Valley High School - Valhalla Yearbook (Las Vegas, NV)

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300 one day skiing contest. To Ralph, I leave a life-time subscription to Playboy. To,Mrs. Neeley, I give my AH S ----- Watch. To Pat, I give back all the M8rM's I have bought from her. Toilvlr VanWert, I give my worn Bun's Book. To Mr. Scheele, I give nothing but red tape. To Gary, I leave the Red Badge . To David, I give' splints. To Anna,.I leave the almighty 'A'. TogDebbie, I say hang in there . But most important, to Valley's administration, counselors, and faculty, I give the relief that this is my last year, and the words Thank You. I, Mrs. Harney, being of departing mind and definitely not Sen- ior Body , do bequeath to the following: To D.G. and J.I.., much appreciation for diplomatically reminding me of what I wanted to do. I leave to 'I'.G. and C.P., more time now that theyiare no longer aides. To students from Honors II and English Lit., I leave a re- minder to laugh like Chaucer, to think like Hamlet, and to hope for much more than Gatsby did. I, Dotti Gallagher, being of ? mind and I body, do bequeath the following: To Bill, a space between his teeth, Washington cross- ing the Delaware, a party, wine, .a girlfriend, and some nerve. To Frank, a terrarium to replace the one he broke, the Sophomore GR, and the fast driving award. To Diane Divot, a month of free maid service, a shuttle service to Western, PE Qsay no morel, a shoulder to cry on, all my love and a world of thanks just for being there. To Diane S., Fuzzy, tennis, a backpack, water-skiing, and a car that runs. To jeff, my ex-brother-in-law, a book on etiquette, a dance, your brothers, my Pinto, and my phone number. To Mark S. a razor, my island of beauty, Ripple, Havasupi, Boy Scouts, and some terriffic parties. To Kim, a car, jim, a free bellburger, and Brandan lessons. To Steve, popcorn, a birthday cake, a failure to spike tcoming?J, a hairy chest, Potasi, December 8, just You'N Me, overalls, the bookroom, driving lessons, 2 broken promises, Deidre, my tears, and a Merry Christmas. To Rhonda, a diet, Grants, anything you want in life cuz you deserve it, cruising, a party, patience, Barry Bincett, a wish that things were like they were last year, and lots of love. To Iohn, a pirate ship. sorry for how I hated you, lunch, more thanks than I can give you, Robin. alife- guard, Twin engines, and an elf movie. To Sheryl, Gumby, a cake cutter, some more material, Bob, a poster, memories, and some friends. To Jeannie Sr Mary, a carton of eggs. To Robin, a red dress, Bently, a million guys, Bill, a car, my thanks, and a party. To Paul- ette, a cake, Mrs. Harney, a sunburn, and Chris. To Mark, a blue bike, a one-nighter, Alice, a facial, all my secrets, a watermelon rind, a paper route, a running guitar, some good advice, love and kisses, and a hope that we'll always be such good friends. To Di, the mover award, Stan, and a million dollars. To Tom S., a dream night, a kiss and a grab. To Patti, a wild weekend, a perpetual party, a whisper, and some suntan lotion. To Mrs. Marshall, lots of love and luck, a zipper, a short skirt, and a cropper from Touch- y. To Gish, New Years Eve, how's the wife, a hat, and a lotta laughs. To Millie, some guts, Stan, a cookbook, and Cuba. To Dear Don, you nut, a picture with love. To Mrs. Harney, a peach- do I dare? To Nico and Glen, my new book on How' to destroy a girl's ego , tsee Chapter 7 on what to do if it's the same girl.l Finally Iessie, no I didn't forget you, I leave everything else in my BF-what to say? I'll say it all someday. just keep punningand smiling. Love, Dot. I, Ioni Leamaster, being of silly mind and body, here by be- queath: To lane, the twitters of R.E. and the nite of G.R. To'Steve K., Paul G., and Steve I., a varsity wrestling spot. To Coach Iuarez, an unfilled debt for unlockingithe door tremember?l. To Mat Maids, hope for a more together group, more fun and all the wres- tlers you want. To the Wrestlers, GOOD spaghetti, unused mistletoe, good times at Straw Hat, and State Forever. To Coach Loesch, my ghost, an empty 6th period teachers aid, good,Mat Maids, and my sister Kelly Igoodiiluck, you'll need itl. Also my love and thanks for being my good friend. To my beautiful sister Kelly, I bequeath V.H.S., good judgement to pick friends, that someone special