Senior Last Testament
In 1988, the graduating class of East Henderson embarked on a unique tradition, creating a Last Will and Testament for their friends. This whimsical document was filled with humorous bequests, from passing down cherished high school memories to bestowing lunch spots. Each student contributed their personal touches, capturing the spirit of camaraderie and nostalgia. It became a memorableake, celebrating their time together and the bonds they formed during their high school years.
I, Stephanie Anders, being of --- mind and perfect body do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament; To Gina Ballard, I leave all the good times we had throughout the school years. You’ve been a great friend and I’ll never forget you. To “runt” Tonya Osteen, I leave all the luck with Todd and my bad habits. To Lisa Cox, I leave all the good times in the 4th period and my parking space and the good lunch between you and Todd. To Candy D. and Andrey Staton, I leave all the laughs and crying, and thanks for being there. To Terri, I leave all the good times all through the school years and riding to school with me. To Karen, I hope you have a great two more years at East. To Jill, Betsy, and Kim, I leave all the troublemaking. Most of all to Jim Sexton, I leave all my love and I am looking forward to July 1st. Thanks for everything. You’ve been a great boyfriend and you’re going to be a wonderful husband.
I, John Ashley, being of blank mind and bare body do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Gina W., I leave patience, virtue, and the need to play a practical joke every now and then. To Seth and Pat, I leave the fingering for a C# on the A string. To Tabitha B., I leave my great body. To Jennifer Brown & Denise Stroupe, I leave intense Spanish pronunciation lessons. !Adios To Christy Lively, I leave underwear with Velcro straps. Happy Trails! To Pam Strickland, I leave the sample size St. Ives hand lotion. To Marc Garren, I leave my parking place, since you ought to be used to it by now. To Pene Glisson, I leave virility. You never knew what you were missing.
I, Andra Bailey, being of short mind and tall body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my “steady dude” Wayne, I leave all my love which you know you’ll always have. To Twila Boutwell, I leave my chair in the band and our music folder complete with decorated music and the blue book. For Dawn Johnson, I leave all the fun times we had in marching band and also my place in the football field. To Sonya Justice and Sharon Ballard, I leave all our memories of chicken burgers and tater tots consumed in 3rd period and $3.25. To Jeremy Duncan and Keith Gordon, I leave all the fun times from food service. (Don’t eat too much ice cream!) To Sarah Gordon, I leave my typing papers, typewriter, and anything to do with 2nd period. To M&M and Shawn, I leave my gym locker and my unworn shorts. To Bumper (you know who you are), I leave all the original corn chips and my lockers. Enjoy!
I, Gina Ballard, being of mind and body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my best friend Jill Helms, I want to leave all the good times we’ve had, all the sneaky things we’ve done and got away with it — you remember, don’t you Jill? I want to leave Betsy all the luck in the world - Lord knows she needs it with Stephen and Stephanie, I leave my car — I know you love every rattle and every dent. To Tathy, I leave all the happiness to her and Keith - I hope ya’ll work out this time. And to all the wild women In fourth: Sharron, Laura, Charlene, and Beth, I leave all the dirty thoughts that we talked about. I learned a lot from you perverts.
I , Dave the "the Quarrier" Baluha, being of inimitable mind and incoercible body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I hereto forth resign all my indigenous claims to the title, that which pertained to my character and was designated by certain unnamed parties on the 1987-88 War Eagles wrestling team of Dave. With my resignation, I must note that upon an unspecified date, and witnessed by another party, who by the way, won the State Championship, I decided to leave the ceremonial rug to Scott Moore, and as my candle is burning low, I must request that he adhere the rug for two years and on an unspecified date pass it down to the future.
I. Jill Baxley, being of psychotic mind and disturbed body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave to Tabby Alverson - my "other" Def Leppard tape. Also, I leave you my ability to drive a "certain black Toyota truck" without laying drag & playing "fireman!" I leave your Mark Taylor! (enjoy) Also, all of the memories we've shared over the last 5 years! To Brandi Orr, My ability to drive a straight drive vehicle up a hill! To Angie Osteen, the ability to get to Tuxedo without taking 2 1/2 hours to find it! Also, my ability to keep my cool before I knock holes in walls! Also, my ability to put in contacts. Also all of the "wildberry" coolers you need to keep a good "buzz!" Finally, the ability to ride up on "Pinnacle" without seeing headlights light up the sky & without the brakes going out! To Russ Wooten, all the gas money you need & all of the memories of our rides to & from school! Also, all of the times I saved you from totaling the "EXP!"
