1976 phoenician by Phoenix Country Day School

PHOENICIAN VOLUME XII 1976

ADMINISTRATION

MIDDLE SCHOOL

112

LOWER SCHOOL

128

ACTIVITIES

150

ADVERTISING

160

PHOENIX COUNTRY DAY SCHOOL

Thank you, M r. W ilson, for being a te a c h e r, a scientist, a lousy pun a rtist, for always having th e quote up on th e blackboard, and especially for being a great friend. W e d ed icate this yearbook to you. The seniors.

The true profession of m an is to find his way to him self,

Did you hear the one a b o u t.. ?

Teachers open th e door, you m ust enter by yourself.

P H O E N IX C O U N TR Y D A Y SCHOOL P. O

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P H O E N IX . A R IZ O N A 8 5 0 6 0

H E A D M A S T E R 'S O F F IC E

L i f e i s c h a n g i n g on t h i s c a m p u s . a c t i v i t i e s p l a n n e d , a new f o r m o f a d d i t i o n , en ro llm e n t continues to

We h a v e ha d ma ny m o r e c o u r s e s o f f e r e d school government e s t a b l i s h e d ; in rise.

T h e t a s k o f e d u c a t i o n u n d e r t a k e n by P h o e n i x C o u n t r y Day S c h o o l is to d e v e l o p t h e a l l a r o u n d a b i l i t i e s o f e a c h s t u d e n t so t h a t t h e s p e c i a l t a l e n t s o f e a c h may be ma de f u l l y e f f e c t i v e . Ou r c u r r i c u l u m i s made up o f a c a d e m i c , s o c i a l , a e s t h e t i c , g o v e r n m e n t a l a n d p h y s i c a l e x e r c i s e s . No o n e p a r t i c u l a r a r e a i s a l l i m p o r t a n t a t o u r s c h o o l , j u s t as no o n e i n d i v i d u a l can e x i s t f o r h i m s e l f a l o n e . E a c h p l a y s an i n t e g r a l r o l e i n t h e d e v e l o p m e n t and p r o g r e s s o f o u r e d u c a t i o n a l e n t e r p r i s e s . Each i s n e e d e d i f we a r e t o c o n t i n u e t o p r o v i d e t h e k i n d s o f e d u c a t i o n a l experien ces our stu dents deserve. W h i l e t h e r e is a te nde ncy in American e d u c a t i o n to p r o v i d e ready-made e x p e r i e n c e s f o r o u r s t u d e n t s and a s p i r i t o f " h a v i n g t h i n g s done f o r y o u , " p e r h a p s t h e m o s t i m p o r t a n t c o n t r i b u t i o n P . C . D . S . c a n ma k e t o w a r d s t he s o l u t i o n o f t h e complex problems o f toda y is to d e m o n s t r a t e to s t u d e n t s how t h e y c a n h e l p t h e m s e l v e s . We c a n a l l t a k e p r i d e in t h i s y e a r ' s a c c o m p l i s h m e n t s . New p r o g r a m s , expanded l i b r a r y h o l d i n g s , a record e n r o l l m e n t , s tu de nt i n t e l l e c t u a l a nd a t h l e t i c a c c o m p l i s h m e n t s a r e j u s t some o f t h e i n d i c a t i o n s t h a t we c o n t i n u e on t h e p a t h o f e d u c a t i o n a l e x c e l l e n c e . Th e f u t u r e , h o w e v e r , w i l l d e ma n d much mo r e f r o m u s . As o u r g r a d u a t e s m a t r i c u l a t e i n t o some o f t h e mo s t d e m a n d i n g c o l l e g e s i n t h i s p e r i o d of r a p i d l y a c c e l e r a t i n g c o m p e t i t i o n , perhaps the g r e a t e s t c h a lle n g e f a c i n g them w i l l be t h e go o d s e n s e t o v a l u e o t h e r human b e i n g s as individ u a ls for t h e ir individual worth. R o b e r t W. P e i r c e , Headmaster

Jr.

ADMINISTRATION/FACULTY

Bettye M obley

R obert Peirce

ADMINISTRATION Karan Wood

Vera Morrison

Becky Stump

Joan O liver

KeMm

FACULTY

Avdis D een

K athy Jam es

Pam Dunn

Judy R iden

M argaret R uccolo

Mary Lu Syllaba

Roberta Crane

J a n ic e G rosso

S ue O 'D o n n e ll

Joyce Jensen

Lou G allucci Ruth Grove

Marc Schluter

Arlevia Snyder

Mary De Marzo

Jeanne Russo

P a u l S c h w e ik h e r

H a rry H o u le

Kathy Sonderm an

Jim Roof

Jim Bruning

Dave Raym ond

A rlette Hagstrom

Chris English

Bob W ilson

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SENIORS

Where am I going? I d o n 't know Down to the stream where the king-cups grow Up on the h ill where the pine trees blow A nyw here, anyw here. I d o n 't know. Where am I L ittle ones, W here am I L ittle ones,

going? T he baby ones, going? T he b aby ones,

clouds sail by over the sky. shadows pass over the grass.

Where am I going? T he high rooks call: "It's awful fun to be bom a t a l l . " W here am I going? The ring-doves coo: "We do have b eau tifu l things to do. " If you were a b ird , and liv ed on high Y ou'd lea n on the wind when the wind cam e by Y ou'd say to the wind when it took you away "T hat's where I w anted to go to d a y !" Where am I going? I d o n 't quite know. Where does i t m a tte r where people go? Down to the wood where the b lu e Â bells growâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; A nyw here, anyw here. I d o n 't know. - A . A . M ilne

Barbara Jane Baxter

I would have you learn this great fact; th at a life of doing right is the wisest life there is. -Proverbs M ais les yeux sont aveugles. II faut chercher avec le coeur. -S t. Exupery

I have com e th at you m ight have life in a ll its abundance. -Jesus Christ

T hank you to the special people who have touched my life and given me three years of m em ories a t Country Day.

M ichael Begam

Genuine interest and caring are shown b y those who are there when you need th em . THANKS D .O .R . , R .W ., C .S . , and A .M . S.

Five years of education, T h irteen cans of Root Beer, Four seconds of tim e , T hree Fotos or Maroons, Five strange diseases, One Fons, One S .M .H .S . and Numerous strike outs, One Furry, Seven Ski trips.

LONG LIVE THE GUY WHO FIGURES OUT THE WOMAN.

If I die w ill the world still turn? W hat m iniscule portion of life am I ? .. .Y ou?

Steve Casselm an "Hound"

THE ESSENCE OF LIFE TOO FEW KNOW: HOW TO TOUCH, HOW TO CARE, HOW TO FEEL, HOW TO BE HUMAN. I DEDICATE THIS PAGE TO A WOMAN WHO KNOWS LIFEJ SHE IS LIFE. THANKS, TO ONE OF THE FEW TEACHERS I HAVE EVER HAD !!!

I m et a girl from Ecuador, She would not le t me through the door. "Go aw ay!" was her desperate plea; But I knew this was the girl for m e .

For m y love, I brought flowers and candy. She threw a t me A nything th a t was handy.

W hile asking for a d ate, I gave her a daisy. She said th a t to go out w ith m e , S h e'd have to be crazy.

Now I know th a t to have loved and lost, Is b ette r then no love a t a ll. But why does she hang up Every tim e th a t I c a ll?

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But he rem ains as still as a night (unaware of the sands and waves, pale sunlight and cold w inter morns) and the child and his womb are as close as a yawn and its echo a le a f and its green a m an and his shadow a star and its gleam u n til a wind carries him gracefully and painfully into the sun (Filled w ith the em ptiness and resentm ent of becom ing one).

i stand: , in the disassem bled church of a m ind and search the com ers for the m agic i once delighted to find perched on dusty pwes which once h e ld m any in song in a tim e when birds settled on b e ll towers strong and soft breezes rustled past doors of oak wood and sw eet children's voices played gam es while they could But now: only dust moves under the wind and still clock no one is singing: the doors are barred and locked. The tem p le of this m ind holds only tim e which seem s to linger as stones from its walls : crum ble w ith the touch of a curious finger. 32

ELECTRONICS

MUSIC

MORALS

PEOPLE

D avid Lee Gates LOVE W TRF-FM, 107.5

SOUND

GOD BASEBALL

FRIENDSHIP RADIO

SOCCER PARENTS

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Day is ended, dim my eyes, b u t journey long before m e lies. F arew ell, friends! I hear the c a ll. The ship's beside the stoney w all. Foam is w hite and waves are gray; beyond the sunset leads the way. Foam is a lt, the wind is free; I hear the rising of the Sea. F arew ell, friends! The sails are set, the wind is east, the mornings fret. Shadows long before m e l i e , ben eath the ever-bending sky, bu t islands lie behind the Sim th at I shall raise ere a ll is done; lands there are west of W est where night is quiet and sleep is rest. Guided by the Lonely Star, beyond the utm ost harbour-bar I '11 find the havens fair and fre e ,

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and beaches of the S tarlit Sea. Ship, m y ship! I seek the W est, and fields and m ountains ever blest. Farew ell to M id d le-earth a t last.

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"You are not a t a ll like m y rose. As y e t you are nothing. No one has ta m e d you, and you have tam ed no one. You are like m y fox when I first knew him . He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But now I have m ade h im m y friend, and now he is unique in a ll the w orld. " "M en have forgotten this tru th , " said the fox. "But you m ust n o t forget i t . Y ou becom e responsible, forever, for w hat you have tam ed . Y ou are responsible for your rose. . . . " -A ntoine de S aint Exupere-

CHAO

Christopher E. H olland

Sm ile to the world it feels good.

Sailboats cut the waves, 4ÂŽ the sun parts the

sea

yÂťT.ith a "golden knife Little people no longer play. _

T hanks!

