OCTOBER 27, 1967
I think some people here are going blind. Maybe if you walked like everyone else (facing forward), you wouldn't have banged into that door in B-wing, Janet Helm. Oh, have you made up your mind to turn professional gambler, Bruce Kaechele?
An award should go to Mary Ann Wallace for being the most coordinated Senior Leader of '68. She only fell twice while dribbling a soccer ball the length of the gym. It takes skill.
Don't worry, Eileen Goelz, your little lunch-time speech wasn't that bad, even though that boy did throw a plate at you. Kathy Stone, Nancy Behn, and Kathy Dobos, maybe if you didn't buy so much to eat, your lunch table wouldn't have collapsed.
If anyone needs a lift home from Romano's, just ask Fran Somerville. She'll take anyone home.
Did you know that Joyce Prentice writes me letters in Greek? I spent over an hour in the Language Department rooms and the library looking for a Greek dictionary and couldn't find one, so cut it out Joyce, please.
Did you know that Rick Lee is always sleeping in fourth period study hail? It wouldn't be so bad if Rich Lindermann would just remember to wake him up before the bell rings.
Boy, is Ron Ziemann ever having trouble with a certain lady in the library. His I.D. is starting to look like an I. B. M card. Isn't that right, Linda Barham?
Hey, Sue McGrath, been making any rhetorical speeches in the washroom lately? Karen Robinson or Pat McDonald would know. What's this I hear about Werner Stiller playing chickenman on weekends?
"You must have been a beautiful baby; you must have been a beautiful child," Coach Joseph Jobst. Congratulations on winning the Cutest Coach contest!
Mr. James Leming, can we look forward to a full set of handlebars? How about a shave or save contest for him, too?
Well, time is flying by: and speaking of time, Jill Ruediger spent four hours after the Homecoming Dance banging apart an alarm clock.
At certain times Jenny Rhodes can be seen running all over the place whenever she's in a good mood. Wonder what she's like in a bad mood.
It seems that two identities aren't enough for Bob Aulert; he had to be WCFL's secret student, too.
One last thought from Morfit: Look out for Sue Deckrow's watchbands-she's got one to match every outfit.
Well, it's time the Phynques and I go into hiding, but beware - Morfit is everywhere.
Morfit and the Phynques