I, Amy Beddingfield being of slightly disturbed mind and sleeping body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Both (Betty B) Turner, I leave a full set of shoe-tying instructions and another year of stats and McAbee. To Jason Burns, I leave memories of the white turbo and a fill scale map of Asheville. To my problem child friend Faith Pace, I leave all the joys of life as a senior, know you will love it,
I, Elaine Bell, being of sound mind and what body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave to my brother alI my stuff Iike the TV set. Also, my love and happiness always. To the junior class, I hope you all the luck for the coining year. To the Seniors of the year, I wish success to whatever you chose to be happy. To Mr. Brown, I hope you have a happy summer. Miss. Jones, I hope you get to stay at your home and don’t have to move. To Mr. and Mrs. Setzer, I wish you both and your children health and happiness. To the rest of the teachers, I wish the same. To Linda, I leave my 11th-grade homeroom teacher and I hope you see many punch buggies. To Shawn, Karen, M&M, and Tammy of my P.E. class I wish you to be successful and happy at whatever career you chose and that you get Mrs. Whitmire for a teacher next year if you sign up for weight lifting again. To Sharmy, I leave cheer and much laughter, and happy life.
I, Lance Bishop, being of dirty mind and wonderful body, do hereby declare this to be my last will and Testament: I leave my parking place to Tony Burrell if he can make it through the 11th grade. To Robin Thompson, I leave all my hours. To Shane Ward, I leave all the beer you can drink. To Mr. Cook and Mrs. Nickell, I leave you my hat! To Cam Green, I leave my good looks. To Stephen Hill, I leave 1 can of Copenhagen. To everyone in the Jr. class, I leave you all of the good times I have had through my senior year. To Melodie, I leave all of my love!!
I, Michelle Bishop, being of warped mind and ---- body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I want to wish Shannon Osteen the best of luck in your future years at East. Also, I wish you a lot of extra luck, because with Arron and Ivan being your cousins, you need all the luck you can get. ha.. ha... Good Luck. To Angque Lively (Elsie) and Ginger Gibson (Ellemay), I leave with you all of the memories of the good times we all had in marching band. To Natasha Poor, I leave my eyes to experiment with while at college. To Angie Jones, I leave a Hank Williams Jr. tape; I know you'll love it. To Tina Mashburn, Rhonda Edgell, Lisa Myles, Tammy Messer, and Natasha Poor, leave the name "Essie" to cary on. To Tammy, I also want to leave my former job at Pardee Hospital. Good Luck! You'll need it. To Mrs. Smith (sag's), I leave all of the good memories of this year's flag corp and Good luck with next year’s team. Also, I have you a case of green M&M. To Christopher Poor, I leave all of the women in your dreams. To Anna DeSimmon, I leave all of the good and bad experiences we both had with Tim and Chad. Give Debbie my farewells. To Bryan Long and Jodi Davis, I give you the right to Dirty Dance in any parking lot you want. I leave James Hamill the ability to get out of Mrs. Ballew's class next year with almost any excuses, just as Reeda and I did. To David Cole, I leave a keg of beer and also I leave you an older woman to satisfy all of your needs. I leave, Verena Marie, the town of Saluda.
I, Caroline Blythe, being of tormented mind and untouched body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Jason Hall, I leave the hope of finding another place that rocked as much as Eric's did! Those were some good times! To Shawn Franklin, my answer will always be NO, (unless you're able to persuade me to change my mind.) To my cousin, Scott McAbee, I hope you carry on the tradition of doing football stats (if you're the lucky one chosen), only if you're a half hour late for every game. Considering I have many IQ points to spare, I leave Lisa Day two points (that way her score will double.) To Megan Ledbetter and Brian Rose, I leave all the dirty discussions and gestures me and Cricket subjected you too. (At least you knew more than Miss Jones.) To Rhonda Justice, the best of luck - just make sure you’re walking in the opposite direction of me.