iwe know wholl, 'Mat Maids lPres. maybe?J, good memories and not so good ones, Zuni Allstars ILS. and D.R.j, wrestlers, and all my love and faith that you'll survive. Hang in there baby. To V.H.S., I leave behind Kelly and ,lane Iwatchoutl, my thanks, a lot of good memories, and the Best Wrestling Team in the STATE!! I Nikki Karres, being of sound mind, do hereby leave Valley High School GLADLY. I, Cheryl Jones, being the only sane one at Valley, do hereby leave. But, before doing so, I would like to bequeath a part of my personality to the following people: To Mrs. Lane-platforms with six inch heels, my thanks for a wonderful year lexcluding lQafka's Trial j, and the best of luck with next year's Varsity Quiz. To Mrs. Harney, my gratitude for recognizing me as myself and not as an extension of my brother, and to Mr. Harney, thanks for help- ing me feel at home during my first year at Valley. To Mr? Van Wert, ten car washes for your Volkswagon. I enjoyed my semester of Western Civ., and I'm sorry I had to drop it. To Mr. Moses, I leave my secret Pizza recipe. Mr. Fitz, what can I say? Mr. Suiter, here's three passes to lectures on The Right to Life . Miss Ando- lina, to you I leave 32 copies each of Daybreak, 2250 AD and 1984. Thank you, Graphic Arts people, for letting me use the copier. Mr. Calvert, best of luck with the incoming freshmen- you'll need it!! Elizabeth, what can I leave to a girl who has every- thing? Happiness always for you and Alan. To Chris Plummer, Brad Owens and Craig Roles, I leave the hope that Jonathan Liv- ingston Seagulls will haunt your every dream. To Mr. Holmberg, I hope you find seventy-seven new chemical compounds. Debbie Gonzales, I leave you a new star for your jeans, a rubberband for your wrist, and a new notebook ICCSDJ. To Mary lane, I leave the same notebook, and to both you and Kathy F., l donate a private beach of your own. Dwana, I leave you a name that's a lot easier to spell and a renewed contract for working at Pier-1. To Terri DeSantis, I send some antibiotics and MediCare. To Mira Costa, I leave 1975. To Bonnie Inman, I leave a first place trophy, and to Suzanne and jeff, I present identical Donald Duck sweatshirts to complete your collection. To TP, I loan DS. To Mark Parenti, I leave only happiness and the wish that you may find peace. Let my know. To all youelother speech and drama fiends, the best of luck in years to come. And, finally, to A I present ten pounds of chewing gum, IBazookal, and a St. Christopher medal, and to Mrs. M. I leave a 5 year supply of World's Finest Chocolat. And to both of you, thank you for everything. I really appreciate all that you've done for me, Start worrying, . .I will be back. PS: To whomever stole my wallet, I hope you enjoy the pictures I can never replace- Long life and prosperity to everyone, CAI. I, Heather Ramey, being of skinny mind and fat body, hearby leave the following: To Suzy- transmission fluid for 'Pig', a quarter for gas, Bert and Ernie, a nice hot bath, a bowling alley and pool hall, and naturally, The Lights . To Deb- shotgun, Vegas High,

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roomate and a new ninney holder. Frankie, a package of Lorna Dune cookie crumbs and a 1000 bills. Darcy Gogert, my poka dotted stick horse. James Chan, my opera window. Sue Dobbins, a silver mine in Good Springs, and a Continental with white walls. Jack Rappaport. A pound of anything you desire, and a bronze hockey stick. Joanne, Cindy Ricci, all the blonde foxes. Byron C., a private tour of Boulder Dam, a big green sock and some hot pink scants. I, Joy Settlemoir, being of questionable mind and body, do here- by bequeath the following items in this, my final will and testa- ment: To Mrs. Neely, I leave my problems and my name tags. To Mr. Moses, a clothing color coordinator. To Mr. Poppen, tran- quilizers wfor his neurotic dog. To Mr. Orgill, the key to my filing system, To Mrs. Jacquot, all of Debbie G. lst year transcriptions. To Mrs. Lane, a coffee cup that recites Emily Dickinson. To Mrs. Harker, a diagram of a tree and a bouquet of roses. To Miss Davis, a self-cleaning ceramics class. To Mr. Bellamy, a stereo headset and Brut. To Jeanne, a Datsun 26OZ. To Kim, many hap- py bounces . To my mom and dad, I leave my love and a life- time of happiness. To CB. I leave a lifetime of sunshine, love, and me. I, Paulette Stanga, being of sound mind and body leave the fol- lowing to my classmen: To Frank Cocchi, a button saying I'm a supper soc, are you? To Mark McDonald, Hurricane Smith, 14 songs from Funny Girl and the biggest Buzz possible. To Terri Drakulich, an award for hanging a BA at the Governor's dinner. To Rhonda Bledsoe, recognition for having guts to stay in cheer- leading with Laurie Davies as head. To Laurie, lessons to be a good head cheerleader. To Luther, a golden key to the Senior head. 