University of Southern Mississippi - Southerner Yearbook (Hattiesburg, MS)

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SOP!-IOMORE CLASS w I l A 3 N x N A I 4 LEONARD LOWREY - - - - - President STATIA MCNEESE - - - - Vice-President KAY GRIMES - - - - - - Secretary-Treasurer EMMA HUDSON - - Student Council Representative I 'IBN QXIF WAIF U lf H6050 15615515 lf iffiilf 15' 'if 15lf 1F 15090 if li 1F iF4lF'5iFf 71FEW M 4

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