I, Angi Cannon, being of deranged & diffused mind and off-balanced body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Laura Taylor, my good old junior parking space, which I was unable to occupy the last two and a half months of school, for obvious reasons. To Kim Blackwell, I leave a porch for you to swing on with all your “loser” friends. To Pam Ogle, I leave the ability to mind out more about your body and good sex life. Since you have so many questions. To Charlene B. and Melody H., a great senior year. Have fun!! To Jenny Beddingfield, I leave a really nice pair of silver earrings you always wanted! Thanks, Jenny! To Cameron Green, Alright Fat-A, I’ll leave you my car to hotrod around in. Enjoy!! Dwayne Summey - you don’t deserve anything but a hard time, so that’s what I leave you. To Ricks T. Bishop, I leave my ability to smile and pass U.S. History without asking any question What?
I, John Cagle, being of complex mind and simple body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Barbara Landreth, I leave my parking space and the two bordering it. She’ll need all the room she can get.. I also leave .50 and three words of wisdom: “Practice safe sex!” To Scott McAbee, I leave a Joke book to improve upon his humor. To Lisa Youngblood, I leave two years of wonderful fun at EHHS. I would also like to make a request; please don’t mess up any more cars, especially mine! To Kristle Jones, I leave another year at EHHS, may you enjoy every last minute of it. Since I will not be here next year I leave you my love with the hope that is will pull you through.
I, Lisa Callaway, being of adroit mind and ardent body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To C.C. - I give thee all of my worldly possessions, “my love, my body, my heart, and my soul.” To Greedy - I leave a daily supply of chocolate; a black space on my kitchen sink for you & Troy to share. To Lisa Harris - I entrust the 45pd bar in weight lifting. To Russ Warren - I bestow my chair In Mrs. Hayne's room. To James Jackson - I retire you with unfinished business and a four-inch ruler. To Susan Huntley — I take your quietness & shyness and leave you with a valid party license. To Quinton Bradburn - I provide a daily hug to you to get through your last year(s) at East. To Coach Hawkins - I relinquish to you a laugh, a giggle. To Michele Hendricks - I furnish you with the other half of your locker and many thanks for its use. To Paul Pressley - I thank thee for the parties and transportation to and fro.
I, Alan Corn, being of awesome body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave to Lori Ann Swiger all my LOVE and happiness (Aug 1, 1988, Mrs. Corn - just me and you) I leave to Coach Reneau my very muscular body. I leave Joe Thomas all the used and abused women of the world. I leave Doc $100.00 for my diploma. I leave Jason Hall my basketball ability to hit three-pointers. I leave Tim Ballew and all the ugly girls in Russia. I leave East Henderson High School with all the great memories of me (ALAN CORN)
I, Tathy Camp, being of x-rated mind and perfect body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Cindy Garber, I leave all the good times we shared together and all the happiness in the world. Good luck with the guys. I also leave you Robert Saltz to be monkeyed be every day on the bus and a] I the fake messages. To Chuck Shepherd, I leave all the noises in the hall. I also leave Mrs. McClure and Mrs. Haynes to keep them company next year. To Mark Hoots, I leave you my parking place number 42, and since you wanted the perfect body that’s what I leave you to.
I, Tim Cantrell, being of sound mind and loveable body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Jeff and Lisa, I leave them all the good times that I have had and wish them all the happiness for their future together. To Mr. Evual, I leave all my thanks for his understanding and cooperation. To Mrs. Cook, I leave my last can of Copenhagen. To Doc, I leave him with the memories of all the times I have checked out at 2:00. For the rest of the teachers I leave them nothing. To Gwen, I leave her all my love forever, my parking space, and with all the happiness we have shared, and all of our plans for the future.
I, James Cherry, being of astute mind and exceptional body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Bonnie Hilliard, I leave my locker, a few wrestling moves, I know that he will put them all to good use. I also leave a can of PW repellent, just in case. To “Steve” Moore, I leave a space next my picture in the trophy case; to be filled when he wins the next state wrestling championships. Prove you’re the best, Scott. To Seth, Dennis, Michael, Joey, and Travis, I leave the best wishes for the coming year(s), always striving for the best. To Coach Setzer, and Coach Hayes, I leave my most sincere thanks for all the late practices and extra hours you spent with me. They made a difference. To Laura and Debbie I leave Mrs. Wall, may you have as much fun in her class as I did. Just make better grades.
