TH E P I N G R Y S C H O O L , M A R T I N S V I L L E , N. J.
Dear Katie,
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 14,1984
To the Son and the Holy Spirit,
I’ll always want you! Dave * * * Dear Eddy and Rony
You’re the best friends a father could have—we’ve had so many good times—especially all those birthday parties 9th Ave? South St. Seaport — the Working women!
Can I have my 3 dollars back? I’m hungry. * * #
Love and Spam, the father *
K. K. *
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Dear Ger— Happy birthday—see you at the polls! Can you beat that—3 million $ for those legs?!? All she was able to catch with them, was a ranger from Maine! How was Kansas? I must say, the chili-burgers here in NY are really going down-hill! I think, maybe pink champagne is more my style—then again, maybe I’ll stick to Gianni’s and Beaucoup’s! Well, I’m off to Fortunoffs—and you? HVD! With Love, Shatzi * *
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Dear Betty, You really must wisen up as far as your love life is concerned! Attacking toucans, medieval weapons, Long Island embraces, and spam, somehow do not fulfill my idea of the Meaning of Life! Go for people with normal names— (like John, or maybe Smith!); don’t search for love—it’ll come your way soon enough! In the mean time, will you come back to me? You’re my woman and always will be. I promise to love, cherish, belong to you, and keep your dentist bill low— Your Lauren * * * To my dear co-writer and our heathen friend, What would I do without you? You boost my ego, (not too hard!), you understand and support me, you laugh and cry with me. Life here would be unthinkable without the trinity—not as abstract maybe, but very little fun. Thanks for always being there. I Love you— Love, Your Viscious “Dear” * * * Dear Bert and Rock, Yaw squishin’yaw sista! Declare it. Sub City. I’ll be Kenny. Love, Twistee
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Dear Paula,
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Ron and Nancy * * * To the “after 10” grouch—
Lighting designer to share a persona workout—toucan optional, should be able to discuss the meaning of life (42) and medieval weapons, monty python a necessity — mummy is working on it. meet me in the LIRR station — love (sort of) NJ cutie * * *
When SH or Spr. calls, your crankiness is adamant, But that simple call from a New York redhead makes you pant— “What, Mass, again???—I just don’t believe this smut!” but don’t worry—after all, you are his favorite closet— ! I love ya’ 10:15 * * *
Roses are red Violets are blue you are a fwoozie platypoose and I love you. * * *
9-J,
whistling tea, sunny nazi,s falling planes poached eggs and Marlboro red lockers, Lauren— shm . . . . , What do you call a 500 lb. B? continuing movie, am amazing rum ball maker I on to a book, a video and a radio couldn’t do without! through all show those plays, thrilling history The Birds, classes, and those New York Fresh Start bottles, adventures—you’ve made train bathroom stories, everything special! Best of luck Roy’s & the long walk (which with the “new edition” (AvW) calls for a rest in the garden) rooftop ventures, Love always, Loki parental problems, * * * sappy fingers, brackets, baby carriages, and growing up. Schatz and Pauli— know I love you K. was just a fling—hope you’re when it goes unsaid—all we’ve still ma women! shared and done together (bad and good—mostly bad) * * * will never be forgotten it’s all on film. Matteo, Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, If you were an inch taller, I’d go out with you.
Dear Mr. Whit,
Matilde *
Love, your partner in crime, Mops * * *
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To the amazing one in the first period P.E. class, Too bad you are a freshman * * *
You are a great orchestra leader. And you’re right, photosynthesis is a beautiful process. Happy Valentine’s Day. Three members of the band *
Robyn,
Dear Dave,
Tell me more, I promise 111 laugh.
Am I the only one? Mag *
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Will you always be our valentine? We will always be your’s. With Love, Your girls, Michaela and Janine * * *
Charlie splash in the office. Hello Kitty. Okay.. Lunch dates, etc. Franks for everything..
Donna, Keep flipping those straws. “Do you have a freind?”
Marilyn— Living in the 4th dimension— leopard socks and lots of camoflage (or orange?) Role reversals—would it be a bit forward if. . . Thanks for always being there and getting me through all those Spam-less days. Trinity — Trinity alliance will have to be extended— payment for the techies. You’ve been the greatest— Lots of love always, Betty * * *
Love, Herpes * *
In all my years I never could have found a better paper advisor, teacher, or friend. Anyone who ever knows you should feel very lucky. I certainly do. Love, L. W. (your clone)
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Thanx for listening to Real Music.
John, Dreams are lined with silver. My thoughts are filled of you. Love, Chelle * *
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Martha,
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And thus the diving is concluded. * * * Paranoid, Hello? Hello? Shard. My side isn’t getting hot. Know anyone who can break a glass well? *
Dear Mrs. Lionetti,
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Dear Daddy,
To Bubbles and Beardsley, Sweet dreams are made of this . . . . you’re over the (silver) rainbow. Stay happy—you’re loved! ♦ * *
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Roses are red Violets are blue If I had money I’d take you to the Caribbean too. Signed, *anonymus and co.* P.S. Never mind the Do Not Disturb sign. We’re done.
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Doc— Will you be my FRIEND? * * * Miss Duh ”81— Who gets the ’83 title? Let’s have a contest—wow, 55mm arc lights ahh . . . no, I just walk into walls . . . Line 25 all the way! * * * Dear Alex, Cum on, Elon ace, I know you can do it! Thanks for working so hard! Front Row, Period 2
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