VOL. XXIV, NO. 9

I, Steve Karr, will to Nancy Uhnavy my official captain video space cadet helmet.

I, Dale Kisten, will to the AP calculus classes the ability to figure out my earned run average.

I, Dean Kariotakis, will to the lucky Accounting II student the seat in the back of the room also advice to Accounting II students; buy Tradewinds Practice set, not Custom Auto.

We, Dale Kisten and Ted Kahn, will to Randy Kleka and Cathy Ruud two swivel chairs, all our zanny jokes, and an encyclopedia of purple cutdowns.

I, Colleen Kott, will to next year's Concert Choir a good year that will be even better than this one.

I, George Kotsiopoulas, will the gym shirt Karl Anderson lost two years ago, which I managed to find (and use) hack to Karl Anderson.

I, Michael Kratochvil, will Tim Lund some not hot programs, and swim team the wonderful innovative workouts (starting with 1,000 yards warm‑ups).

I, Karla Kruppa, will Wally Kruppa my computer disc. Do whatever you want with it, just don't give it back to me.

I, Michelle Liberatore, will to Mr. Silkowski my English book, for all the assignments I promised to have done between homeroom and fifth period and to his future 4W classes I will one million scan‑trons for future grammer tests.

I, Doreen Ligue, will all my "brilliant" ideas to Art Club. To Debbie Schoene the best of luck with Keith and to Sherrie Jorganson, better luck next time with Tom.

I, Lisa Lordo, will all my art supplies and all my former paintings to Lynn Larson.

I, Dan Maczko, will to Chris Couch my Hawaiian gym shoes.

I, Dan Manusos, will my car to the junk yard on behalf of Mr. Bianco.

I, Lori Malina, will to the next concert band librarian, the strength, courage, and time to do the job, and to Shelly and Shaum I leave my parking space.

I, Sherry Marshall, will Mr. Silkowski and the future English AP classes my copy of Madame Bovary and various other novels.

I, Ron Maxwell, will white Nike's (high tops) to all underclassmen.

I, Kathy McAlery, will a pair of four year old Brooks and a lot of good luck to the cross country and track teams of the future.

I, Bob McCormick, will my fabulous body, charm and car to the junior class ...they obviously need it.

I, Megan McGuire, will all the books I never finished in Mr. Silkowski's AP English class including McTeague, Macbeth, and of course Wuthering Heights to Janet McCullough.

I, Joe Metz, will to next year's Calculus class my How to Smurf Your Way Through Differential Equations book, and to Brownie, another All American track relay team.

I, Sharon Miller, will all my excuses for not being in class to Arlene Jorg.

I, Christine Mizzi, will Ranier Hockingbird my Adam Ant buttons; Ms. Kenyon my lip cookie cutter; and Mr. Manusos my little brother for at least the next four years.

I, Melinda Moore, will to the 83-84 cheerleading squad all the patience in the world and all the fun from practices, games, parties, and camp. And to M.M., C.S., D.S., and P.S., an endless supply of ice cubes.

I, Paul Murphy, will to Carp or Mr. Stolz my job at Walgreens.

I, Lisa Nalker, will Jim Brancato the patience to put up with one more year of school.

I, Mary Namowicz, will to Miss Hays a student to create difficulties on the word processor next year, and someone to handle all your weird jobs that Jackie and I did on in‑school assignments!!!

I, Robin Natzke, will to Cherie my leader whistle so that she can have a good time with her future P.E. classes.

I, John Nero, will my outstanding grades in mathematics over the years to all my favorite Freshmen.

I, Julie Omland, will my sister love and good times for her stay at Maine West, and a warning to everybody at Maine West: LOOK OUT for my sister.

I, Bob Page, will all of music to Mr. Mag, all the crew hours I never worked on to Bill Walters. Most of all, to all my friends I will this school!

I, Diane Panarale, will to Mr. Blade's new freshmen homeroom a four year supply of ear plugs.

I, Pretti Parikh, will to Laurie all the fascinating novels (with the Cliff notes) that she will read in English 4AP, my constitution test study guides and the poster in my room.

I, Anne Partridge, will to Jeanine Seitz all the luck and happiness in the world with my brother, Harry. She'll need it!!

I, Tony Paul, will Anne Partridge all of my worldly problems.

I, Renee Pauwla, will Vicki and Marla all the speakers they fix and all the ants they can use; to my gym class my old gym shoes; and to Bill all my extra credits.