I, Monica Cooper, being of dreary mind and weary body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Hedge — a lifetime supply of straws. To Andra - a pair of size 44 jeans. To Jan H. - a life-size statue of Patrick Swayze. To Jeanine — a Phil Lovin dart-board. To Jeff S. — A bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken and a two-liter Diet Coke. To Lee K. - a picture of Abraham Lincoln in a UNC sweatshirt carrying an English flag. To Darlene F. - a biography of Napoleon-Bonaparte-Robespierre. To Maria C. - an abundance of squeaks and squawks all in my honor. To Mr. Ledford - a “How to Prevent More Children” manual. To Mrs. Wall - a thousand more exciting’ calculus classes to come. To Coach Mac - an infinite “glare on the board’ and a bounty of stolen öhalk and handwriting complaints.
I, Wendy Counts, being of no mind and too much body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave my “wonderful” attitude towards life to Michele Dalton. I leave my quiet laugh to Tammy DuPont. To Mr. Jarvis, I leave him the hope that he doesn’t have anyone like me to sit in his front seat next year. To Danny Bedingfield, I leave all the girls who will help him as much as I did. To all the upcoming Sr. I leave a copy of the MLA etched in stone. To Kristy Jones, I leave the ability to stay well and come to school. To Jill McDonald, I leave my congratulations in finishing school after what she’s been through, and our memories of our good times. To Verna Merle, I leave the “Good” times. Hopefully, before you go back to Germany we’ll have some more. To John Cagle, I leave a hail pass, since I always stole Mr. J’s, and John thanks for always being there when I needed to talk to someone.
I, Chris Cox, being of absent mind and sleepy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my good buddy Willie “Joe” Shepherd, I leave my wit, charm, and all the pictures of Rhonda Justice I can find. To my beloved sister (Ha Ha) Lisa, Mrs. Nickell’s Senior English class and my “101” computer number. To Love, Hoots, Freeman, and Scotty Case, I leave an empty Copenhagen can in the trashcan of the boy's bathroom in the “F” building. I also leave my class flirt title to some lucky soul, my locker to Charlene Byers, all the “nths” and “coos” to Happy (Mrs.) Harris, and the words subterfuge and cupidity to wonderous Mrs. Nickell. Lastly, I leave my hair to Coach Reneau, he seems to be running low.
I, MarIa Cox, being of no mind and too much body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Michelle, I leave the urge to stay unmarried at least until she gets out of college. To Angie Orr, I leave some tolerance to use in the band next year. Jeremy Spina can have my “Banana - mobile” so he can go back to New York. I leave Stef Bane an economy-size bottle of no Doz and luck with Verne. To my good friend, Susan Sizemore, I leave a better time here than I had. To Denise Flanagan and Carmen Thomas, I say “Thanks for being the crazy friends you are!” and I hope that they don’t kill each other at Gardner - Webb. To Angie Drake, who made life in Advanced Biology bearable, I’ll be thinking of her burning in that bucket. I leave Laura Rollins a can of mace to chase off any unwanted creeps. And lastly, to the person who takes the job of drawing up the ads for the next annual, I leave all the headaches and confusion that come with it.
I, Rena Dale, being of Wacky-Backy mind and polluted body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Bethie all the happiness in the world with Oepe and Boones Farm. To Billy McCall a pair of blue jeans, since someone ate his others. To Andy Crowder my parking, space as long as she doesn’t get caught. To Bobby Kilpatrick all the Gene Simmons he thinks he can handle. To Bryant Bedingfield I leave you the ability to party and not puke! To Mike J. and Paul enjoy your pizza! To Monica Westall my thanks for not needing Insight. Todd Hayden fingernails and my love; to Ray and Danny a pair of white boots to pig all the luck you deserve it. To Timmer - Hammer son! Mr. Paige - THANKS.
I, Kim Fink, being of scattered mind and forever-dieting body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To Tonya Osteen. I leave you my senior parking spot I never got! To Cindy Beddingfield, I leave you my job at Parris Shoe World! To Deena Hardin, I leave you the memories and good times you WISHED you could have had with Bryan! (Too Bad!) To the upcoming seniors good luck in Mrs. Nickel’s C. P. English class. You II need it!! To my dearest Bryan Lindsey. thanks for your moral support. You mean a lot to me! I LOVE YOU!! Good luck class of ‘88! I’m out of here!
