VOL. XVII, NO. 14

To the School

I, Therese Plas, will my disorganized notebook to the floors of Maine West because that's where it seemed most comfortable anyway.

I, Brian Plant, being of sound mind and unsound body, do will my beard to the "Spirit of Maine West" statue because it needs something to spice it up!

I, Gale Genzen, will to the school my lost snoozie.

I, Thomas Bouris, will to the school my ghost which will roam these halls forever! (without a pass)

I, Kathy Nohelty, will to the school all my exciting, fun, intriguing, and happiest days spent at Maine West.

I, Denise Madej, will all my detentions, suspensions, tardy slips, green slips, and especially my gym zoot suit to "thee," Maine West.

I, Martin Lombardo, will my excellent training in cooking and my good taste in fine foods to the Maine West cafeteria.

I, Carrie Mack, will to Maine West the unwritten on john stalls.

I, Mark Krieschen, will to the school all my college brochures and pamphlets.

I, Jill Bober, will to the school another rowdy 5A lunch period.

I, Debra Zaret, will to my school a bit of relief as I leave.

I, Loretta Nuesslein, will to the school my dean's slips from study halls.

To Teachers

I, Gail Zarnecki, will to Mr. Mietzner all the silence in homeroom that he didn't hear.

I, Russ Williams, will to Miss Mularkey all of the math tests I flunked this year.

I, Mark Shekerjian, will to Mr. Magnusson a spot in next year's English as a second language class "irregardless of prior commitments?"

I, Rose Schulz, will to the wonderful Ski Club sponsors (Messrs. Osborne, Ambrose, and Soucek) better luck with next year's officers than they had with us.

I, Beth Niemann, will all my detentions for late arrival to Mr. Bailey.

I, Jackie Marx, will to Mrs. Milam a new loud‑mouthed freshman to take my place in Aquiana.

I, Sara Kunesch, will to Mr. Meitzner all my art projects I never finished freshman and sophomore years.

I, Jane Krausers, will to Mr. Soucek a flashlight for his Friday night patrol down on Campground Road.

I, Curt Sellke, will my growing pills to Miss Nickelson!

I, Ingrid Van Roeyen, will to the Driver Education Department a bottle of aspirin to be able to cope with their new students.

I, Missy Leer, will to Mr. Olivier a new pair of glasses.

I, Tom Schwingbeck, will a good bottle of brandy to Mr. Varges and his companions in the Music Department.

I, Bill Dingess, will my saxophone to Mr. Magnusson.

I, Vickie Couillard, will to Mrs. Fitts all my old hall passes from her that are supposed to go to study hall, but are in my purse.

I, Dan Pocius, will to Mr. Stenoien next year's A.P. Chemistry class.

I, Mark Lindahl, will to Miss Basenbach 500 lbs. of Purina Duck Chow to feed the mallards on the Des Plaines River.

I, Clarence Falstad, will to Mr. Frey all the uncompleted homework I will finish over the summer.

I, Joan Delaet, will to Mr. Swearingen all the cramps in my hand from writing weekly essays which never get corrected anyway.

I, Bill Danielson, will my homeroom teacher to anyone who wants to be tardy every day.

I, Scott Chapman, will a can of black shoe polish to Mr. Hoag.

I, Kenneth Bruderle, will to Mrs. Reed, a whole year's supply of good excuses for being late.

I, Anne Lawlor, will to Mr. Nugent the "Wing Ding" of the year award.

I, Steve Johnson, will to Mr. Nugent the $3 worth of chicken that we took from him at Braidwood.

I, Rick Opfer, will my broken skis to Mr. Soucek.

I, Michelle Bitter, will to Mrs. Kerby the yards of steno paper I've used.

I, Cindy Curtis, will a different name to Mr. Curtis because I'm sick of people thinking he's my father.

I, Mary Larson, will to Mrs. Miller a new freshmen homeroom, who will be in their desks every day at 8a.m.

I, Sue Bowersox, will a season pass to all Ball State University swimming and volleyball meets to Miss Tipton.