Everyday we have Permission to begin A n e w .. . . There glim m ers a Hope in every morning grey. Johanne Koren

Who Knows! A brighter Future lies in a S m ile's tra il. N ils C o llet V ogt

T uula Lynn Kaynee

W hat one learns Y ear to year Is w ritten on his forehead. A dam O ehlenschlager

T eenage w astelands cu ltiv ated , Sunrise on the planes, Uneasiness vanquished, H um anity m eltin g a t angles, Flowing tow ard the end, Feeding m ag ic beans Of the beanstalk to life . A Jellybean

Thanks, Mom and D ad, for all your understanding. Goodbye Country Day.

got get off going to get have to get off a ll alone got to find out got to find need to find life on m y own when w ill I know where w ill I how w ill I know w hat I '11 be if I d o n 't go if I c a n 't if I d o n 't go where I 'm free T e ll m e when w ill I know w hat w ill I see who w ill I be From "V alley of The Dolls" Dory & Andre Previn Used by Permission Copyright 1967, T w en tieth Century Music Corp.

Susan Barbara Kerrigan

S .I . R. , rainy days, Bubbles, no creo , $5000 dollars worth of w hat?, shall we say here we a re , T rackstar, c irc le , w ine, I wish I were a baby dinosaur, R edlands, Hey Butt, b -lin e for the Junior parking lo t, b e e p , banned from Smugglers Inn, DEB, VAL, SOOZE, You know w h a t? .. . and m e you, You B ert!, peanutbutter and je lly sandwiches!

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I I took the one less trav eled by. And th a t has m ade a ll the d ifference. -R obert Frost

THANKS!

I t ’s a ll over Ken, l e t ’s go ce leb rate.

If people could fly, you can be sure th a t every day two or three would get run-over by a 747.

SO LONG P .C .D . Knot here ?

THE GOOD TIMES HAVE BEEN MANY

I w atched him and I reflected w hat a truly baffling m ystery is this life of ours. M en m e e t and drift ap art again like leaves blown by the wind; your eyes try in vain to preserve an im age of the fac e, body or gestures of the person you have loved; in a few years you do not even rem em ber whether his eyes were blue or b lac k . -Nikos Kazantzakis

DEBBIE LATISH

hey Steve, is she re a lly shaving? six in how long? Where does it hurt? Nov. 25, San Diego! Nov. 26, I d o n 't owe you one, I owe you 697. Carlitos m ark et, bagels, the bass has hips! how about getting drunk, a little Fleetwood Mac C reedence at top volum e. I 'l l have a g in 'n ' tonic, hold the club soda, vodka? w hat vodka, this is w ater. 100 mph S te v e .. . ah steve. le t's te a c h 'e m how to drink!

. . . I knew th at there was some sort of love and we would be fantastic friends forever. I can look at her know and gain strength and we can look a t each other and be to tally at ease.

A m otivated su p erso n ic.. .

KMA He a in 't heavy, He's m y brother.

BAD PUPPY! Could you higher it please? House lights? w hat house lights?

JAMES R. LINCOLN

A wom an has the right to: a .) Be as la te as she likes b .) Change her m ind as often as she wants to What were you saying when the silence so rudely interrupted you? You are as you are, your personality and facets as a person are yours. To change these would be to destroy the person underneath.

. . . But still, are we sure th a t the whole world isn 't just a beginning-end? What is the m eat of existence, the in -b e 足 tw een, or is it just a joke for us to laugh?

The poor m an is not he who is w ithout a cent, b u t he who is w ithout a dream . -K em p -

Friendship improves happiness, and abates m isery, by doubling our joy and dividing our grief. - J . Addison-

One m ust not tie a ship to a single anchor, nor life to a single hope. -E p ictetu s-

If you clim b to the top of th e tow er at the top of the w o rld ---don11 look d o w n .. . for you m ight find you are no higher th an anyone else. If you should clim b to the top of the tow er at th e top of the w o rld ---d o n 't look d o w n .. . GROW WINGS.

-D . SutphenWhen a ll else is lost, the future s till rem ains. - C .N . BoveeFrom A tilla the Hun to Empress Tsu Hsi, M oujul dates, Quasimoto U hivi, those 8 m iserable w ater足 ing places in the Mid足 dle East, th e BIG DIG (cough) and Puzzle, w e'v e m anaged to survive each other. I w o n 't question how, I 'l l just say thanks, Ms. E. -Ire n e -

The dream ers are the saviors of the world. He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty id e al in his heart, w ill one day realize it. Cherish you visions Cherish you ideals Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, . . . of these, if you but rem ain true to them , your world w ill at last be b uilt. -Jam es A llen-

The journey of 1000 miles begins w ith a single step.

H ave a little sm ile for those who have pain. Agony is system atic, while you're standing in the rain. And th ere's no one, who can sm ile like you; i wish i could sm ile like you. Someone told m e, th at love is a dream , th at grows u n til i t breaks And if i find the love i w ant, i hope it's not a snake. You have a sm ile th a t ceases a ll pain. Share a little corner, so i d o n 't die in vain. A nd th ere's no one, who can sm ile like you; i wish i could sm ile like you. e . s.

Mylessa N ickelson

My m anner of thinking, so you say, cannot be approved. Do you suppose I care? A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a m anner of thinking for others! My m anner of thinking stems straight from m y considered reflections; it holds w ith m y existence, w ith the way I am m ad e. I t is not in m y power to a lte r it; and were it, I'd not do so. This m anner of thinking you find fa u lt w ith is m y sole consolation in life; i t allev iates a ll my sufferings in prison, i t composes a ll m y pleasures in the world outside, it is dearer to m e than life itself. N ot m y m anner of thinking b u t the m anner of thinking of others has b een the source of m y unhappiness. The reasoning m an who scorns the prejudices of sim pletons necessarily becom es the enem y of sim pletons; he m ust expect as m uch, and laugh a t the in e v ita b le .. .I f then, as you te ll m e, they are w illing to restore m y lib erty if I am w illing to pay for it by the sacrifice of m y principles or m y tastes, we m ay b id one another an eternal adieu, for rather than p art w ith those, I would sacrifice a thousand lives and a thousand lib erties, if I had th e m . These principles and these tastes, I am th e ir fan atic adherent; and fanaticism in m e is the product of the persecutions I have endured from my tyrants. T he longer they continue th eir vexations, the deeper they root m y principles in m y h ea rt, and I openly declare th a t no one need ever ta lk to m e of lib erty if it is offered to me only in return for their destruction. The Marquis De S ade, in a le tte r to his wife

oh, th at's a pleasant thought p. w. 42

To m y old friends th a t are now in the s e rv ic e .. .M ark W ., T im C. , Phil V . , S cott P . , and R ick H . I salute you

WALTER SPENCER REPENNING Hum pty Dum pty said w ith a short laugh: "m y Preston, I heard Jazz is n 't dead; i t just

nam e m eans the shape I'm in —and a good hand

sm ells funny. But I also heard th a t Rock

some shape it is, too. W ith a nam e lik e yours,

& R oll is here to stay. W hatever the nam e

you m ight be any shape, a lm o st."

—KICK IT OUT!

Shiprocker sailing free and easy—hearing w hat the Dormouse said . . . .

Steven Sm ith

Rem em ber Country D ay's First Prom ? How in 足 dependent we fe lt when the Student Court won the right of appeal. Going back a little further, w hat a joyous occasion it was when the Court gave us th e right to have long h air. Where are th e innovators responsible for its im p lem en tatio n ? R em em ber fiber足 glass in our arms th a t belonged in the student lounge? On the field and in Burch H all, I can hear th e ghosts of th e J. V. Eagles and Russo's Raiders. Of course, there was th e Country Day N ational G ram m ar Sur足 vey. How strange it is th a t th e M iddle School Student C ouncil once fought so th a t girls could w ear pants in the w inter, W hatever happened to the con fetti dropping device? Why does no one now use th e old clubhouse in th e wash ? Who harbors injuries from Tontazona British Bulldog gam es? W irt was Student Body President, Varsity A th lete-E v ery th in g .. . I felt a surge of pride during his dynam ic farew ell address. Those who were here then w ill never forget the cheerlead er squad under Polly's outstanding leadership. C heerleader suits were m ore revealing then. T hey wore sm all o n e-p iece outfits th a t would invariably fly up over th e ir hips as th ey jum ped. U nfortunately, I was too young to enjoy it. Herb, I want to apologize for stealing your shoe the first day of first grade. It was "an awful thin g to do. An institution designed to design th e minds of the future. A school b u ilt to build the leaders of tomorrow. U ntil now, this has b een the responsibility of the faculty, adm inistration and oursevles. Now, it is solely ours.

D avid M iller Steiner

DEAR

. . . nous ne vivons jam ais, m ais nous espdrons de vivre; e t, nous disposant toujours â&#x20AC;&#x2122;a &tre heureux, il est inev itab le que nous ne le soyons jam ais. Blaise Pascal

Le silence Eternal de ces espaces infinis m 'e ffra ie . Blaise Pascal

Being aware of one's life , one's revolt, one's freedom , and to the m axim um , is living and to the m axim um . A lbert Camus

Le gravitfe est un mystbre du corps invente* pour cah cer les ddfauts de 1' espirt. La Rochefoucauld

Let us go th en , you and I When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table; Let us go, through certain h alf-deserted streets, The m uttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster shells: Streets th at follow like a tedious argum ent Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelm ing q uestion.. . Oh, do not ask, "What is it?" Let us go and m ake our visit. T. S. Eliot

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If you always have a sm ile on your face and joy in your heart, life w ill be a breeze. -T .C .K .

Alison Elizabeth W rigley "LI"

It takes both rain and sun足 shine to m ake a rainbow. -anonym ous

I do; m y thin g and you do your thing I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to m ine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful. -Frederick S. Peris

. . . yet alm ost everyone has som ething uniquely his own to contribute to our liv e s--an d equally im portant, a place in his own life th at perhaps we alone can satisfy. -M arjorie Holmes

For p atie n ce , sincerity, and love, thank you J. R .W . and H. E. W. -P .J.W .

P eter January Wulsin

From her own ashes, The phoenix w ill rise. And le t tomorrow grow From these goodbyes.