1. Denise Flanagan, being of insane mind and disfigured body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To next year’s Lady Eagles manager, I leave the orange water jug and ball bag. Keep the jug full and the players happy and keep track of all the towels. To whoever changes Mrs. Nickell’s calendar. I leave my excellent memory so that you’ I I never forget to change it or you’ll be sorry. To Kristi Doyle, I leave all my tutoring skills (which are very limited) so that she may be able to help someone next year. To Pam, Melanie, Susan, and everybody else who has told me their problems, I leave my ears so they can continue telling me their problems. I would leave somebody my parking place, but since my parents wouldn’t let me drive this year, I don’t have one. And to every junior this year, Good Luck in Mrs. Nickell’s class, and I hope you get a huge case of SENIORITIS!
I, Tommy Garland, being of perverted mind and arid well-developed body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my sister, the ability to grow up and choose a real boyfriend. To her, boyfriend Robert Vaughn, I leave my ability to hit a baseball and carry on the winning tradition. And to the most important girl in my life, Tammy Greene, I want to leave all the love and memories that we have shared throughout high school, and may there be many more to follow. I want to leave the entire football team the ability to turn the program around. To Pamela Strickland, I leave the ability to overcome your crush on Wendell. To Chris Hunnicutt. I leave my ability to pick a mature woman. To Greg and Carol, I would like to wish you good luck following Tammy s and my good examples. To Mark and Kim, I also wish you good luck, and try to keep your hands to yourself in public.
I, Tim Garren, being of little mind and “Beautiful” body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Coach Reneau, I leave the best of luck. I believe you will finally get what you want. (Hard Workers). To Mrs. Cook, I leave you the ability to be bad and mean “except” when were behind closed doors and you are such a good friend. Thank You!! To Glenda Lindsey, the ability to hate school and everyone around it. Hang in there. Kid. Only a year to go. To Mrs. McClure, thank you for everything you have helped Me with. I leave you nine medical bags. Two firemen, you will be made to the along. Just always be proud of what you do and do it well. V.H. – B.R. #1—to Brian, Bradon, Jimmy. I only leave you three a dip of Skoal. Thanks for being my friend. P.S. Brain and Brandon, take it easy on each other. To Lori Nix, I leave you nothing because I’m taking you with me. To all Seniors. “Good Luck in Life and Be Careful.
I, Mark “Gibber” Gibbs, being of lost mind and hard body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my sister Christy, I leave my parking space. To Marc Garren, I leave you my ability to drive recklessly (Ha! Ha!) and the books I have read for Mrs. Lappin. To Mrs, Walless”, I leave my sister, who I hope will harass you as much as I have but I doubt it. And last I leave to Kim (Pumpkin) Stephens, even though she’s a senior, all my love forever and ever, and a lot of good times ahead.
I, Bruce Gilliam, being of sound mind and awesome body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament: To my sister Tammy, I leave all my basketball abilities, great looks, and study habits. Also, I leave her my parking space. To Marc Garren, all my courage to handle #1 next tennis season. To Coach Tebben, all my basketball memories fo the last 3 years. May he rest in peace. To Paula Gregory, I leave absolutely nothing because we’ll be together for the next 4 years at college. To East High’s student body, I leave my title of one of the most awesome 4 horsemen. To Mrs. Barnwell, I leave the memory of having me for 2 years straight. To Mrs. Nickell, I leave all my vocab. Words to her, now ain’t she lucky. To Bev and Mrs. J. and the next student body treasurer, I had getting out of class and shooting ball with Wendell 6th period. To whoever wears #25 next year, the great feeling of that Bruce Gilliam wore this same uniform. To Greg Pace and Carol Stepp, all my basketball clippings of me in the paper so they will have something to remember me by. Also I leave Greg knowing he will be without his best friend for at least 4 years.
I, Tina Clover, being of sound mind and piny body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. I leave my parking space to Vickie Mathis. My checking account to Michelle Hendricks for taking care at the baby for a day. My soap and key collections to Mary Wolfe. I leave all of our dirty dishes in Mrs. Davidsons' room to Keith Gordon. To Mrs. Frost and Mrs. Rhodes. I leave all our good times and all my love and appreciation for putting up with me! I leave my desk in Mr. Jarvis' room to Wendi Livey. I would like to leave all our great school lunches to our school mascot … Flash. I have really enjoyed my last 3 years at East. I really do appreciate all of the help my teachers and friends have given me. I will never forget anyone.
