VOL. IX, NO. 14
MAY 17, 1968
Sock it to me; sock it to me; sock it to me.

Boy, will I! First, I'll sock it to all those juniors who descended on Springfield. During that wild happening Tom Barrett baptized Jenny Schmiessing in a public fountain; Jim Sorenson and Bob Erickson spent their morning in a boys' detention camp; and Fran Somerville, the only casualty of the trip, met Governor Kerner as she limped bare-footedly up the Capitol Building stairs.

Pete Chrisos finally found his place among the great Maine West history teachers, and Don Perley found a place on the bus where he could wrestle with Pam Uberig and Barb Spellbrink to his heart's content.

Rich "Binaca" Hewes and Al Utes send their humble thanks to the "well-stacked" magazine rack at the plush Leland Hotel. Those Lincoln pamphlets kept many boys busy on the long drive home. Jim McCann and Greg Caravelli felt the effects of that trip for a long while after.

In socking it to the seniors I must reprimand them for their feeble participation in observing "ditch days." All you "ditch dodgers" should take a lesson from Frank Schulz.

And Kathy Dobos, was your hair really blond for a day or was that blinding gold just a halo?

The big question surrounding the G.I. Concert is who was better, The Cryan' Shames or For Days and a Night-or was the real contest between Bob Briskey and Bob Sagan? Of course, we all hope that Mr. A. K. H. Cochrane found his prize record albums real groovey.

Somebody better sock it to Norma Stevens who Richie Nye is. Even Tim Wayman knows that. Wish someone would tell Lauri Black that the Legend staff doesn't just collect those pretty yellow stubs, but they also give yearbooks in return for them.

I'd like to sock a hint to those crafty freshmen and sophomores who marked senior on their ID's; how do you intend to get into the fabulous class P.T.C. parties?

Dave Huizinga, beware of those two crazy juniors who want to make a man of you. Take heed from their last victim Don Kruse.

My sympathies go to Mike Moore and Chris Ledig who had weeks of work destroyed when a visitor to the Art Fair scribbled ball point pen all over their renderings. Not only was it a cruel, pointless act, but it also caused students to be barred from the exhibit during periods 7-9. If I knew who did it, I'd really sock it to them.

If Mr. Vaughn's English tests get any harder, who knows what Jimmy "Waffles" next outburst will be. Probably no worse than what 4B lunchers think when they see Nancy Spiegler and friends trisecting cupcakes using a handy ID. as a knife.


Morfit and the Phynques