S.L. you ' re all great girls, love Jeff ODYSSEY and other 1974 alumni: Where are you? Help! ! ! - Barry - —- . ,, , , Eddie: Love is something only the luckiest people can find and I ' m glad itotihatt inyou. Love Rose Kathy C. - Give up on Ken. He ' ll never like you. M att k Jeff, You ' ll always be in my heart, (both of them). ' »W . ' 9 ' (l Jody, Jody, Laurie, Linda you are my pals - Doreen S. J(fj Alan P. Barmaper, I love you. Always D. Stone Reality is inversely proportionate to Y being a straight letter. Best wishes to the group : Monica, Lori, Debbi, Marlene, Keni Lori - I ' ll always remember the experiences we ' ve shared, Keni Anderson Brothers: Even though your far away, We think of you every day. Love D and G (red VW) Dear A. The Dragon isn ' t draggin ' anymore love, L ■Dodos: thanks for everything this summer, you dummiee. See you DDLASFS Mark - how do you like your Tequila Sunrise? - pwala Poopsie: regrets. Cannot meet you aboard Titanic. Lord Snookums Puddleby 1 love Boopy ' s Booper. Love C.B. aJ ' TUJ? ' ' v The only things I can call my own are your spots . — - The VFPSS wants you and a dymaxion universe; stop; end ... Cheryl, you will always be the sunshine of my life. Love Debi ' mm ' ' ' !!B Cini - Let ' s rock the boat in your reni-a-pinto. Love Debi , „

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WHERE AM I GOING BLUES The end of mandatory school will take time to absorb, and I have taken flight without filigree reward, my clipped wings have healed and they ' ve tied a diploma to my name, and thrown me out in th at massive sky to live or die, a carrier pigeon am I. Some will flap furiously and hover in one place, and some will glide to glory with eagle grace, but hoiv many of those carriers were going to be taking the same route in life as I, were not sure where to fly, how many felt naive as barefoot babies looking on a road of splinters and glass, knowing it ' s a road they soon must pass, and how many had paid their dues, then stood at confusions crossways, with the Where Am I going Blues? L. R. Lawrence