University City High School - Excelsus Yearbook (San Diego, CA)

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Ken Parker Dedicated to the U.C. Locas . . . A shoulder to cry on, an ear to bend, money to borrow, clothes to lend. Friday night movies, afternoon walks, being together, our private talks. Mending our hearts, crying those tears, planning our future, voicing our fears. Our memories together, may they never end, always together, FOREVER FRIENDS! Maria Bishop 7 i Lisa Khoo Cheryl Mc(iec 162 Creativity Page sponsored b Tcrri Vaniierhool '

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Celeste Ogata Thank you friend, for being here. It helps to know, your always near. When school ends, and we must part, I ' ll keep you near, Deep in my heart. And one bright day, our paths will cross. And I will know. You were never lost. Rick Rigoli «S ' V . ' ' , Wr. Angle Mendola Interlude Lying in the meadow eyes closed mind flickering images of time gone forever How sad was the scent of heather Thundering hoofs across a wild Untouched moor sad because I was happy then and happiness was an interlude which did not last and then all I had were memories My spirit was transported back to things gone by and I turned over and sobbed burying my head in the cool earth and sweet grasses and was comforted. Mandy Marvin Page sponsored by Mr. Mrs. Wheeler Creativity 161

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ock N Roll Ballad It knew no bounds his is the story of a, ock N Roll ally, n ally so strong that ven dreams couldn ' t die. e was a young and arefree sort of man. Guitar finding new rhythm, voice, new sounds His name made big times He knew the score People would scream And shout for more! Returned to his soil. He made his appearance What a sight to behold! It was a night among nights That would often be told. aying Come on, opy me, if you can! e loved to sing and lay his guitar {nowing one day he ' ould be a great star. umming while strumming is precious toy miling and chuckling like pleased little boy. e wrote his own songs nd played his own tunes ever playing anything nyone else used. e joined in a band ' ith him in the lead nd that ' s where he planted is well formed seed. he seed grew and grew He signed a contract His life for fame Never knowing his dream Would only bring pain. He aged with the years Rocks changing ways He changed with the tune, Determined to play. Everyone knew him His voice, his style Fans came to see him From many a mile. As he got older and More run down His dream had changed To his own home town. He struggled and strained Against his inner turmoil But finally relented and Vicki Fulciniti The people, they loved him You could feel their screams And this he realized Was the end of his dreams. With this in mind He gave his all Holding everyone in Animated enthrall He never played so well In his life But he knew he ' d come home and put an end to his strife. Now he ' s gone, Cause unknown But no one can replace Him upon his throne. He played his guitar And thus he died The end of The Star . Page sponsored by Terri Vanderlioof Creativity 163