THRENOS Beauty, truth, and rarity, Grace in a ll sim plicity, Here enclo s'd in cinders lie . D eath is now th e phoenix' nest And th e tu rtle 's loyal breast To eternity doth rest, Leaving no posterity:'Tw as not th eir infirm ity, It was m arried chastity. Truth m ay seem , but cannot be; Beauty brag, but 'tis not she; Truth and b eauty buried be. To this urn le t those repair T h at are eith er true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer.

-From The Phoenix and the T urtle, by W illiam Shakespeare.

Truth Truth hath so m any faces So good and right in most places But, used as a weapon can torm ent The m ost honorable m an to some extent So think this truth and try to seek Some honest kindness before you speak.

K eith Y avitt

Crisis Exchange If one could only train oneself to escape th e unnecessary 'And som etim es elim in ate the accessory There m ight be a so -c a lle d crisis exchange Between im portant actions and super足 fluous ones which range Between th a t which has m eaning and th a t which has none And then, only th en w ill correct action be accom plished and done.

OK, VI I'M READY. THANKS TO ALL-------

HASTA LUEGO NOT GOOD-BYE LETS MEET AGAIN SOON.

BERG—THANKS TO YOU AND MUCH MORE

"H ey, no one crosses th e fonz!"

"Hands off, ladies"

"How's your love life ? "

"Guess who?"

"I to ld the m an, I d o n 't do proofs. "

"According to m y calculations, when I turn this knob, yirater should flow. "

"C all m e. . .Jim m y . . . 11

"Oh, really!?!"

/ "Go get 'um , Jim m y. " "The results of this experim ent are shocking!"

"12:10 already?" "God w ill get you for th a t, Liza"

"Yes. But your victories w ill n ever be long lasting; th a t's a ll. " R ieux's face darkened. "Yes, I know th a t. But it's no reason for giving up th e struggle. A lbert Camus

Did you ever have a friend th a t you could trust and love w ithout feeling em barassed and did you ever wish you both could stay th a t way always? Cindi Pratt

COME TO BEAUTIFUL STEINGATE C apitol: Daveberg Form of G overnm ent: M ediocracy O fficial Language: Assorted grunts and snorts N ational M otto: Oscula m e corissim a Population: Insufficient w om en Size: 2000 sq. ft. Flag:

PREMIER STEINER

My friends, we always know tomorrow Soon enough becom es today, And brings w ith it joy pain and sorrow W hich soon fades into yesterday How m any of those whom we see on the street Have we ever seen, m aybe known be足 fore? Is it not perm itted to once again m e et And know th em less but love them m ore?

PRESIDENT GATES

Mr. John Q. Knowledge is always right on the spot w henever one of his "friends" seems to be in trouble. Mr. Knowledge speaks high and low about the correct way to handle any situation. He can te ll you the "right" way to d eal w ith any lady, boyfriend, or banker. He seems to be the m an who has it "a ll to足 gether. " The sad part is th at Mr. Knowledge has been divorced tw ice, owes everyone in the world money, and is currently betw een jobs.

Life is a com edy to those who think A tragedy to those who fe e l. -H orace W alpole I fancy m yself as one who thinks But I think th a t I fe e l m ore than I fancy.

Sugar daddies, retriev in g olives, I'm th e face, incoherent stuttering, eel pie, you nerd, room 138, tom m y 603 tim es, stickshift, om igod, oh fuh, Charles nigalippi jack m an , PCDS1 3 e lig ib le bachelors, attack , 10 feet, bopping, getting flustered, roger d a lg la p e /jo e nam ath, wadhurst, burwash, holmeshurts m anor, sussex, shepherd's bush, acton, oh jo lly good, slapping junior m ints across the th e ate r, petey, brillfspp, you b ite , "m ove over, here com es ganter, " sw eeney, charley chaplin, fu t-fa c e , beep b eep , a nose on lges, le t's have a chest or tw o, p eacefu l p erce, "god, m y jaw hurts, " all the TV sets blew up at once, vroom vroom -click click , I'm just the clean in g lady, teen ag e w asteland, hey jam es, "you're looking poorly, dear, " m etronom e, m acdonald lan d cookies, fa t city , golden grahams and birthday cake all over, innit, pointed toes and repulsive com ics, goober-nose, yucky-w ucky, a year of to ta l hysteria, je su s.. . christ, "slam m y locker again and y o u 'll get your face kicked in, " you got it, chucky, you should have ssen your fac e, picking out our honeym oon outÂ fits from the lingerie d e p t,, four on th e floor, K icking Donkey pub, you and m e on th e run. ..w e had some fun.

It's sad when you wake up and find To Li: W hat is a frie n d .. . Someone to laugh w ith, Someone to cry w ith. Someone to ta lk to , Someone who listens. She's always been there And I know she always â&#x20AC;&#x2122;will b e .

th a t a ll those angels and a ll th a t love (that m ade life so exciting and unpredictable) were a ll just part of and innocent dream and dreams are predictable in th at they always

To James: As I look back, I sm ile. W e've had good tim es. As I look forward, I sm ile once m ore. I know w e've got w e've got m ore com ing. Thanks, James

end up being just dreams and not r e a lity .. . .

THANK YOU

FOR BEING A FRIEND

BARB

DEB

FRIENDS BRING US THE SIMPLE THINGS OF LIFE A SMILE - A LAUGH - A LOOK

Mrs. E. The language of friendship is not words, b u t m eanings. -T horeau V a l, W illy, Chris, and Susie-

THANK YOU TO ALL MY FRIENDS

A friend is one who cares, shares, understands, and through everything loves you. P aulIf you have a friend on whom you think you can rely you are a lucky m an. -A lan Price THANKS FOR ALL THE GOOD TIMES!

M uch loveDeb

W ith fond m em ories and deepest respect and affection, I'd like to d ed icate the follow ing to the m em ory of Ellen Keane Flynn.

She had eyes th a t sparkled Shooting life in to your h eart W ith a wink of her eye She could always m ake T h a t pounding start But i t only took one m om en t T o take th a t spark away I c a n 't forget th a t night I '11 have i t w ith m e on M y dying day O h, I miss her so I ju st c a n 't figure out Where she did go O h, I loved her so M y m ind i t still refuses T o le t her g o . . . -F ro m T eenage Q ueen b y R . D erringer

There is no friend like an old friend Who has shared our morning days No greeting like his w elcom e No hom age like his praise. Fam e is the scentless flower With gaudy crown of gold; But friendship is the breathing rose W ith sweets in every fold. -O liver W endall Holm es

Friends double the happiness But w ith them com es some sadness. -U nknown

T rue friends are few and far betw een, You have been one. G ratitude is m y parting gift, T hank you H atshepsut.

A D ASTRA, PER ASPERA

THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT I, M onica Barahona, leav e to John, his great ab ility for injuring fee t, a great "banana", a p la te of m ultiplying chim ichanga and a huge M argarita, a box of peanut b rittle , a "holiday 16", and " m i am or para sie m p re !", to Mrs. O 'D onnell's Spanish Classes, m y a b ility to speak Spanish, to Steve, a slap and "b e tte r you w atch it" for a ll the dirty and b ad Spanish words, and also to Chris for teach in g him , to Susan, m y grapefruit so she can start a d iet, to Barbara, I leave M ike, It's none of your business, Jennie, in the p icn ic ta b le , to M r. Bruning, a great Spanish vocabu lary and a package of gum , and to anyone else, I leav e a lo t of sm iles and happy thoughts. Barbara Baxter leaves to Jennie, a m ailbox full of m ale m a il, a dozen giant eclairs, a duet book, "screw ing around" in G reer, "liv e and le arn ", the sum m er of '75, and a fin al chorus of " T e ll Me A L ie", to M anuel, Gatsby and th e green lig h t, and a sophomore year of m em ories, to Schwiekher, m y adolescent traum as and a thousand thank-yous, to John, three years of friend ship and his e x c e lle n t sense of hum or, to P atti, THE COMPLETE WORKS OF SHAKESPEARE, to Li, our fine taste in m en, to P eter, a m orning library and his own personal physician, to Mr. W ilson, "Barb's dumb" and a book e n title d QUOTES WITH OBSCURE MEANINGS, to Billy, ten bottles of English Leather and some lum py m ilk, to M ylessa, the country of T anzania, pretzel aid , and snide rem arks in Biology, to D iane, years of happiness a t P .C .D . and 3 dozen peanut b u tter cookies, to Chris, a life -tim e subscription to THE AMERICAN JOURNAL OF PEDIATRICS, to Jacques, m y te rrific singing v o ic e , to Seroka, the future Barbara Baxter Science Building, to Debbie Z . , "th e k ey is h ad ", and to Jam es, "G olly Burbra". M ichael Begam, being of sound body, leaves to Steiner, a b o ttle of in cid en t-ray repellent, to Mr. Raym ond, a calcu lato r w ith a handy fo ld -o u t protractor, to T uula, a right sandal, to Gleason, a b rief case full of radioactive te st tubes, to Brit Etzold, a box of razor blades, and to T an cer, w hatever it is he le ft m e . T he funds for the exterm ination of Philistines go to Charles and Jan . T he rest has b e e n stuffed into a m ailbox on Grand A venue somewhere betw een Phoenix and Sim C ity. T im othy Bock leaves to D avid Steiner, his phenom enal A nt Theory, to C athy, the points system and "th a t ro m an tic night w ith p ean u t b u tte r crackers", to Jim , a two pound box of little puppies, to "T he C oach", th e Colorado Rapids, to Ken, a re a l basketball te am and a new last nam e, to Bob W ilson, a skip trip , thanks, and the 1976 editio n of A pplied Physics Com edy, to Steve, K .P . duty and a subway tic k e t to Texas, to the Junior Class, one m illio n dollars (maybe m oney can pull them through), to K eith, crazy w om en from C haparral, to D udley, a new g irl friend and his own car, to D .O .R ., a window in the b io -la b and thanks, to Jennifer, excellen ce, to th e sophomore class, secrecy in th e w ash, to D avid Gates, a new v o ice, his own radio station, and a life tim e supply of p ean u t b u tte r, and to J im Bruning, a pigeon souffle . . . w atch out M cDonald's! I, Mr. Biever Hound, do shovel out m y jiv e . Better you w atch it, Chica M onica. To Taco, I leav e an em p ty treasury and $80 for m iscellaneous expenses, to Jennifer, I leav e a leash for her other h alf and a present to be given a t th e Senior P a rty --fo r both of us, to Scott, m y congrats for m aking it through this one. (Oh w ell, b e tte r lu ck next tim e .) , to Jackson, I leave a ll the jiv e in C olum bia and m y instructions on how to m ake strawberry and banana daquiris, to Mylessa, I leav e th e first, second, th ird . . . , to Mrs. E ., I b eq ueath m y old tennis shoes. (Sorry, I threw out th e c a r p e t.), to COACH H ollandia, the infam ous b icy cle rider, I leave a pair of training w heels, for Mr. Singer and m y A dvanced M ath class, I leave UP2 and does it flow, to D .D ., even if it is Doug, (I d o n 't care), I leav e instructions and a question, "Do you lik e APPLES?" . Finally, I leav e to Jam es Jumbo Lincoln, C arlitos M rk t., North Bank, Spaghetti Company, Jerry Luzinski, The Court House, Robin, Lynn—who IS m arried, b e tte r luck w ith m y tuna, easier nam es for drinks, S u sa n ,—a ll of th em , D r., M r., U ncle, Cousin, A nita A nejo, and a padded diving board at m y house. John Cox, of a t le a st a sound body, leaves to Hound, m em ories of the fam ily, and a m anual of how to have a class party w ithout getting caught, to Chump, his USC a ccep tan ce, his egregious backhand, his proliferating, prolix vocabulary, and his ab ility to charm K .P . to enjoy rum bunnies, to J . H . , m em ories of fam ily night dinners, his Fiat, and his ab ility to p lay pounce, to Lincoln, sore legs from b icy cle riding to K .C .'s house, to G rapefruit, his big lia r, junior, his nitching a b ility , his C am aro, 16, and a ll his love. Cara G anter, being of d em ented m ind and lousy body, leaves a silk shirt, Keith Richards' cheekbones, Happy, and a h ell of a good tim e to little Meliza Jane, an olive and a haystack to Ken and W illy, som ething he keeps losing to Bieve (if he promises to le t m e borrow it), a sm ile and an off-cam pus pass for lunch to Cathy, a recording of "Do you have a pass?" to Jam es, one last cry of "H ey b e rt!" to Susan, a huge sm ile, a hug, and a trip to the river (a w et one, p re ferably) to Chuck, a boring Sem inar on all the boring aspects of acute boredom , a promise to return som eday, and Zippy the Pinhead to Schweik, (who is boring), and fond m em ories of

