1968
SENIOR WILLS
TAKEN FROM THE
CAMPUS CRIER - SENIOR EDITION
JUNE 3, 1968

I Sam Almer, being of sound mind and active body leave my car keys to Chuck marsh and my recipes for very delicious beverages to Kevin Sachs along with my little red book.

I Mary Buenrostro, being of spastic mind and superfluous body, do hereby bequeath the Sr. Lawn to the Dept. of Water Resources; the cafeteria to the class of 2163; 18 bottles of Excedrin to Dr. Collins and all my tuna fish sandwiches to Mr. Fox.

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I Holly Hudson, being of demolished mind and everything else that's demolished to hereby gratefully bequeath all the problems, gripes and groans that I brought to Student Counsel this year to those who will have the same problems next year. To Miss McCartney I will my false eyelashes. To Mr. Beckman my Cordova High School I.D. card and most of all I bequeath the great experience of trying to keep the underclassmen off the senior lawn to the seniors next year. Have fun. You deserve it.

I Priscilla Carmen, being of indescribable body, unemployable mind to hereby give, bequeath and bestow upon the underclassmen, all the joys, happiness and sorrows of my senior year so that you may have more than your share of them.

I Krut Arico, being of highly changed mind and Misused body, do bequeath the following: to the juniors - the Cordova plan. To Fred - the F.C.C…. For all the teachers, new methods of teaching. For Mr. Collins, all the students he can possibly use as test animals. To a lot of junior girls - the junior boys. To Mr. Massey an honest job where he will work. And finally, to the school - itself.

I Carl Swain, being of dirty mind and clean body, hereby will a three year supply of sugar crisps to Mr. Adams with the hope that he doesn't drown in it. A wig for Mr. Reese's bald girlfriend, my 160 to Barbara Felts, my broken circuit tester to Mr. Cavallo, an immense conglomeration of literary masterpieces to Dr. Collins to replace all those pilfered this year. My ability to go to school to Ron Choate, my brains to the needy Eric Wallis, my ability to make people feel good to Mike Patriarca, my Goodyear's to Ed Wheeler, and all the beer Herr Reynolds can get his mouth on.

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I Debi Green, being of exhausted mind and body do hereby bequeath to Karen Rainey my shin splints, to Mike Coleman I will my old dilapidated shaker pom poms, to Joy McElwee my pretty red songleading sneakers, to Jim Klier, a portrait of Mr. Beckman and to Mr. Fox I will my permanent front row seat with love. To my brother Skip, give the use of the car for 24 hours a day (haha) and to Craig Lloyd and Bob Smith I will out Saturday night tokes. To next years songleaders I will our first place trophy from Fresno competition. To the underclassmen I will plenty of luck in your attempts to exceed the quality and the spirit of the class of '68.

I Ann Hughes, being of unquestionably sound mind and undoubtedly decrepit body do hereby bequeath the Senior Lawn to the ducks from the Rec Center, my absent mindedness to Mr. Anderson (who really doesn't need it) and American Government to all you saps who are going to be Seniors next year.

I Cyndy Broussard, being of deteriorated mind and out a sight bod (I hope someday) do hereby will to Laura Cook (ol' cavern mouth) my super boisterous larynx (which she really doesn't need), my over abundant school spirit (black power) and my luck with guys (what luck).

I Terri Pitta, being of Crazed mind and abnormal bod, do hereby will and bequeath all left over rum soaked cigars to Joy McElwee, to Eva Lee Henderson the ability to laugh at anything and everything, to Paige Rawstrom my eyelashes, three years to Jeff Schults, my moody disposition to Nancy Cyfers, to Karen Rainey my foolish athletic ability, to Pat Lucky my bruises, the senior lawn to the seagulls, and to my sister Deb, the trouble, disgust and fun that awaits her at Cordova.