'Fo Georgie Cflasper, the C AND H Sugar Company. To Billie LeBaron, his own turbin shop featuring Tamu! To Robbie Maloney, Thanksgiving Night, his own bakery, and a bottle of instant fling. To Wayne Webb, Homecoming. To Dorothy Gallagher, a job with rent a hostess. To Bruce, guts to tell Patti what really happened on New Years. To Danny Shearin, the title Dr. Dan and stock in the Planter's Peanuts Company. To Nancy White, a book on ways to use your friends to get a boyfriend. To John Embry, hopes he will use his fantastic brain. To my great friend Sue Crawford, I leave March 17, 1973, room 733, and of course, Harry and Randy. Donna Strango, will and bequeath all my travels during my high school years to all lower classman who have not had the ex- perience of touring the United States from East to West while try- ing to complete graduation requirements in your different states at five different high schools. I, Howard Basch, do will to my brother Marty all my parapheni- lia and good times at Valley High. I, Libby Cellini, being of Italian descent, leave the permanent indentation of my pinching fingers on Ricky Lujan's butt. I give my Geometry book back to Fergie Baby hoping he'll use it for further references. To Mr. Bellamy, a nice-a Italian Kiss-a. To Michele, Everything you do, you do it exceptionally well. To Felice, a copy of Playgirl, Cosmopolitan, and Viva Magazines titid be better than taking a peek in Thriftimartj. To Carolyn, a new door for your car. tI'm tired of crawling across.J To Nikki, lhope you have an eternally clear complexion tSteveJ. To Anne, Winchell Donuts, Kosher pickles and a seat belt for horseback riding. So with this will, I leave Valley. . .with a little tear and a big smile. I, Carolyn Cincotta, being of sound t??j mind and body, do here- by leave to the following people the things they have coming. To Valerie, our better memories, the right side of my car and her own personal cop. To Gay and Todd, a new ----- , the old one must be worn out. To Sue, Debbie Sr Heather, an uncontrollable Wild- Cat for each of you. To Phyllis Sr Brad, a referee. To Butch, all my love 8: an apt. with no headaches. To Richard Kaminski, if you only knew!!! To Bruce, Danny, Mark, Robbie, Bill, Wayne, Frank, John, Eric, etc., all the luck in your Big Football game called Life . To Mrs. Harney, I'm speechless in describing my enlightened attitude. To Ricky Lujan, my pinching fingers helping Libby's. To Sherrie, a straight 8: narrow course to follow, happiness always. And of course, to my loving comrades. . .Nikki, Felice, Libby 8: Anne, memories of great adventures 8: great food tlttop, Bob's, Irv. 8: Lou's, Jackies, 8: Vitorio's etc.J, Lots of luck in anything you do! Lastly 8: leastly, to Valley I Leave, . ,Finally!! I, Felicia Friedman, being of sound mind and small body do here- by leave these people the following things: To Mr. Bellamy, all of my love, and hatred of economics. To Tina, a telephone call that I've always promised. To Anne, all of our great memories. To Caroline, a new car, and be strong. To Debbie a lot of luck and my love. To Niki, a clear complexion. To Cheryl, all my problems. To Nancy, many more years of friendship and stories, And to Valley High, I leave all the gossip and many fond experiences. I, Mary G., being of sound mind and of course body, hereby will the following things: To Mark Thomas, I leave all our fond mem- ories for him to remember plus our marriage licence. To John Wil- cox, I leave him my friendship forever. To Curt Carter lalies John Savagej, I leave all the sand in my cuffs. To the person who writes on Big Boy bathroom walls, may he or she never runout of space tif the shoe fits wear itj. To Dear PD., CD, SD, I leave them the book on 100 ways to get along with my sisters, The last thing I will is hope to all Dayton 8: Jerry employees that