OF THE SENIOR CLASS Percy and P ete, 30 seconds to nam e th a t tune, and anything else th a t I c a n 't rem em ber (but w o n 't ever forget) to T o o la. D avid Gates leaves to M r. Singer, a new and w orkable com puter, to Phil W rigley, a deck of cards, a new knife and a pick, to M r. W ilson, five unbreakable Giger M uller tubes, to Charles, a th ree thousand dollar FM tuner, to Mrs. Sonderm an, a free dinner for a class of tw enty a t the Seven V eils, to Mr. H oule, a q u iet library, a ll the new books his shelves can hold, and one good L atin student, to the entire school, a new video tap e recorder, and to th e upper school, five hundred good jokes and one re a l D .J . Chris "COACH" H olland leaves to Jam es, an evening hopping around the historical places in tow n, Saturday m orning stage crew , and I still b e t you c a n 't, to D eb, a river trip, a taco , and a night in th e town, to Ken, a to u ch of m y drawing ab ility , som ebody's b rain to exam ine, a ski trip to Purgatory, and some Physics assignm ent sheets, to W illy, a pick and a shovel to repair his skis, a dive off th e "TOWER", chip form an, and sugar b ear, to Herb, a new truck, and a trip to B artlet Lake in it, to th e other Chris, I leave W ednesday lunch a t N .B ., and a lo t of thanks, to M r. R aym ond, one Saturday a t 6 AM, and a special thanks for his help, to the Juniors, a lo t of help coping w ith the other half, and last but not least, I leave to Suzy, Thursdays, Jerrem ia, grunions, a p ig , nothing fixed for a day, 29, and one big CIRCLE. T uula Kaynee leav es to M onica, m y coat w henever you need it, and a in v itation to a w ed ding to M ichael and D avid S ., an autographed picture of m y fe e t, to Steve C . , a w histle, driv ing on th e le ft of th e road, A nejo, "H ey Hound, did you ever find it? " , to John C ., m y last nam e, a life -tim e supply of co n tact lenses, the nam e "Jack the Zipper", and a F iat, to Susan, a certain bus ride hom e, 99D and 2A, com plete m unchies a t Burger King after G and S, ex p eri ences w ith Chand and others, Bobbbbb, "W e'll never see them again, so . . . " , screwing up my hair, "G ee, I lik e your dress b i t ! " , groovy, m an and w ith it . . . w e 'v e had fun. T o K eith, a "p at" on th e back , a duck c a ll and tw o car adventures during w hich I alm ost died, to John G ., a disgusting and repulsive laugh and a few secrets, to Cathy, a box of K leenex, 5, 000 Burger King Crowns, ( a few whoppers on th e side and Kirk), m aking fools out of ourselves, scream ing, A ll b y yourself?, c e rta in announcem ents in morning m eeting, m obiles, Owoooooo, T 'lu la , w hat C ath y ?!, see ya, to C ara, " It soitinly is, O llie . . . H ey S tanley", a tap e of outrageously strong accents, obscene long distance phone calls, certain skits, just barely m aking it to the bathroom , "T een ag e W astelands", a life -tim e subscription to every magazine in R eadm ore's, tw inkies and ding-dongs, "T he S tick", C harlie's House of Fun, Vroom -Vroom and C lick-C lick, Chucky M argolis, Evolution, "H eyyyyy Cara . . . H ey C a ra !" , thanks, to Li, Confucius say, did you see th a t? ? ? , m irrored sunglasses, ta p e -m a n ia , I d o n 't care, but I do . . . help, "Q uick, do a u -ie , forrow d a t c a r ! " , Lunchtim e escapades, he and his shadow, "O h m y God, is th a t who I th in k it is? ", 54th, Dwight, SPIRiT, sunloof, la t skin and la t ju ic e , Wri, have some yogurt, I 'll feed you, and so m an y others . . . Good rye, to M anuel, a cure for your current problem , to D ebbie, I leav e you a rescue w henever you need it, to Jam es, m y inner thoughts and a sm ile. I, Susan Kerrigan, le a v e to C ara, the definition of a bert, and a date w ith Roger D altrey, to T uula, a w hole box of kLeenex, a 40 d cup, a 6ft, blond blue eyes—preferably m ale, to Cathy, 5 boxes of kleen ex , and a lo t of lu c k next year, to Jam es, a w ooden pole a t S .C ., lots of laughs, and a arm ad illo , to V al, a b o ttle of white w ine, Carlos, T aco B ell!, a trip to R ed lands, lots of love, and a thank -y o u , to Deb, Bob the Bumper, one of m y erotic dream s, a Smugglers Inn ju st for you and m e, and a b ig thank-you w ith a bunch of m em ories to com e, to Li, a rain y day, to Brian, Jason, K eith, and Lynnie, a w hole bunch of sm iles, and to Chris, a c ircle, a ta le n t for catching grunions, m y ab ility to cook ham and cheese sandwiches, a pig, lots of love, and a sm ooch w hile driving. I, W illy Korp, leav e to Ken, a b ig fa t b icen ten n ial J . , and the thought th a t h e 'll have to put up w ith m e for a few m ore years, to C oach H ., I leave enough m oney for a new van to go skiing in , to Hound, a d o -it-y o u rself student governm ent, to Mrs. E ., a few more breakfasts 'cause w e 'll probably need th e m , to Jam es, a ta ll sunrise, to a ll m y teachers, thanks for being a friend and som eone to le a rn from, to the rest of the class of '76, a long and happy life, to M r. Wilson, a new set of b e tte r jokes, Thanks a ll for a good tim e . I, D ebbie Latish, hereby b equeath to Mr. Roof, a more efficien t m em ory, and a collection of poem s b y R ichard Brautigan so th a t he m ay le a rn to appreciate fine "poetry", to Mr. Wilson, a book of new jokes and a case of SPAM for nourishm ent, to Mrs. E ., a six pack of beer, a Dodger banner, and a ll the reruns of "Harry O ", to Goo, m em ories of Eastwood, m any late n ight talk s, and a ll the album s I leave behind, to Lynnie, m y sister and A lfred the cat, to Jam es, "lush", a rum and coke to start the night off w ith, I Bet You C a n 't, and wishing he were a b aby dinosaur, to Bieve, a ll the arm adillos in A m arillo, V al's couch, and greetings from Mr. Sm irnoff and U ncle B arcardi, to Chile W illy, the desert, skinny dipping in the jacuzzi, and 1001