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I Katie Batie, being of perplexed mind and mediocre bod do hereby will and bequeath to next years cheerleaders my U.S. Keds tennis shoe tags for Fresno, to Michelle Pilpovich a strong stamina and the ability to make final decisions (you'll need it), to Mr. Ishmael the lining from my trench coat for his horses' blanket, to Joy McElwee an orthodontist who won't lie (how many more months Joy?), to Mr. Collins a new adjective for the overused word dynamic to describe all our scintillating themes, and to the student body, luck in hopes they make the most of what they have.

I Scott Slotterbeck, being of corrupted mind and body, do hereby will my little sister, Lisa, to the Junior boys, the senior lawn to the swimming team, my clean mind to Bill Hirsch, and the Starkist tuna factory to Mr. Fox.

I Larry Smathers, bring of superb mind and outstanding body, do hereby will the class of '69 the senior lawn and senior area, our dearly beloved Mr. Fox and anything else they can lie, cheat and steal to get. I also will all my "Senior Spirit" to Ann, Jeannie, Marta, Sue, and Marilyn. To keep forever. Everything else I want for myself. Good bye everybody!

I Lynn LeFevre, being of deranged mind and retarded body, do hereby bequeath the following possessions to the following persons: Padding for the wells of the C.H.S. library. To Mrs. Stone, the $50 of glassware I've broken in vain; to Mr. Pierce (Folsom) a can of high gloss wax; to Lawson Legate, my evil mind; to Neal Carroll a joke book; to Jackie Winkler, my ability to narf all tests and labs; to Mr. Collins my stage III papers for the completion of your master's (complete with annotated bibliography and footnotes) To Mrs. Smithson, to Mr. Yost, the math department in hopes that you get mad at them after completing your portable -H- bomb; a vacation from me. (until homecoming)

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We Donna Shackelford and Linda Pierce, being of one-track minds and weird bods will to Sherry pierce, the ability to make head Varsity cheerleader in her Senior Year. To Brenda Patriarca the ability to captivate all the men. To Mike Novak the continuing ability to fit right in at all our slumber parties.

I Sheryl Kramer, being of sound mind and ? body, do hereby will all my love forever to my fiancée John Rodriguez. My great love of cycle riding to Vicki Yaskevitch. My ability to ride and handle horses to Karen Drause and my nickname "sexy" to Debbie Talbot.

I Kent (Ralf) Miller, being of sound mind and body, bequeath to Mr. Dwelley an electronics my amplifier circuit. May your alpha be greater than unitary. I also bequeath to Mr. Yost, a battery in which voltage flows from positive to negative so he may further confuse electronics students. To Rich Bohrer I give Morgul the Friendly Dralb, to Steve Tevlin, 4,000 lbs of sauerkraut, to "Juniors" I name thee "Seniors" and finally, to all Juniors becoming Seniors, I bequeath American Government. And to Mr. Fox, a pain.

I Michael Gerard Pagani being of some unbelievable type of mind, will my little brother John Gerard Pagani, my mouthpiece for tennis and those unforgettable words, "can you imagine John Pagai right?" I also will William "Ruth" Hirsch and Douglas "Pauline" Leber some tennis lessons.

I Neal Sparks, of sound unquestionable mind, leave the class of '69 the ability to make their own floats without the "help of their momas and papas".

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I Patricia Cartier, being of sound mind (I wonder) and body, (I wish), do bequeath ALL the following people: Margaret Elliot-Tiny Tim and a lot of luck. Cyn Broussard- Rich M. and better track team. Kathy Bailey -Jim (watch that gun) the track team (catch 'em if you can). Jackie Champ - C.O.D. (mail with care) Sher and John - all the luck in the world. Coach Massey - all the luck and love from your trackettes. Mr. Hanson - a voice (have fun). Forrest H. - your brother's cross bar. Larry B. - a new set of tires. Lily O. - what's left of P.E.

We Rosette Sommers and Joan Humphrey, will to the class of '70, all of the senior privileges as the class of '69 already had them.

I Joe Orcutt, being of weird mind and worn-out body, do hereby will fast speed to Chevy owners and the rest to Marsha.