I, Judith Proctor, will a Liberace big‑note song book to Mr. Magnusson so he can learn to play the piano better, and to Concert Choir and Choraliers the great memories we've had.

I, Bill Ramsay, will to all the upcoming varsity soccer players all the running that Dave (Mr. Winter) put us through.

We, Tina Randall and Krista Roehrig, will to all next year's varsity girls tennis team members all the long and brutal practices, our worn out tennis shoes, beat up rackets, the vans with no gas or shocks, meets with New Trier, and our coach!

I, Steve Riportella, will my little brother, Paul, to all the girls at Maine West.

I, Duane Roehrig, will all of my government homework‑to my favorite cousin in this school, also my only cousin, Kelly Fiarito.

I, Teresa Sajdah, will ten pounds of gum to Bryon Nischke and his memorable question "do you have any gum?" to a hall of fame.

I, Chuck Salerno, will to Harvey Foster all the apologies to be had so that nobody on next years' football team will feel left out.

I, Dianna Sanchez, will Michelle Hoagland (Jones) my parking space in B.F. country, and our famous phrases if you can't take a joke and "me no sabe nada."

I, Diane Schroeder, will to Bill Arnold all my excuses for being in the hall, and to Lou a new book of jokes.

I, Leslie Schultz, will to Cliff and Jessica all the fun I had. To Sue Scott, best friends forever. To the Mudville Gang, more parties, and to Zenio my everlasting love.

I, Steve Schummer, will my hunting knife to Scott Schlitz who may need it someday, and all the useless pads of paper to Michele Kleinwald, who knows what I'm talking about.

I, Dan Schwartz, will Rich Boza my jersey for next year in case he forgets his own again.

I, Sue Scott, will all the good luck in the world to Roy Delean, and Carlos Ramirez.

I, Wendy Sejud, will my amazing volleyball skills to Lisa Parla, Kathy Proper, and Lisa Schaut, and to Mr. Graef, a book of 1001 jokes.

I, Ray Shelton, will Mr. Walker my most valuable possession, "Harold," and Mr. Smith my dynamic personality which has won me many friends over the years.

I, Dan Sigman, will my kneecaps to Al Carstens, and the tradition of chili‑parties to the Junior class.

I, Tony Solarz, will my brother, Dave, a social life.

I, Eva Soltykiewicz, will Mr. Freeman a book on "How to Model."

I, Dan Samborski, will Debbie Samborski my physics teacher, Mr. Bergdolt, so that she will have the same experiences that I did.

I, Steve Spanola, will Rich Teirney, Amy, Rhonda, and Cheryll.

I, Elizabeth Spielman, will to Ms. Tipton the seven badminton rackets I broke as a result of my bad temper and the other three that were not my fault.

I, Nanette Spina, will Lynn Mueller all my excuses for being late to Pom Pon practice, for wearing the wrong uniforms, and foregetting the routines.

I, Bob Stern, will all my unfinished homework, all of my teachers, and good times to all underclassmen.

I, Mark Studtmann, will Jim Koziol a full tank of gas and my parking spot.

I, Pete Szwed, will my copy of The Ballpark Chemist's Manual of Approximate Chemistry to next year's AP chemistry class. May the guess be with you.

I, Marc terHorst, will the Nova, and two more years of high school to my brother.

I, Debbie Weber, will to the incoming freshmen the little chairs you have to sit on in C105 during homeroom.

I, John J. Weber, will all my extra pens and paper to Judy McArdle so she can write John K. every day.

I, Brian Weder, will my gym shoes to Rob Olsen and the rest of the returning boys track team.

I, Trudy Weissmantel, will to Ms. Kenyon the hundreds of physical fitness cards I faithfully punched into the computer for three weeks straight.

I, Chris Weijner, will my floor exercise routine to Vicki Wyant, my consecutive flip‑flops on beam to Jean Steffen and my black and gold leader uniform to Jon Morley; to Mrs. Eden the strength to cope with another leader like me.

I, Steve Wells, will Dave Winters my hair.

I, Jeff Williams, will Tim Carpentier all the boring times without us.

I, Ken Wilson, will Pat Gibbs two K-9's, one assistant, one key to time, and most of all the importation of high technology to finish a clock.

I, Marie Zientara, will to Arlene Joerg all of my rejects.

I, Amy Zumbrock, will to Lynn Kardasz all the turkey breast sandwiches she can eat, and all the sponges that sat on our table at PAR.