I, Alexander Stagg, leave to Mr. Herring 300 packages of red licorice and a slip‑on finger eraser for his chalkboard.

I, Cookie Eldredge, hereby will to Mr. Quinn (history teacher) my attendance record from last year and some of my hair.

I, Peggy Eubanks, will to Miss Engen my detention slips. Look out, Miss Engen! Look out, world!

I, Katie Carlin, will to Miss Watson Al Kasehzer from Foods II class.

I, Thomas Klein, will Miss Basenbach on Pete Perez or English IV W.

I, Renee Engels, will to Mrs. Reed one good, used 'Cheerio" stick and Earl to go with it. I will to Miss Rupp all my diaries.

I, Maggie Prybil, will to Mr. Barnes all my comprehensive notes from history class. I will to Mr. Murdy all my remaining "What would you do?" from the workbook that everyone loved to do so much.

I, Cindy Henkle, will to Mr. Howdle all my worksheets which I worked so hard on.

I, Sandy Angel, will all my newspapers to Mr. Quinn.

I, Frank Collins, will to Mr. Hoag, a lifetime supply of Grecian Formula 16 to keep his hair from turning green.

I, Cheri Fulcher, will my intelligent mind to Mr. Nugent and his rock collection.

I, Karen Hill, will to Mrs. Elliot all my pink slips from S-201 to line her bathroom walls with.

I, Sue Ritchie, will all my cigarette butts and ashes in C‑wing john to all the teachers who think they can outwit the students.

I, Jan Veit, will all my behavior reports for clowning around in study hall to Miss Jones.

I, Lorie Coyne, will to Mr. Callen a stuffed Julie Davis so he can get the thrill of marking her absent after looking right at her. I will to Mrs. Milam 50 new tennis rackets and balls. I will to Mr. Breitzke 20 phones in his office that always ring simultaneously.

I, Golfo Tsitsos, will a free dinner to Dr. Ladd.

I, Carol Rossberger, will to Miss Basenbach all of my theme corections (corrections).

I, Sue Ladendorf, will to Mr. Edstrom a year's supply of Hail's Mentholyptus for his "chalkboard" cough.

I, Yvonne Kupeck, will to Mr. Smith all my report cards from the last four years that I never brought back.

I, Mark Gibson, will to Mr. Murdy my marketing books.

I, Mike Donohue, will my old gym shoes to Mr. Jurinek.

To the Students

I, Arvid Casler, will to all who need them - "How to do" books in broken drumstricks, cracked heads, spelling, and how to look innocent while you're really not.

I, Chris Detzner, will to all the remaining juniors in Concert Choir, Mr. Lord's orange shoes with those nifty tassels.

I, Susan Schmidt, will to students the courage to complete all four years of high school.

I, Nancy Dopp, will to all those who take C.C. next year, the half‑built, out‑of‑tune piano, with no place to sit.

I, Julie Struck, will to all girl students all the time I didn't have enough time to dress after gym.

I, Nora Felde, will to all the new Junior Leaders my leader notebook which I never used.

I, Judy Haman, will to incoming freshmen, Mr. Lawyer, a most original homeroom teacher.

I, Linda Mertes, will to Richard Harz all of my love and respect.

I, Jill Tookey, will to Judy Henry my homeroom teacher, Mr. Mendralla, because she loves him so much.

I, Margaret Zahalan, will to all Ms. Rupp's future students my trusty Spanish dictionary.

I, Michele Van Vleet, will to Cathy Curtis all of Mr. Vaupel's funny and witty jokes.

I, Connie Hrbacek, will to Petra and Marianne two more years with the "crew‑cut kid."

I, Anne Maurice, will my beautiful French accent to all the people from Maine West who have the "strange" Chicago occult.

I, Dawn Peterson, will to Patti Molitor, 500 gallons of orange juice to drink every day ninth period next year before practice.

I, Helen Pappas, will to Bonnie Moore all the pencils, pens, erasers, and counter frontage that is left after home planning class.