IN CLOSING | | ‘kto your (Conr.) your back...we will geteven. you that there are ing. <you did es). lam .you, but ‘done (as or). None contribot pretty nt inabilrood disfou area Comeon nothing e are alot ll maybe years we yregnant Lori: We like your friends (are you up on your payments?) Anyone whois willing to buy us food is always welcome in the yearbook room (except for Stacie because she kinda smells funny). We can’t believe that you can actually stomach sitting on that couch, let alone sleeping onit...every single day. You have no idea what kind of things live (and die) in there. We will always remember you for your subliminal messages, head rubs, belly dancing, and sumo-wrestling (not to mention that little experience with the whipping cream). Hey, canwe kiss your navel? (oranges thatis...). EmilieAnne: Remember that one time you came to class (that’s good cause we sure don’t...itis adark memory whichwe are all trying to block out). Ah, your English accent needs a little workya bloody fool!!! (said with a really thick English accent Lany guy here). How did the little shin-dig with Jay ially dub Shepherd turn out. We know you are w line of forever thankful for Mr. Crowther’s es. Imag- matchmaking skills, but running out of the h!!! Hey, foom ina fit of rage wasn’t exactly the way page the to show your appreciation. In twenty 's of that? years when you are the P.T.S.A. President cy details of Mill Creek Youth Center don’t forget > all good us...ya right, as if we could be so lucky. ym black-cut. We 1umantly Amber (Rebma): Don't worry thanks to y longer. be found modern medicine we can now successfully treat dyslexia, but we do appreciate all the time you spent on the computer trying to figure out how to really say our names. Thank you for keeping us updated on the arts. Singing every song that came on the radio again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again was rather annoying, but you’re forgiven. ings. We ou really lof those t Shawn. Wedon’t quite understand how it is humanly possible to reach those decibel jyels.. but the k-9 companionship was hice, We hereby and forever dub you the yse as the we want ng alittle to be the we know yhole opittle plan to burn, gradon: There is nothing really incrimipS SOFKY> nating to say about you since you are the lls Mornonly one who actually put an ounce of ugh, YOu workinto this book. Thankyou for sharing ames for your first kiss experience with us. We feel but that sorry for the girl and hope she is upgraded ea Nazi. from intensive care sometime in the near so watch future. Wewarm you to watch out for full moons, Banana Peels, and the clocktower at Weber State University. It has been fun to work with you (wewere paid to say that) and we look forward to seeing your shining face next year if you are stupid...uh, lucky enough to be on the staff again. some...maybe...kinda...well, 0.k. we lied). It amazes us howyou could come up with meaningless pages to doat the flip ofacoin. Maybe that wouldn’t have been needed had you not erased the entire ladder (fifteen times). Travis (A.K.A. Mr. Crowther, Mr. “C”, Shawn:199,893,472.5 slurpees later (you have single-handedly kept 7-11 in business) we are officially done with the yearbook (not that you had anything to do with it SLACKER!!!! We’re not bitter or anything, DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE) You have survived four years of this...fun. Our friend the masochist. We bow down before you O’ Mighty Senior Staff Member (is that why you have started to sound like Mr. Crowther? “All right kids...”) It is good that all of your “girlfriends” have accepted the fact that they will get no more than a five minute commitment from you (except Leah Wood and your mysterious New Years Eve, midnight rendezvous). We wish you the best of luck Sir, Master, Oh Captain My Captain, Charles Manson etc.): We may have actually gotten this yearbook done on time had you ever shown up to class. However we did appreciate you constant reminders that “Gene just called, and if we don’t get it done THIS weekend wewillhave asummer yearbook.” Mid year we began to wonder what happened to the resolve that “this is not my yearbook.” But don’t worry, it is finally over foryou. No more nightmares, hallucinations, therapy sessions, orteenagers screaming for treats and drinks. WE LOVE YOU SIR!!! Don’t forget...oh, we know where you live. Maybe it isn’t over after all... (in rehab), but we feel that this little There it is. In all of its syndicated cardboard glory. 224 pages of complete B=, slopped together by slug mucus. We bid you farewell and thank all of those who obsession with Loricouldrunyou through. But you never know, it could have possibilities...after the expiration of the restraining order of course. Jill: It is amazing that your hair can actually be considered modern art. The fact that you and Marcy were never seen apart is somewhat scary to us. You should really consider a separation surgery. Thanks for providing a shrubbery for the yearbookroom it really brightened up the entire mood. Especially when it bore fruit. Oranges and apples from the same tree. How doyou doit? We picture you with Marcy (go figure) trying to sell snowboards with fat guys on their bottoms. down and annihilate the earth) But until April: Your diligence in putting the cover together made us...well, look bad. Thanks!!! (insert all possible sarcasm). Weare sure the quality time with Mr. Crowther was what led to your demise socially. It amazes us how you always had the power to go above and beyond the editors when it came to the ladder. “NO NO NO... want this to be on page 156, not 157!!! Don’t you understand. Soon, very soon, you will all be dead!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA'!!!!” Your offered their blood sweat and tears (not to mention mental sanity) A special thanks to Mrs. Reed for pointing out all of our mistakes over and over and over and over and over (even the really ticky-tacky ones that nobody but anA.P. English teacher could point out over and over and over...) We feel sorry for all of you who got roped into suffering through this next year. Good Lucknext year Mrs. Stettler...keep in mind that there are sufficient funds for your therapy. And wewill see you in 224 pages and 365 days (unless of course the Alien ship behind the Hale-Bopp Comet touch art work was well liked (by then, we are going to Tahiti.