old Beatle tunes, to Chris, Susie's refrigerator, "S eagull", and a b o ttle of glue to fix the things you broke, to V al, Redlands, "this is your life , V alerie Sack", ladies from Barstow, Craiggles, an untouched spare tire , it's only a re n ta l, wines and spirits, our first night a t M antikis, after hours, New Y ear's Eve a t Sandy's, C aptain Fuzz, p ain ted devils, peop le-eaters, bye-byes, Rita Jean, and a m illio n m ore m em ories and w ierd nights, to Sooze (Berbra), banned at Sm uggler's Inn, U ncle Jon, the lad ies from Barstow accidents, $5000 w orth of w hat?, T a c o B e ll, take a p ictu re, Carlos, Bob the Bumper, a certain em pty lo t off Lincoln D rive, being popular, playing psychiatrist, th e naked lad y (Mrs. —), C aptain Fuzz, track star, and a ll the other unm ention ables, and last but not least, I b equeath to Paul, "love 'em and leav e 'e m " , a secretary to keep tra c k of appointm ents and to straighten up your desk, stam ina for next year's M odel UN, the spirit of H am den H all, a free night on th e town anytim e you're in Chfcago, and m any thanks for just being around. I, Jam es R . Lincoln, leav e a ll m y thoughts to Sheba, a ll of m y thanks to D .O .R ., and a ll of our m em ories to Hound. Irene H elen M arcarelli leaves to Susan K errigan, the nam es "shortcut" and "La Otra Estrella de Puerto Penasco", to Li W rigley, a new scrapbook and fond m em ories, to T erry Wurts, I leave Udo Keer, Joe D allesandro, a p in t of "w irgin blood", C am elview th eate r, a larger shower, and 0 , 0 , 0 . . . riding crops!, to M r. Raym ond, I leav e a new le a th e r ja c k e t w ith silver studs, and a picture of m e a t the House of Illusions, to Mrs, E ., w h at's le ft of her sanity after 4 years, and a big thanks for putting up w ith m e. I, M eliza Jan e, being of unfit m ind and destitute body, do hereby bequest and bequeath the following: a bag of m enthols, a b ridle for the baby, driving lessons, and anything else of any v alu e to m y seester, to b . j . , I leave the parlor, runs to C ircle K, m em ory lessons, a book on c ric k e t catching, and m y parking space plus a thank-you for keeping aw ay the lonelies, to cara, I leav e K eith's OTHER bones, a box of nasties, and incessant habits (the best ones!), a m ap of Phoenix for th e M .M . routine I leav e to H erbal, to Hound, a pork sausage, a sun-screen to filte r away his shadows plus Flesh Gordon, to P eter, m y dearest and beloved shoulder, a p in striped suit, a red satin bow tie , a room ful of w hite roses, and desert a t M unchies, to Ken, a phone c a ll and b o th sets of his car keys, to W illy, a b e la te d Christmas present, to Debbie L ., Flash and a suit th a t sinks, to Chuck, I leave a keg of b eer, a 5 hour pool gam e, a new locker com bination and affection, to Doug, I leav e dream s, to Bock, a w anted poster, to M anuel, I leav e a serious discussion on Biology and a ll the frog's livers he can stand, to Jennie and Debbie —"th e key is had", and a ll m y beats go to Berbra w ith the w ater and soap to D ebbie, to D .O .R ., I would give m y respectful gratitude for his plays, pudding, and wisdom, to Seroke, a place to m e e t after class, to Mrs. E . , a sincere apology for disturbing her class, and gratefullness because she understands, and to m y b ear, I leav e m y dearest love plus a cheeseburger w ith extra sauce, a strawberry shake, and a sm all frie . And rem em ber, he who laughs last, laughs best, jim m y . . . I, Jeanine P ick rell, being of unsound m ind, leave the following: to the brown fox, I leave a h a t to keep his head from getting any bigger, I leav e Irene to a ll her lovers, Li W rigley to the e lite class, to W alter, I leav e a b o ttle of T equila, a lim e , some salt, two aspirins, and some v ita m in C, I leav e hopes of a future pottery to Kate, good tim es to Jason, thanks to Mrs. Sykes, M r. Schweikher, and Mr. Peirce (plus a bicen ten n ial leisure suit), I leave hopes of a happy childhood to Doug Barton, to Mr. Bruning, I leave a M exico C ity hangover, a red scarf to m atch his red neck and a flam ing purple tic k . W alter Repenning leaves Hound a fruitful fox hunt, his title as Foosball Wizard to Ken, a volum e of Hebrew dwarf jokes to Eva; for Jam es, he leaves tailo red holes in new tennis shoes, to Herb, he leaves his pack of burros, to DeDe, he leaves an 18th birthday kiss, his farm in South A m erica to Evan, to Chris, a steering w heel, and Sooz, a pair of pliers for the nut behind it, to Don, a parking p lace on C entral and the philosophy of D exter W reckenbetter, he leaves V al on stage a t the Roxy, th e L .R .C ., his old NATIONAL LAMPOONS, to Mr. Bruning, the rig h t to arm bears, to Jason, he leaves a five finger bag lunch, to W illy, he leaves a b a ttle w ith the vicious S eaw eedle, to Morris, his Hoover and m aid, nothing for Mylessa because she was always out front of any girl he knew, and fin ally a dozen doughnuts to Jim , T im , K eith, Steve, and D udley in the parking lo t. Steve Sm ith leaves to V em , m y friendship forever, Coco's, a new hairstyle by Sir Don, T exas, and a lo t of thanks, to K eith, a home m ovie of MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL, a 4:35 500, boxing lessons, and an old, restored C orvette, to T im , . . . Kari P ., (sisters are the kind), " a ll th e change in m y pocket", a m idnight swim a t parties, (with or w ith out your agreem ent), an im ita tio n of Groucho M arx, a 3 second chugging contest, a fled nagar, sled cragar, and a fee, 5 years of B .S ,, and of course . . . Texas, to Dudley, a full race Cor v e tte , some insurance, an arco gas station and a credit card, the m ountain house, and D ede, to

Jim O 'C onnor, E llio t road, some m ore tapes for his "Sony", de Charger de Charger de Ram Charger, H arvey's W ineburger, and th e Junior parking lo t, to Jennifer, her "e x c e lle n t", b a th room , nice pool, and the Charlie D aniels' Band, to Carol K ., the T-B ird and C orvette, to Jam es, tw o hubcaps, a spare clutch, a case of Barcardi, and N orth Bank to Cathy, a new car, Ray Korte C hevrolet, and 16 moons from th e "gang", to Coach, ski lessons from m e, to Rob W ., w hite firebirds, $200 w orth of h alf and halfs, M illard, and the best of luck a t the Air Force A cadem y. D avid M iller Steiner, being of sound m ind and body, does hereby bequeath a snakebite kit, b u tterfly net, and a ta c ld e box to M anuel, his m akeshift parking space to Philip, Philip to D .O .R ., th e awesom e leadership duties of th e de-peonization crusade to Charles, Leslie, and Jan, respectively, a le ft sandal to T uula, a coupon good for one b rain drain to Jacques, the te e n reporter's job to th e m ost pro lific underclassm an, AMUN to posterity, and a big thank-you to a ll those teach ers and coaches, past and present, who helped him along the w ay. M anuel T an cer leaves a truckload of silicone, expert instruction in b elly -d an cin g , and m osquito evasion, and a m ethod for eradicating die peons to Bizarre, the A bdul-Sharib stories and the guts to seek b la c k holes to Jam es, his spleen to naja, lepidoptera, and the scombridas, his rock to Charles, sp ecial thanks to Sara, who sm oothed the path, and to a ll his teachers, Sara's parking space to C athy and Cynthia, e t, aux rhinoceros predom inants, il laisse l'o rg u eil de B erenger. Li W rigley leaves to T uula, Hunk Fairways D rive, Mia and G ina, m irrored sunglasses, pepsi rite and yogurt, Ram es, m u k m u k , Confucius say, Tuura and Wri adventures, tennis w ithout a net, forrow d a t c a r!, the truck, "o h no! ?! . . . 4 tim es in a row ?", I d o n 't care, and happiness; to Jam es, p eeled grapes, turkey sandwiches and V ijay, as m any song lyrics as he wants, canahasta, subm arine ladies, and thanks; to Steve, Puff and Cuddles and thanks for listening; to Susan, a ra in y day, le t's go out and change the w orld, and a big sm ile; to Barbara, Mike & Mark, and the sam e opinion of certain people; to Chris, a personalized tic - ta c - to e ; to Phil, the Fonz, a green Porsche, and th e courage to la st 3 more years; to Cox, 10th grade m atching and th at infernal cam era; to M anuel, m em ories of a special year, a trip to Europe, the courage to trav el th e lonely p a th of nonconform ity, roses, and a special thanks; to Beau, 24 hours of homework, an endless supply of chocolate, and good luck; to Lynnie, a sm ile, good luck, and St. Luke's; to K eith, an instruction book for a '76 Cordoba, and w ater balloons; to Irene, a certain scrap book; to John Gleason, th e knowledge th a t anything can happen som eday, and thanks "for the m em o ries"; to Mrs. E . , th e fa c t th a t little boys do grow up, thanks for a lo t of m uch-needed advice, and m y friendship and com pany w henever she m ay need it; to M adam e, annihalation and a person who is on tim e ; to Senor, a c e rtificate proclaim ing him G odForA Day; to Serok, th e m any rulers, e t c . , I have borrowed, C atalina and a sm ile; to D .O .R ., a box of dirt flown from C hicago, a yorkie for a n ato m ical study, and a book on how to co-ordinate colors; to Mr. Roof, a date book to rem in d him w hen he has an appointm ent and thanks for his support; to Bobby, thanks for M iddlebury and the hope th a t he can cope w ithout his 2 favorite harrassers. P eter W ulsin leav es his best wishes to Phoenix Country Day School; his thanks to his teachers and fellow students, and to Faith, not brotherly advice or sagacity, but his love, respect, and th e hope she w ill be happy. K eith leav es Steve S . , a brand new '65 Im pala, 2 inches, a re a l set of muscles, and a w ild rose from Texas; to D udley Bradsheet Hoyt, a full insurance policy, a m ode of transportation, and T raffic Survival School and its lessons learned (How m any m ph was it to get th a t forgotten paper?), to T im , M ichelle, Linda, Carol, D ebbi, N ancy, Cathy, and b etter lu ck next tim e, plus m y driving a b ility against yellow Chevells; to T uula, Jack-in-the-B ox, and courtesy w ater balloons; to Jenifer & C o ., off cam pus, lite ra lly , Excellent, Excellent, to Rob W ., Oregon, a fem ale com panion for S at. night m ovies, and m ountain house parties; to Cathy, 1001 ways to understand guys; to Steve C . and Jam es, 4 easy steps to partying, a house, people, and a little of this and th a t (or a lo t), to Bair, a helping hand; to Richard P . , 50 ways on how not to set off house alarm s; to Chris, skiing lessons from Zrike; to Jim O. and Jason, nothing 'cause I don't know w hat to give 'ya ex cept good luck to you and the rest of P .C .D .S . Ken Zrike leav es to Herb H . , his v ery own psychiatric ward where his patients w on't mind his h elm et, to Coach, a new v a n — but y o u 'll have to take driving lessons, to W alter, Denny G leason's routes to V an Buren and w hatever goes on down there, to J. Gleason, I 'll leave you in the m iddle of H arlem this sum m er if your jokes d o n 't im prove, to Smith, a motorized tricycle w ith m ag w heels, to C oach Seroka, a basketball tea m th a t can m ake practice and a re n 't a bunch of fairies, to Chris, a set of glasses, a NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC front cover, a b etter paying job, and, of course, thanks, to W illy, the enjoym ent of kicking Gleason out of the car, and also, a great tour of "T he C ity ", to Berg, see you this sum m er, and to M ark—m y best!