we'll soon start getting better wages to equal with all the fun we have. I, Darcy Cogert, being of sound mind and body do hereby leave to: Wendy Levine, an invitation-only party. Butch Brown, a life time membership in the Jimmy Dyer fan club. Joanne Orlando, Sam Jose. Karen Wolfe, a night of sampling drinks. Ross Huebner, a new job or weekends off. Debbie Peterson, Southern Comfort and a brown Camaro. Ralph Freund, a bottle of champagne and a wife who won't wash his ID. Heather Ramey, a Vegas soccer play- er and un-breakable letters JK. Lue Harpens, a BA on Fremont and Wildcat party. Cathy Kulas, a skirt that's not all yuckie. Trina Ricci, a pair of rip-off proof sun glasses and a life time of friend- ship. KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS: That I, Jeff Gott- fredson, being of poor memory and singed mind, do publish and declare this to be my LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT, superceed- ing and replacing all promises I have twhether drunk or soberj heretofore made: To Carol, I bequeath one Red Triumph complete with mag wheels and stick shift. To Becky, I give all my financial assets, if any. To Elizabeth, I leave my McCuffy Reader. To Ric, I leave membership in the mafia. To Nixon, l give my useless elec- tric blanket. To Adel, I leave my trophy from The most falls in 299

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a 1974 brown Camero, an ever-lasting cruiz, a maid, Wendy, Vi- annel, my ankle-turn shoes, and last, Ben and Evelyn. To Butch- a mountain with year-round snow. To Sue Crawford- 3Vz years of friendship, a ski lodge to sit in, a giant-sized phoni, and Bill Le- Barron. To Mary- all my ceramics! To Toni- a good time. To Rob- by Maloney- a fight twe haven't had one in a whilej. To John lrole a summer night in the park. To Pam Ruby- a new bed. To Danny Shearin- a hundred pounds of clay. To Debbie Stone- afinished project. To Darci Gogert- Albert! To Tom Gordon- an annual supply of my Hellos. To Tina Teadoro- a big, stuffed toy Bran- can. To Miss Clausing- my wicker chair tnow you ,Toro won't have to sharelj To Kathy O'Qu3nn- Mary Beth Higgins. To Val- erie- a giant sized leg to pull, Hubble Gardner, my macrarne wall- hanging, English muffins, two retired Wildcats, and a washed-up Reberta, the picture I stole of Mark, and of course, a hearing aid! And to Kevin, jimmy, John, Tim, Fencetermaker, Albert, and Mark- I Valley Girls. I, Mary lane Kirby III, being of no mind and blossoming body, do hereby bequeath: To Debbie Gonzales, one withered marigold to remind us of times when trophys ruled. To Kathy Flanagan, Lime, salt, and a bottle of Tequila. To jim Dowling, a pair of wings, and to 'A' a jar of MIB coffee to rernernber me by.. To Mrs. Mc- Guire, 25,000 green activity sheets filted out all for the same day, clashing with an atheletic event, all Signed by the Drama Dept. To Madame Mongeot, tu me casse pieds. To Bill, the rent-a-cop, may you always have night-mares about students in your parking lot. To Cheryl, I leave a boo in the stairwell, and also a sexy humor. To Tom Grill, a belt to hold his pantsgup. I leave Bary Forbuss, a bag of oranges. To Leslie DenDooven, aflet Smart Series. To Marc Mieczkowski, a lifetime of Howard Frieburg and Bruce Kirsh. To Duana Posey, a night free of 'A's interrupting in room 322. To Mrs. Marshall, a recording of my Interp. To Valley High School, I leave. I, Jessie Lehman, being of psychological mind and freckled body, do hereby bequeath the following: To Terrie, a FOX of her own. Chris, a can of laughing gas, and a Norweigan girl without rela- tives in Sweden. Kim, a bellshaped taco. Diane, Dennis, Dave,. . . and jeff. Gish, tyou shanishlj a laugh,,a hat, Walter Brennan, un- breakable skiis, and all my love. l.au15ieQ1-Za- Cheer ibig beater of frosting. Michele, joe, 8 kids, friendship, and all the happiness in the world. Rick, Spanish 4 and a Cuban Finger. Rosemary, a guy without a girlfriend. Bobbie, motherly advice and the hopes that I won't be a grandmother before 20, Mr. Calvert, a 5 foot steward- ess. Mr. Edwards, sunshine, a bottomless coffee cup, and a Jewish tank rolling into his office. Mr. Brown, a self-rotating Marquis. Mr. Bellamy, revolution, an ear itch, a mustache, Adam Smith in all his glory, a smile and much thanks. Mr. Piggot, Freud, a girl named Steve, humbleness, and