I. Jeanine R. Granere, being of freaked-out mind and wonderful body. hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my dear friends the Dummy Twins. I love you guys! Peter Cram and James Harnili. I leave you absolutely nothing. Nice, aren’t I? To Bobby, in 5th-period band. I leave the wonderful memories of my beautiful face. To Duave Nix, the pervert, I leave all the dirty Jokes I know. To all the rising seniors, I leave all the erasable pens in the world for Mrs. Nickell’s class, I hate to say it but they don’t work! To Mrs. Larier, and all the teachers who had me. I leave fond memories and new memories with my cousin coming up right behind me.
I. Tammy Melissa Greene, being of a spirited mind and malformed body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Annie. I leave all the memories and fun times we’ve shared. I hate to see how well be after high school. . To Pam S.. I leave my position as captain of varsity cheerleading. Hope you have a great year! I also hope you finally get the man of your dreams after all this waiting. To Kris Willie, leave my computer and all the candy bars she can eat. To Denise Flanagan, I leave a muzzle to take to all baseball games she attends in the future. To Tommy “Dumplin” Garland, I leave my love and ME!!!
I. Paula Gregory, being of fuzzy mind and unfit body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Karla Hensley, I leave the ability to get her life straightened out before she turns into a druggie r a Harley woman. To Michelle Dalton, I leave my volleyball coordination. To Lisa Day. I leave my surgeon’s phone. To Rene Gilsson, I leave a book on how to wash clothes so she won’t spill Clorox on my ESPRIT pants without telling me, and also the ability to stay away from Marc Garren. To Tammy Gillam. I leave the ability to make the news more than Kim Stephens. To Mrs. Hawkins. I leave the memories of our trip to Winston-Salem.
I, Chris Harrelson, being of decaying mind, and dead body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and testament: To Lee King. I leave my ability as a pilot. To Thonya McMinn, I leave my collection of black marks in the senior parking lot. To Michelle Hendrix, I leave my parking space #130. To Billy Owensby, I leave the ability to have fun in carpentry no matter what Mr. Thompson says. To Tammy Corn, I leave the memories of all the fun in Mr. Saltz’s 4th period. To Mr. Thompson, I leave memories of the fun time in Greensboro. To Tony BurrelI, I leave an old Dodge with over thousand miles that stilI runs over 100 mph.
I, Ilona Grof, being of crazy mind and Swiss body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament: To Mr. Bowman, the loveliest teacher in the whole campus, I leave the pretty drawing I did during your lectures. To Mrs. Nickell, I leave the scratch paper I used for the compositions the remaining ideas for the not-yet-started projects. All the wonder wonderful thoughts and dreams about Switzerland and all the nightmares about her test. To Coach Mac, I leave my Swiss-French pronunciation. To Mrs Hall, I leave the sharpened F’s and all the other wrong-played notes. To the ones who always made fun of me, I leave my pretty Swiss accent. To Tabatha Barnwell, I leave the rest of the world (especially Disney World) and some Swiss Christmas songs. To Pat and Seth, I leave the answers to the remaining questions about Switzerland. Beverly Maybin may keep my Garfield folder. To Rodney Justice, I leave the violin and the pleasant sound I made on it. To the guidance counselors and Doc, I leave my thanks to make this year possible. To the rest of you, I leave the “How Do You Like It So Far?” questions. Bye, It was great.
I, Beth Hamilton, being of sinful mind and crazed body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my best friend Rene, I leave all my love, good times, Boones Farm and Gene Simmons. To Todd Hayden, I leave a huge glass of Jim Beam and my love. To David Ellington. I leave a NEW car! To Andi Crowder, I leave my parking space right outside the office. To Ray Evans and Danny Beddingfield a huge set of watermelons. To Bobby Kilpatrick and Donavan Tipton, to rock 2 Kiss till the end of time. To Mike Staton, pizza and lots of luck. To Jay Jackson, glad I got to know you, lots of luck and love. To my Bryanny. I leave all my good times love and a barrel of rum. To Wendy C., Reeda W., and Debbie S., a lot of love and luck. To Moon, thanks for still being the same. To Cathy Heath, thanks for being there, I love ya always. To my 4th period —- Charlene, Gina. Sharon, and Laura--all my love and parting. To Kelly Pace--thanks. To Tammy Reid, glad we are friends again. To Tammy Messer, Angie Drake, and Natasha, all the happiness in the world, thanks. To Mrs Lanier, I love ya. Mama. To Mrs. Harris. all my love and Mrs. Mullins, thanks for everything.