UPPER SCHOOL

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Becky M arler

Terry Wurts

JUNIOR

CLASS

Patti Reis

Charles Ladlow

John Gleason

R obert Snyder, M itch Obele

Marie deTam ow sky, Sandra Burns

SOPHOMORE CLASS 1. to r. Leslie Davison Jodi Molever Kate Patterson

1. to r. Phil Rosier Tony T ay lor

Jeff Haus. Courtney W hite

Jenifer Crolius

Robert Bell

1. to r. N ick Paris, John C rockett, Jacques de Lisle

1. to r. Vicky Lewis Blair Torrey Trinka McCabe

left: Scott Stevens

right: Marianne Hagstrom

left: Jane H all

right: Jason M itchell

left: Doug Barton

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Betsy Ryan, Jan Lorant

T im M agill

Shannon Bryant, Paralee Obele

M ichael Forrest

Leah Lobel

Stephen M cEachem

Randy Friend

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R O LC A t I PL

H adley Baum

Greg H unter Ginger Irwin

Raym ond G reenlee

Cindy Latish, Todd G ilm ore Pierre deTamowsky

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C athy T an cer, Leah Jacobson

Stephen Gates

George Kokalis

Bart H echtm an, C arol King Greg Haus, Fred Seavers

Mary Lynn D iethrich

ACTIVITIES

top: Jam es Lincoln, 1 to r: K ate Patterson, Jan Lorant, Charles Ladlow, Jason M itchell, president Steve Casselm an, Leah Jacobson, Mr. Bob Wilson, Debra Ziehm, W illy Korp, Mrs. Chris English, Mr. Paul Schw eikher. absent: Mr. D avid Raym ond, Mr. Jim Roof, Mr. Jam es Bruning

ADVISORY BOARD The Advisory Board is this y e a r's form of student governm ent. It is new to the school. It was proposed last y e a r and consists of 9 students and 6 facu lty m em bers. This board takes on the responsibilities of the old Student C ouncil and Student C ourt. The Yearbook wishes you good lu c k !

The C urriculum c o m m ittee: Mr. Singer, Mr. Raym ond, Mrs. Grove, Mr. Roof, Mr. Schweikher, Mr. Schluter, Mrs. Sykes, and Mr. Bruning are the teach ers. T im Olin, Scott Stevens, Jenny M iller, and Debbie Latish are the students.

back: Mr. Roof, Charles Ladlow, Debbie Latish, Debbie Ziehm , Li W rigley, Jennie M iller, Mylessa N ickelson. front: M anuel T ancer, Barbara Baxter

DEAN'S COMMITTEE P.O.P. COMMITTEE 1 to r. Barbara Baxter, M anuel T ancer, Charles Ladlow, Mr. Houle, Kate Patterson, Mr. Bruning, Mr. Singer, Mrs. English

top: Lynn Getz m iddle: Suzy K errigan, Blair Torrey, T rinka M cCabe, T uula K aynee bottom : Ginger Irwin, Rhonda Eichec

CHEER

PURSUIT OF PERSPECTIVES 1976 I t is t h e b e l i e f o f t h e Upper School F a c u l t y t h a t each s t u d e n t shoul d have an o p p o r t u n i t y t o gai n d i f f e r e n t p e r spectives in t h e academic f i e l d . For t h i s reas on, the P u r s u i t o f P e r s p e c t i v e s Program was i n i t i a t e d a t Phoenix Count ry Day School two y e a r s ago. The purpose o f t h i s program m a i n t a i n s t he academic s t a n d a r d s t h a t would be e x p e c t ed t h r o u g h o u t t he y e a r , however, t h e approach is one t h a t o f f e r s t h e s t u d e n t a g r e a t e r independence and a more p r a c t i c a l r e l a t i o n s h i p to his study. The P u r s u i t o f P e r s p e c t i v e s It o ffers:

is a t h r e e - p r o n g e d program.

V o c a t i o n a l S t ud y — t h e s t u d e n t may work and s t udy w i t h a p r o f e s s i o n a l in t h e Phoenix area. T h i s v o c a t i o n a l study may be d i r e c t e d toward b u s i n e s s , l a w, m e d i c i n e , government, or education.

I n n o v a t i v e A c a d e m i c s - - t h e s t u d e n t may choose a campus program t h a t would o f f e r him the c h o i c e o f c u r r i c u l u m t h a t c oul d not be o f f e r e d d u r i n g t h e school y e a r . These courses a r e desi gned from an i n t e r e s t p e r s p e c t i v e as w e l l as an i n t e l l e c t u a l one.

T r a v e l - - t h e s t u d e n t may be engaged in a t r a v e l program thr ough t h e Language Department. The t r a v e l program is o f f e r e d on t h e b a si s o f s t u d e n t i n t e r e s t , and i n c l u d e s t he study o f Spanish and French in an a r e a o f t he w or l d where the s e a r e the n a t i v e language.

The e n t i r e month o f January is devoted t o t h i s program. We b e l i e v e i t t o be a v a l u a b l e one f o r our s t u d e n t s and a nec e s s a r y one f o r t h e development o f f u t u r e c u r r i c u l u m i n novations. S tu de n ts and F a c u l t y have been i n v o l ve d in the o f f e r i n g s and o r g a n i z a t i o n o f t h e P u r s u i t o f P e r s p e c t i v e s .

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Copy editor-L i W rigley

Layout editor-M ylessa Nickelson

YEARBOOK STAFF

John Cox Photography editor

Business M anager-T uula Kaynee

Editor-Janies Lincoln

Magazine Staff, top: Irene M arcarelli, T im Bock, D avid G ates, Susan K errigan, Debbie Latish, Paul V alach, Jaque de Lisle, bottom : JohnG leason, Charles Ladlow, D ebraZ iehm , Advisor Kathy Sonderman.

MAGAZINE As the new editor of IMPRESSIONS, I have trie d to change the form at from previous P .C .D .S . publications. The staff has trie d to capture the impressions of the P .C .D .S . students and facu lty . I hope these changes w ill m ake the m agazine more enjoyable for the students, faculty, and parents. I wish to thank the staff for th eir efforts, the parents and advertisers for th e ir support, and Mrs. Sonderman for h er guidance. W ithout a ll of these people, this p u b licatio n would n o t have been possible. -D ebbie Latish

Debbie Latish-Editor

THE ARTS r

THE CRUCIBLE

top: Chris H olland, T im Bock, bottom : K eith Y avitt, Steve Casselm an, Bill Jones, Billy Baxter, W illy Korp, Steve Sm ith, absent: K en Zrike, M anuel T an cer Scott Stevens, Jam es Lincoln.

OF TODAY

LETTERMAN'S CLUB OF TOMORROW

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ATHLETICS

back row: W illy Korp, John G leason, Rob Snyder, Scott Stevens, Jam es L incoln, D ave G ates, Chris H olland, C ourtney W hite, M anuel T ancer. front row: Steven G ates, M ark T hree Stars, Brian Rose, Greg H aus, Todd G ilm ore, absent: M itch O bele.

SOCCER

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WATER POLO

1 to r: M ike Forrest, Greg Haus, Fred Seavers, M ark T hree Stars, Greg H unter, Jan Lorant, Bill Baxter, Steve Casselm an, Dudley H oyt, K eith Y av itt, Steve S m ith, K en Z rik e, Charles Ludlow, T im Bock, Bill Jones.

1 to r. Mr. Bruning, N ick Paris, Paul V alach, Pierre deTamowsky, John C rockett 1. to r. Brit Etzold, Dudley Hoyt, Charles Ladlow, W illy Korp, Fred Seavers

TRAP AND SKEET

Hound, T im , Ken, M ike, Jam es, Brian, Scott, Nick, Steve, Billy, M ark, Greg

BASKET足 BALL

1. t o r . Tony T aylor, Phil Rosier, C oach, Jim W alker, Jan Lorant, Bart H echtm an.

1. t o r . John Cox, Randy Friend, M anuel T an cer, W illy Korp.

1. to r. front row: Steve Sm ith, Todd G ilm ore, Steven M iller, Fred Seavers, Tony T aylor, James Lincoln, back row: Dudley H oyt, Steve Casselm an, T im Bock, David G ates, Rob Snyder, R ay G reenlee. C oach, Mr. Singer

BASEBALL These are your basic pitches,

and catches,

back 1 to r: Leah Jacobson, Jane H all, M arianne H agstrom , K im er Wadsworth, Laurie W ray, Jenny R and, M arybeth M acFurland. front 1 to r: Ginger Irw in, Cynthia Latish, F elice Weiss, C athy T an cer, Lynn D ietrich.

