Yorktown High School - Emerald Yearbook (Yorktown Heights, NY)

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Debora Jan Vereen Deb . . . yeah, they ' re my brothers ... I DON ' T KNOW If I ' m going to Hampton! Lonson . . A day without laughter is a day wasted. Amy Warren W illiam Voltmer Thyroid Funk, Maurice. Capt. Re- ject , Skunkie — Split Personality? . . . Baseball and some hoop on the S.S. Express, Two, One, Twelve? . . . 1.2,3, — ! . . . May- belle, Hustling ' til 2 am ... the ol ' M.G.B? Life is only what you make of it. Fabio Verlato What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross. What thou lov ' st well shall not reft, from thee. What thou lov ' st well is thy true heritage. — Ezra Pound ... I lovest well Yorktown. Budd VIertel Regina— 8 25 75— ? . . . Lake Mahopac , . , New Year (76) . . . Fooch. and everyone else on Max- well Ct. . . . The chase behind Chrystal Farms . . . The Flying Dutchman , Channel 7 . . . . Birch Hill, I ' ll stick to water skiing. We Gone Good Buddy . Rosemary J. Vorel To Sue. Barb, my family, DO. A. and so many others who stand out in my mind; Thanks and I love you. Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both. — W.E. Gladstone Ellyn Weinberger 6 slices, Fran; No we ' re not rich. Spam ' 74— U.S. Y.. WALDORF. Fla.. At city. Library, Mom Dad, E.J. 73— MUSIC! Evelyn . . . Frank?. Locker 1120. To all my friends — Thanks. Ancora Imparo. John Wemmlinger Rain and wood and fire and stone Magic all across the land Seasons come and times will go Right through your hand. Like wind and sand. — Eric Anderson 156

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Matthew Trauring Fast years. Zappa, Neil Young. GAME!! The Dead, Lumbo for- ever, When you make a deci- son, don ' t think back on it, you have a million more to make . — Don Juan Michael Tsu Michael Tully Joseph Traut Bill VanBuren Good times — good friends, in the tub— ST ' s, N.J. . , H F.. U.S. Mail, G ' s 2. MWZ, Babes, Always getting nabbed. P. UP. — my special, good tunes, PC ' s caper — To discipline yourself — FB. Ralph J. Tucci Old Chevy ' s forever: Route 100; Florida ' 76; Jethro Tull — Tampa Stadium— 7 31 76; Oldies Con- cert 10 15 76; The Great Race . My Impala; LeMans ' 72. To ac- complish my goal in Life with success and happiness. Ken Valentine To live life to its fullest. Lauretta A. Van Etten V.E.. cold nights at DP.— C. fields. Allnighter . . and now the sun ' s coming up. — Eagles. 10 29- 31 76 . . . must be the altitude. Now the distance leads me far- ther on. — Jackson Browne 155

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Corwin Whitaker C ' est la vie! Debby Westlake Y.H.S. . . . Good times friends. Sure I ' ve heard of Yorktown. It ' s In Virginia, right?, Mar. Sher. and Louie, How can I forget. U.F.O. ' s. calories and jogging with Kathy. second floor with Chris and Bird. Thanks. Mom and Dad. Dorothy Whelan And now for something completely different: Twas brillig and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe. All mimsy were the borogroves And the mom raths outgrabe. Lewis Carroll — Jabberwocky Miriam Wiesel ' Mims . Joan, what do you think? Regulars, weekends in Danbury. Tici. Regents party. Hot to trot. Always partying with special friends — To live a little and love a little. Kathryn Ann WItenko Kathy. Really , Summer ' 76 . . . Colorado, Spring trips, there they go, The 3 DCs , DPP, N.A. Mass. A True Friend, called RAT, YHS. Follow your own feelings. Thanks, Mom. Dad Friends. Susan Wolf I am without limits. Beyond space beyond time. I am everything. Everything is me. And I cannot be bound. By the expectations of others. I am I. Paul Michael Willett Willie. Diving, leaving Tucson too soon Sparkle Lake, to all my friends: Thanks. A.D. we made it. four years of fooling around. Texas sunrise, To Graduate Cum Laude. Marybeth F. Wyker Edgar. 6 27 77. Beebop the Bendy — go. . . . Like a falling teardrop, you can wipe away my blues. Like a honey you can make the bitter sweet. — Dave Mason Thanks. Mom and Dad. 157