love. Mrs. Neely, a goat named Fred, flowers, Mrs. Ellison, and more thanks than I could ever ask for. Mr Moses, Des Moines Iowa. Steve the ho esthat someda ' . , 1 i ,'.V he'll find real love. Nico, memories, a date withoutiiltatlom, a on How to Grow Up in Five Easy Steps, a Marshmellow, and himself. twhich is all he really needs.j Glen, a hamster that fights back, a shoulder-to cry on, John Denver, my friendship. . .and the last dance. Millie, globules of fat, Mitchologolvich, midnight talks, coffee at Caesars, baking, memories ofgour friendship, and hopes that we will always be as close. To my iiiii little sister Dorothy, dear Dot, Dottie, or whatever you name is. I leave you sad memories, happy memories, Muriel, tears, puns, poetry, all the laughs we've shared and hope of so much more to come. And to the Senior Pres- ident of 1975, I leave 2 gallons of paint, 158 parking stalls, and lots of luck. . .you'll need it! I, Chris Plummer, being of querolous mind and decadent body do hereby bequeath the following: To the administration I leave Valley High School in its state of eternally evanescent moribundity. To Mr. VanWert, I leave a brownie from Gertrude Stein, a doll from jane Auril, and a manageable ego from R.K. To Mr. Moses, I leave Cashman Ir. High. To an ex-Spanish teacher, a return to teaching or a real administrative position, and many thanks for friendship and advice. To Mr. A , I leave a bagiof cookies in your desk. To Mr. Juarez, la Razu , and remember grasshopper, be like the river.. . To Mrs. Lane , I leave Boulder City and to Boulder City I leave our Varsity Quiz Team. john Howe, doyou remember why the Scarecrow went to see the Wizard of Oz? To Mrs. Harney, I leave a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas, and a film rolling across the floor of room 207. To Craig tBand on the Runj, I leave The Renaissance, eternal friendship, and that sound, Bong! To Brad tAmerical Owens, the true profession of D.B., Banjos playin' through the broken glass, and the one real poem-life. To the count , I leave the Medi- tations of Marcus Aurelius, an 8 by 10 glossy of VanWert, and the piper who'll lead us to reason. To Charisse, I leave one very large oven. To David Steinberg, a Yaqui Way of Knowledge, and a view of the woods through the jaded eyes of UNLV freshmen. To Scot, I leave a new morning and its creator. To Toni, the Tro- jans, for what their worth. Mrs. White and Mr. Schlude, NHS officers with more time and fewer obligations. To Pat and her hus- band, eternal happiness. To Dorothy, the future and UNR tnot necessarily in that orderl. To Tanya, I leave my body. To Andie, my love and a vision of the tragic stars. The king started laughing and talking in rhyme. . .To Mark and Paul and tno errorj Paul, I leave the memory of beautiful deserts, and Peep, a quail in the family. To Ric, the party that never was. Whispered softly to the missing Mary Ann, I love you. Finally, to Jessie, I leave opti- mism in face of the somewhat depressing prospect of reality. Good- bfye Yellow Brick Road. I, Debbie Petersen, being of ? mind and mammoth body hereby bequeath the following: To Heather, shotgun , an orange spin after our big cruise, and her bery own slanty-eyed sweetheart. To Val, Louie, a trip to AWC, the way things were, and another beautiful snowy night. To Butch, a never ending search and a BIG place in my heart. To Mary, a tube of clearasil and a stampede of fury black cows. To Sue Crawford, a white picket fence, two kids, and a marriage to John Allen. To Frank, a book called So- cializing is My Life. To Robbie, a little more class, and all the smart remarks I could ever think of. To Bill LeBaron, the dreadful creeping hand.. .ahhhhhh, and a degree in cheating. To Wayne, a promise to do my shopping somewhere else. To Darcy, the hot line to Wendfs houseand another night with Al . To john Iroz, a friendly glance across Mrs. Harney's room. To Mrs. Harney and Mrs. Harker, two hard but rewarding years. To Kathy Kulas, friendship and the hope she'll have future classes like Mrs. Black's. To Mark McDonald, a couple of jokes to keep us laughing at lunch. And to my bosom buddy Sue, who has put up with me for almogtsix year, I leave memories of happy times. tCruise Onj. I, Patti Moore, being of disturbed mind and unstable body, do hereby will the following: To Mike Iacobs, 40 pounds and more 30