VOLLEYBALL

top row, 1. to r . : Jane H all, Leah Jacobson, Jennifer Rand, Lori W ray, Anne Steiner, M ary Beth M cFarland, K im m er Wadsworth, Lorri Reynolds, Krista Magnussen. bottom row, 1. to r . : Cindy Latish, Lynne D ietrich, F elicia Weiss, C athy T ancer, Lacy W hite, Cynthia T ancer, Beth M elas.

GIRLS BASKETBALL 75-76

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1 to rt. - Jenny R and, Dede M acFarland, Ginger Irwin, M arianne H agstrom , Lynne D iethrich, Sandra Bums, C ynthia Latish, Laurie W ray, F elicia Weiss, K im er W adsworth, T uula K aynee, C athy Robbins, Leah Jacobson, Lisa Rhind

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1 to r, front row, Charles Ladlow, K eith Y avitt, Steve Sm ith, Jason M itchell, Blair Torrey, Rhonda Eicher, D iane Lorant, T im Bock, M onica Barahona, C athy Tanev. back row, W illy Korp, Bill Baxter, Rob Synder, Brit Etzold, Leah Jacobson.

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MIDDLE SCHOOL

1 to r: D ianna Z iehm , Cynthia T ancer.

1 to r: Steve Louis, John W ainwright.

1 to r: Jenny R and, Liza Nickerson.

1 to r: Faith W alsin, David M iles.

M att G regory, Phil P an's, Don Singer.

Ann Steiner

R enee Stewart

1 to r: Lisa R hind, Joanne Taylor.

R onale Tucker

K im er Wadsworth

1 to r: B illy S c h u lte , S tu a r t F ris c h e .

D avid Erlich

Beth M elas

1 to r: Brian B atastini, M artin De M arzo, Kevin T ucker.

Bill Bohlman

Julia Haus

1 to r: Jeff Weiss, Brent V ierk, Jay O 'Conner, M ike Hard.

1 to r: N atalie Pergeau, E llen Sm ith, Krista Magnusson

1 to r: John Ellinwood, Jonathan M arshall

1 to r: Joe Phillips, Rob LeMarr

1 to r: Ben Brooks, S cott Tarone

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1 to r: Sara M cEachem , Kevin Sack, Sim eon Payne

Julie Brooks

1 to r: M elissa McGarry, Cindy Miles

SIXTH Jerry Day

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1 to r: Jim K eefer, Rusty Jones

Bro. Hayden

GRADE Scott Z im m erm an

1 to r: Sam G ailey, Greg Elliot

1 to r: A n n e tte S m ith , P a ig e B a u m , E ve K o k a lis

Parker Brophy

1 to r: R obert Bernard, John B accaccio, M ichael DeMarzo

1 t o r: G a y D o n a h u e , K a rla E a rn h a rd t

Eddie Shanken

1 to r: Sarah Levitz, Libby Bean

1 to r: J a m e s F rie n d , K e v in B ric k lin

Julia Burgess

1 to r: Karen Kolbe, Becky H aycox, M alcolm Clendenin

1 to r: A n n ie R e is , M in d y P o zo retz, Je n n ife r P o tte r

Ruth Barbey

1 to r: Sharon W echsler, Linda Mason, Julie D aniel

LOWER SCHOOL

t to b: Eric H agstrom , Greg C rane

Chris Gray

Bill Lundis

Kent Stew art

Wes Mason

to to b: Sam M iddlem an, Karen Bean

FIFTH PRADF I I I V J l \ A L/ L

III

1 to r: Jennifer H inchcliffe, John Pritchard

1 to r: W endy Scurr, Jenny Jensen

1 to r: Scott M aling, John T illotson, Jim Anderson top: Bobby Peirce 1 to r: David Shapiro, Steven Shapiro

1 to r: M ark Weiss, Dyann Fisher 1 to r: Pam Flores, Billy C arpenter

1 to r: Sharon Steckler, W ill Kellogg 1 to r: Brett Lanuti, Elizabeth D algleish

1 to r: P atrick Brophy, T im Wray, M ichael Myers

FOURTH GRADE

1 to r: C arm el Long, Kim Rossman

1 to r: Greg Y anochik, Chip Henward

Deborah Fox

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back: 1 to r: Brian Moss, Jessica O 'K elley front 1 to r: Jill Kann, Chris C ham pion

Lester Hirsch

N ick Firestone

I I 1 to r: Tanya Shaw, K atherine Chrisman

1 to r: Ju lie Jensen, A ngie C hristiansen, K athleen M allory

1 to r: Chris Biggs, T am m y, Ziehm

Brent Bartsch

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1 to r: Rob W ithers, Jeff M aling

1 to r: Shannon Gray, P am ela H inchcliffe

THIRD GRADE

1 to r: Jonathan McBride, David Mason

1 to r: Jennifer M ellor John Mason John M arcarelli Danny Lesser

1 to r: P a m e la H in c h c li f f e , R a lp h D a n ie l, R o b e r t L e a c h

T a y lo r B riggs

1 to r: Suzanne Peirce, Wendy Pitre

Joe Hirsch

1 to r: Jennifer Schoeffler, Joshua Levy, Douglas Allsworth

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David K olbe, Bert Getz

Lisa Firestone

1 to r: John Mason Brian Brophy

Karen Pitre

A llison Landis

Scott Bruning

1 to r: A u d ra V in c i, C h u c k S u p e rfo n

SECOND GRADE

1 to r: Stuart G iegling, Kathy R em illong, N atasha Haase

1 t o r: S ta c e y T a r o n e , K risto n L u n d b e rg

1 to r: C a th e r in e O 'K e lle y , A n d re a Boltz

1 to r: C arey Marks, Brooke Sterling

Hurst Dorm an

C y n th ia C le n d e n in , K e v in M u s ic k

1 to r: first row: Steven Scott, Bret Hopper second row Beau Barton, T oni Bifano

R a n d y M ille r

J e n n ife r G rosso

1 to r: T im Phillips, Charlene Hovather Em ily Chrism an

1 to r: Chad R ider, M aggie Roof

FIRST G. T . Knight

Jason Kokalis

GRADE 1 to r: Jim m y Jarko, W illiam Allsworth

1 to r: Sarah Payne, S tacey O 'D onnell

1 to R: Jon Cowen, C atherine Baggot

I S 1 to r: M ark Barnes, Jennifer Mason

C ricket A lexander

Lara Sosnow

Lisa W iskeman

1 to r: John M ilton J ason Schoeffler

M arc Parker

D aniel Donahoe

KINDERGARTEN 1 to r: Lucy Paris M ark Chernoff

1-to r: Sean W hiskeman T roy Phillips

1 to r: Lindsey Christensen K im berly Briggs T ina R izkallah 1 to r: V in cen t M ortel Sean A lexander 1 to r: R obin H inchcliffe Todd Steltzer

ACTIVITIES

1. to r. front row: A nnie R eis, Julie Brooks, A nnette Sm ith, Becky H aycox, Sharon M cCulloch, Bill Bohlman. 1. t o r . m iddle row: Linda Mason, Gay Donahoe, Jenny R and, C athy L aflin, Liza Nickerson, Joanne T aylor, Krista M agnusson, Arthur Luhrs. b ack row: Gordon H ardy, Douglas D algleish, K im er W adsworth, Laurie W ray, David M iles, Mary Beth M acFarland, N atalie Pergeau, Ellen Sm ith, Mrs. Judy Riden.

MIDDLE SCHOOL CHOIR

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This y ear Phoenix Country Day w elcom ed John Levy, a form er graduated student, as poet in residence. W hile attending P. C. D. S. , he activ ely p articip ated in both academ ic and ath le tic programs. In p articu lar, he enjoyed representing Country Day as an undefeated wrestler. A fter his graduation in 1969, he attended Oberlin C ollege in Ohio. It was th ere th a t he refined and extended his appreciation for the literary arts. A fter subsequent tra v e l, he has returned to P. C. D. S. , where he is encouraging,the low er and m iddle school students to create th eir own poetry. He finds pleasure in reading, traveling, attending the th e ate r, and obviously, w riting poetry. A selection of his work follows. The creations of the students them selves appear im m ed iately after.

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A bout Last Night Apology lum bers into the room and begs for足 giveness for not being sonata. You sm ile as if th ere's nothing la m e . Apology forgets ea c h step toward you fe lt clum sy. A pology adm its I fe e l close to w hat I also regret. A pology advances, whispering, cooing. John Levy

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Butterfly how com e you land in m y hair Amy K indergarten

from class collaborated poems: I used to be a W illiam , but now I'm a v alen tin e. first grade

I wish I was a dog so I w o u ldn't have to do m y chores I wish I was a tree so birds could live in m e I used to be a G .1. JOE b u t now I'm a JAWS second grade I wish I was Snoopy so I could dance to the Music on C harlie Brown every year I wish I was Snoopy so I could p lay w ith W oodstock. third grade

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I feel like a book being read. Sue fifth grade I feel like a big sm ile Scott fifth grade

I understand not Things I used to lik e . T hey seem to rot Before m y eyes. A las! I am alone, I care not for The seeds I have sown In life . I wish I still had him My father. Alas! My life w ithout him Is very sad. I used to have One w ith whom to play Now I don't Sadness I display. M alcolm C lendenin sixth grade

Stars are diamonds fallin g motionless in the sky. Stars are splinters of a glass ta b le being swept up on a sheet of black paper. Stars are light bulbs in a socket on the w all turned on by the b lack darkness of th e room . Rob LeMarc seventh grade

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A HORSE A horse is lik e a best friend. You can depend on a horse to help you som etim es. A horse is very affectionate if she trusts you. She is som e-one you can ta lk to for a long tim e . F aith Wulsin eighth grade

From somewhere far away a b eau tifu l sound floated through the air and settled on a branch. Kathy and Karen eighth grade

We used to run and laugh together clim b trees and sing songs ride horses on the mountains and go cam ping on weekends. We did everything together but now it seems as if we c a n 't even ta lk to each other. T here seems to be such a big d if足 ference betw een us now. I try to understand her but it's just not the sam e Renee Stewart eighth grade

