Liverpool High School 1961 Yearbook (Liverpool, NY) - Full Access

\lr, the undersigned, the illustrious enior Cla5s of Liverpool Senior High School in 1960-61; famed far and wide for nonsense and -urh; fearing that we are not quite sane in our actions; admitting that our minds are a little unsteady- far be it from us to know-do brreby certify, swear, and attest that the following document is the last Will and Testament drawn by us, declaring null and void all other wills made by the same. l, LeRoy Backity, leave that miserable laugh to anyone nutty enoul!h to want it. To \lary Ann Collins, I, Joanna Baker, leave the paths I've made ~etting to class. I, Adelaide Barber, leave to anyone else on crutches my ability to climb up and down stairs and still get to clas5 on time (some· times). To Louise Terrinoni, I, l\lichael Barber, leave my seat in l\!r. Telin– ~ki's English class. I, Bob Battoe, take with me my charm, Initiative, personality, ath· letic ability, and calmness because we are one and inseparable. However, I leave to l\lr. Palmieri my wave for his beach. To Barb Rothchild, I, Sherrill Beishline, leave gym locker #13, '-llid locker being in the boy's locker room. To the editors of future yearbooks, I leave the ability to get their pictures in the yearbook at least twice. I. Walter Bellrose, hereby leave this 5Chool, I hope. To Dave Donnelly, I, Joe Beyrau, leave my gyrnsuit and old 'weal <ocks. To whom it may concern, I, Joseph Bishop, am too young to die. To Rod Castle, I, Pam Bizzell, leave my old Biology notebook. All the likes and dislikes of twin confusion, I, Penny Bizzell, leave to Kathleen and Eileen Goddard. I, Brian Blair, say, "Remember me." I, Joe Boise, leave nothing because I need it all. ~ly short skirts and the nerve to wear them, I, Verna Bonacci, leave to Diane Strom. An enduring listener and observer, I, John Bongiorno, leave to Kathy Eichel the old deer skull; to Becky Gower a non-terminat– ing invitation to join chess club, if they will let her in. ~ly place in "T" shop, I, Douglas Bracy, leave to the students that foUow who will have all the tools and equipment to work -.ith that I didn't have. To any girl who is smart enough, I, Linda Bressette, leave my ability to get out of taking (gym) showers. I, )lary Ann Brigandi, hereby leave all my bubble-gum to Mrs. ~lurray. To my sister Carol, I, Mickey Brown, leave my gym locker. flt.ing of timid soul, I, Barbara Cady, leave to my brother Don my squirty water faucet at Chemistry lab table 4B. To the unlucky multitudes. I, Dick Campbell. leave the inability to master French, even after occupying the choicest seats of room 205. I, Carol Cantone, leave to Angela Bombardo my seat in Mr. Telin– ski's class and the ability to sneak into the lunch line and not get caught. ~1y belt and pegged pants. I, Albert Caprin, leave to ~lr. Palmi– eri. I leave my ability to skip class to Dave Donnelly. Being of obviously unsound mind, T, Dan Carno, 8hall return. To Phil Brindisi, f, Fred Celi, leave my splendid voice. Having used my full share, I, Jean Child~. leave the remainder of a bottle of pills in ~frs. Murray's room for the noble cause of combatting enioritis. I, Linda Chipperfield, leave to Sundey Ruggireo my school sweater and bookkeeping book. To anyone who wants to play right field, I, Jim Clary, leave my ability to play baseball. The fun and excitement of being a enior, I, Judy Coffin, leave to all Juniors. Being of very little mind, I, Jackie Cornish, leave to my sister Anne my ability to get involved in too many activities. Thinking little, knowing less, and being even lesser, I, Dick Cool, can't leave anything to good old LH because ;he's moving. To Joanne Veith, I, Joan Costigan, leave the privilege of wear– ing one open-toed, pink slipper. I, Anthony Cresho, leave my favorite chair in room 308 to Bill tapleton and hope that he will take care of it as I did. My blue book with the Jellos telephone numbers, I, Richard Cris– pin, leave to Anne Cornish. To Ellie Frayer, I, Sue Cutler, leave the ability to love them all and stick to one. I, David D'Agostino, leave to anyone who wants to skip class my pas;,book. .My frost-bitten basement locker, I, Pat Darrow, leave to anyone who is brave enough to open it. Lots-a-luck! To Sue Ash and Pat Patrick, I, Betty DeRyke, leave the problems of going to school activities when you live "way out there." (How do I get the boys to drive that far, Mr. Sipher?) I, ~like Devaney, leave to Georgia Lee my parking space, if she can find it. 43