I. Scott Harris being of half-crazed mind and hot body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Coach Mac. I leave the power to deal with my brother for 2 more years. To ‘Hot Lips NickelI, ,I leave the ashes of a burned MLA book. To Scott Williams, I leave the willpower to keep on eating our lunches and all the fish you can handle. To my brother Chip, I leave the fore bearing that he will have to go through Brother Bowman’s world history class. Last but not last. I leave to my girlfriend Lisa Ann Barnwell, all my love forever.
I. Kim Hartzog, being of unstable mind and beach bound body. do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To all my graduated friends and especially Caroline, thanks for all the memories... See you at the Montego. To all those who were supposed to be a part of the class of 88, I leave you the hope they rid of the attendance policy. Remember rules were made to be broken. To Jimmy Sexton (Guba), I leave my parking space with one condition —— your car hits the curb as often as you hit other cars. To Sissy, I want to thank you for always being here and for treating me like the daughter everyone thought I was. To Mrs. Bailew, I leave the relief that now that we’re gone you’ll never have another headache with Excedrin written alI over it. I also leave you the hope that your next journalism class will read more than horoscopes, funny pages and articles dealing with sex arid drugs. To Miss Jones I leave you the memory of your 4th period art III students who could only draw first year work. To anyone who will get Mrs. B Brown, I leave you my notebook. May you make the grades I deserved like everyone else did who copied my notes, and oh. yes, Mrs. Brown, thank you for engraving: ‘Is this a dagger. I see before me in my mind I‘m sure it will I help me in the real world. Well. I guess this is goodbye, East High!
I, Cathy Heath being of an unpredictable mind and flawless body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave behind all the memories of my high school years and hope to the rising seniors that they’ll make the best of times; no matter how hard it gets! There is someone there who is always willing to help those who try to help themselves!! I’d like to thank my fellow classmates for their support and all the unforgettable times spent at East High. I would like to say a very special appreciation to the faculty. Mrs. Whitmire. for all of her help, kindness, understanding, and patience, etc. that she put forth to help me. I hope Doc will provide her with a “robot to do all of her errands. Ha! Ha! --Mr. McCall, thanks. For accepting me into your Ag. class my junior year (when no one else could find the room). A very special thank you for the times you let me write English papers instead of watering plants, and thanks for the wide, variety of words you always seemed to have lined up to replace those of mine, which didn’t make sense in the first place. Thanks for allowing me time during class to polish up on vocabulary words, and hopes I’d pass!——Mrs. Nickell, I leave to you all five hundred papers (HA! HA! ) I wrote in senior English to refresh you and to teach you everything’ you will ever need to know about horses! Your classes are hard and at times extremely confusing: but I’m really glad 1 had you my last year.
I, Amy Hendricks, being of tired mind and weak body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my brother, Mark, I leave my parking space so he will not have to wade in the mud of the junior parking lot. To Beth, I will leave my locker. To all rising college prep seniors, I leave my MLA. To the next editor—in--chief, I leave my blessings to carry on the traditions of the Eagle Eye. To Tina, Tonia, Candace, and Katina, I leave those good, crazy memories of years past. And last but not least, to Mrs. Ballew, I leave the strength and courage to carry on life in the fast lane of East High School
1. Verena Merle, being of strong mind and German body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave memories to Mrs. Ballew about exciting discussions. To my journalism class, I leave the impression Germans like to argue (But it’s really just me). To Jim Ensler, I leave the advice not to party too much. Thanks to Jim, Christy Doyle, Randell Johnson for a good time in Spanish. Tracey Beal, thanks for comparing your insults with me in Algebra. I leave my thanks to my fifth period class for enlarging my vocabulary with words I couldn’t find in my dictionary. I leave some good answers to the question “What can I do?” in Mr. Bowman’s U.S. history class to Claudia Jordon . I leave an invitation to Germany for Candy Deaton. I leave to Amy Sama my thanks for being so nice. I leave to Wendy Counts memories about a good time.