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BALLOON MAN Balloon m an whistles w histling eyes aflam e children am ong where from he cam e endless "am our" as if one day He was: in love w ith balloons why? because. *cara

Stay aw hile. A ll right, I w ill, And try to ease th e pain, b u tNot forever; only for aw hile. Only u n til th e sun rises, And th en I must go.

an increasingly suspicious morning lined w ith gray cold clouds attem p ted to swallow me succeeding to pull m e out of bed leaving my dream s to fade into th e pillow . the rain b eat hard against my window musky feelings rose inside I gave in and the day hurried m e off to school continueing to press its fu ll w eight upon me until I was in despair and quite exhausted. closing m y eyes along with the day slowly darkness pulled its shadow over th e light the overpowering night sent m e off to fantansises and m ysteries unknown boggling m y m ind unable to waken u n til his com m and afraid, I 'll face tomorrow Susan

Please, explain it again, how does it feel? Y ou are a ll right, you're sure? No, d o n 't go, w a i t . . . I . . . I d o n 't understand. A ll's w ell th a t ends. W ell, Endings must always com e, And life 's beginning must never end W hile there are endings to b e begun. "In m y end is my b eg in n in g ., . " The door opens hoth ways. Love leaves a sm all opening to see through, And m em ories always rem ain . So begin in your ending. We shall continue in our beginning; And the end of our en d in g -When we finish b eg in n in g -W ill show us tlyPSgpnding is good And a ll's w ell. â&#x20AC;&#x201D;with fond m em ories and love.

The d elicate scent of orange blossoms fills the evening in springtim e. The pansies sm ile at me from the garden's borders. What a bright w elcom e! Yellow butterflies flit to and fro among the flowers, not stopping. Anonymous

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I fe ll in to a pool of blue Upon a p eaco ck 's shining ta ilInto a world of green and gold, With trim of la c e and fa iry -ta le . A crystal dandelion grew And shattered in the first soft breeze; The seeds fe ll b ack into the earth Up in the sky, am ong the treesW ith fingers dainty as th e night She grasped th e sky and h eld it there, A silver Broach on v elv et green, Her olive hands fondling th e air. I woke again and saw th e sky Of shim m ering, powdered egg-shell blue; The trees of brown, th e grass of green. 1 wonder still which world was true. Debra

Aspirations The fragile m oth form ed of dust, Flutters freely in the wind, Seem ingly content to stay Near th e earth in his b rief life. Yet who knows w hat dream s he holdsSparks of thought w ithin his heart, Flashes of hope, alive but a b it, Only to disappear unheard. The m oth flitters quickly In the night sky, and With his last fleetin g breath Dreams to reach th e stars.

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Shadow of Beauty Is there anything more beautiful than the petals of a flower :unfolding ? A blade of grass â&#x20AC;˘â&#x20AC;˘bending (under the w eight of eons : raining) ? A lonesome bird :circling the sky (desolate of fear and pain ) ? Or : a shadow of love on the window sill; where m any loves have lain ? cara

AT ONCE The thing th at is im portant to me now is not: the re a lity of god or angels (i d on't care as long as i can touch th e sky) and not the theory of evolution or some m en ta l p a tie n t's idea of th e future as it stands in his m ind (which by the way is still hung up on the stock m arket crash of 1929 !) or even the scientific explanation (behind) the em ergence of a winged and wonderful wander ing butterfly . . . from an ugly, brown cocoon. No: i dont care if th e w ind moves southeast at 8 .1 0 m iles per hour and the days depend on e le c tric a l power (for a ll i know: there would be no daylight a t all, per say, if am erica turned off a ll its switches :AT ONCE) I w ant just to have the security of knowing, i can b link m y , eyes , tic k le a dan d e足 lio n (touch the sky) and out of jo y start crying.

IF EVER I DIE if ever i die if ever i leave (here) Suddenly! and without warning . . . like a storm; laugh a t my departure giggle at my dem ise. D on't le t the edges of your sm ile droop down ward into despair, inch those quivering edges into a sm ile and d o n 't let it collapse 'cause (when you do) i think i w ill die inside for good. U ntil then, my m ind is still rom ping in grass roots and dandelions and grasping at b u tter足 flies . . . so le t it rem ain at peace sm ile at my still body and know th a t it is happy w ith in. *

FROM A FRIEND

This page is for

MRS. ENGLISH so she can have a ll the room she needs. . .

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It is not th e c ritic who counts; not the m an who points out how the strong m an stum bled, or where the doer of deeds could have done th em better. The cred it belongs to th e m an who is actu ally in th e arena, whose face is m arred by dust and sw eat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and com es short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasm , th e great devotions; who spends him self in a worthy cause, who at best, knows in the end th e trium ph of high ach ievem ent, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails w hile daring greatly, so th a t his p lace shall never be w ith those tim id souls who know neither victory or defeat. Theodore Roosevelt

Congratulations Class of 76 We hope that the end of your high school career and your future, prove to be very successful Val and Willy

Thanks, Tuula for always being th ere to share in the fun- or to just lis te n .. .

Smiles tak e so little and m ean so m u c h .. . Thank-you Mrs. E .— for always knowing w hat to say and for understanding m e ...

Thanks, James for being there when I'v e needed a friend— and for just being y o u .. .

T hank-you Mr. Roof for your inspiration and encouragem ent— and for b elieving in m e . . .

Thanks, M anuel for caring enough to always be there w ith a sm ile and some cheerful pessim ism .

Thanks, Steve for never being too busy to lis te n .. .

Thanks, Peter for a ll your help and for your perpetual, crazy happiness.

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The m om ents we have spent Though brief in tim e A re etern al m em ories

R eflections of thoughts Like a m irror You have inspired m any And I'm one of them A friend in tim e

CHAO

T im e goes by As you sit still

T ake it easy.

A sim ple thought Is never done

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Since I have a m other whose m any interests keep her ex cited and occupied. r r c. T, Since I have a m other . . . ^ , who in teracts w ith so m any people th a t she has a re a l feeling for the w orld. Since I have a m other , , , , L who has always been strong through any period of suffering. Since I have a m other who is a co m p lete person, I have always had a m odel to look up to . And th a t has m ade it easier for m e to develop into an independent w om an. c rÂť i * Schutz c -i. aâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; -Susan Polis

Never le t th e w aters slow down th eir pace I 'l l ride w ith the tid e u n til I find m y p la c e , For those who have h elped me along the way Thanks for sm iling, sharing, guiding, laughing, caring, and being you. Special Thanks to: Chris, D ebbie, T uula, V alerie, W illy, Mark, M onica, Mr. Schweikher, Mrs. English, Mrs. Sonderm an, and Mr. Roof. -Susie

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, , T^ 1 You know how I fe el you listen to how I think ' . 2 , you u n d erstan d .. . ' , ^ OUmey c n -Susan Polis Schutz

. . . Thanks Mom r , for so m u c h .. . I love you. -Li

"At least humans d o n 't stand in the com er and shed th e ir fe a th e rs .. . " c .n .

. .b u t th a t's fe u d a lism !.. . T h at's why it's under FEUDALISM.. . " l . r .

"som ething's w et" "W ell i should hope s o . . . " c . g. "i'm in love again.

s. d . , b . m . , m . n . , e tc .

"Oh, m ylessa, i fo rg o t.. . " b .m .

" DQ EL fA \ D "

"CHRISTOLOGY" "nymphos, bim bos, n im b o s.. . " c . e.

m y lovable teddy bear a lw a y s.. . m ark

"Hey, you wanna injure m y olives?" e .g .

"Even after the departure of the class of '76, there w ill be plenty of nuts on cam pus. "

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Along th e m any roads I have traveled, looking for som ething hard to grasp, som ething I can hold forever, this is w hat I have found in you. N ot in betw een the trees, or underneath the rocks, b u t in you, and I always keep it near inside of m e. Thanks for a ll the love and care you have given m e, for a ll the m em ories I w ill hold, and for all the things th a t we have done together.

To John w ith a ll m y love!

Thanks to a ll m y friends and teachers who have m ade this y ear very special to m e. M onica

GOOD-BYE FOREVER TO THE PIT Many thanks to: Mr. Schwelkher, Mr. Roof and Mrs. Sykes

Jeannine

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Phoenix Country D ay School Class o f 1976 Monica Barahona Espimel Barbara Jane Baxter Michael Clark Begam Timothy Francis Bock Steven James Casselman John C. Cox Cara Lee Ganter David Lee Gates Herbert S. Hamilton Christopher Edward Holland Tuula Lynn Kaynee Susan Barbara Kerrigan Willy R. Korp Deborah Julie Latish James Robert Lincoln Irene Helen Marcarelli Mylessa Linette Nickelson Jeannine Irene Survaunt Pickrell Walter Spencer Repenning Steven Dean Smith David Miller Steiner Manuel Ellis Tancer Alison Elizabeth Wrigley Peter January Wulsin Keith Elliot Yavitt Kenneth L. Zrike

Phoenix Country D ay School W ELCOM ES YO U TO T H E C O M M E N C E M E N T E X E R C IS E S FOR T H E C L A SS OF 1976

M A Y 28, 1976

8:00 P.M.

Program Processional:

“Trumpet Tune in D Major” by Purcell

Invocation:

Mr. David O. Raymond Chairman of the Science Department

Greetings:

Mr. Bert A. Getz President of the Board of Trustees

Introduction:

Mr. Robert W. Peirce, Jr. Headmaster

Commencement Address:

The Honorable Sandra D. O’Connor Superior Court Judge

Awarding of Diplomas to the Class of 1976:

Mr. Raymond Mr. Getz Mr. Peirce

Benediction:

Mr. James C. Roof Dean of Upper School

Recessional:

“Pilgrims Chorus” by Wagner ☆

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A reception in honor of the Graduating Class will be held immedi ately after the ceremony. Will the audience please remain in their places until the Recessional music has ended. ☆

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Ruth A. Grove, Organist