I, Michele Hill, being of warped mind and beach bound body do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Collette DeKeizer, I leave my ability to belch and wreck cars. To Debbie Green, I leave good excuses to get out of work since she never seems to show up anyway. To the upcoming Varsity Cheerleaders, I leave patience. They’II need it. To Mrs. Wall, I leave a calendar so she will know exactly when to wash her hair every month and an open invitation to visit Jay and I at college - since she is going to miss us so much. To Coach Mac I leave the end of a legacy of Hilig. To Coach Tebben, I leave the memory of my nickname and the new face he learned to make. Last but definitely not least I leave all MY LOVE to JAY.
I. Sandra Hill, being of sour mind and tired body, do hereby declare this to oe my Last Will and Testament: To Kristi Doyle, I leave for next year's prom my this year's prom gown. To Jerry Stepp, I leave my parking space to park the car he loves to protect. To Kim Ingle. I leave a lot of patience and a good luck wish. With a boyfriend like Mark. you'll need it. Also I leave my Literature book for Mrs. Nickel’s class because Mark doesn't have on to leave. To the rising senior class I leave the best of luck EnJoy your last year because it wi11 be gone before you realize it. Last but definitely not least to Pvt. Rodney Erwin, I leave all the love. hugs, kisses, and a happy future for us together.
I. Janet Hollingsworth, being of sound mind and sexy body. do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To the "Brat Pack" I leave all the memories we've shared throughout our years here. Thank goodness it’s finally over. To Lee King and Stephen Levi, I leave the memories of the great times we had in Coach Tebben's 4th period Geometry class last year. To Maria Wagner, may you have the sanity not to put up with another year at Journalism. and to the great times we’ve had in 3rd period this year good luck your last year! ! (you' l l need it) Mrs. Nickell, I leave to you a bottle of aspirin to help you with next year's college prep classes and the research papers. To Mrs.Setzer, I leave my (sort of) ability to read music and all my love. I’ve really enjoyed your classes.
1. Katina A. Hoots, being of overworked mind and rested body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave my parking space to my sister <Ginger>, and all of my prayers to anyone who parks anywhere near her. To my cousin Robby I leave my locker and hopes that you won't become a "Redneck'' I leave to Mrs. Brown, "I think you’re one of the best teachers, THANKS." To all of my good friends ends. I leave a thanks, and Good Luck in life! To Cindy McDonald I want to say thanks for all the fun we had! To Tim Smith I hope you have better luck with the girls next year. Good luck in life and stay sweet
I. Kim Houk, being of forgotten mind and feeble body, do hereby dee 1 are this to be my Last Will and Testament: Hey Cuz (Carole McC) When you start those rotation next year don't let anyone stait missing the 21st out of every month possible. You left me out. Don't forget. To Keel lyy Nelson, I leave my senior parking spot. I never had most of the time I made my own. To Brian Staley, I want you to know if you keep up those 4 hours a week at the big "0" you might graduate sometime. For all the underclassmen sho get Mrs. Davidson. Always dress out in fulluniform!! Even the hair restraints! !
1. Mark Howard. being of crazy mind and lazy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I give my parking space to Jon Orr since I know you need one anyway Stay Cool. I give everything else besides my diploma to the people who need it the most and hate school as much as I do. Tina Thomas. you look terrific Call me sometime 693-6027.
I, Jenny Hyder, being of soul searching mind and spirited body, do hereby dee 1 are this to be my Last Will and Testament: I 1 eave to my confidant and dear friend, Sharon Anders, my parking space, and of course, the ability to actually have some fun (against the rules) and not get caught. To Bobby Kilpatrick I leave all the PARTIES life holds, not that he won't find them himself. Wild-guy Stephen Floyd, get the fun of actually <not) selling ads and my permission to use for himself all the teases I used on him. To Mrs. Wall, I leave the hope that next year's Calculus class matches or comes close to the gun of this year's The ability to get through a tough class with an almost impossible teacher--! leave to Shane Messer (an all too short lived friendship). Oh! Good Luck with football 1, To end my conversation with Doug Warsop, I leave him advice: "If one keeps one's nose in everyone's business but his own, he has many buddies but no true friends!" To Cheryl Rhodes I apologize and leave her- the interesting times ahead of learning lessons about guys and the fun of the relationships it takes to learn them. And lastly to ALL the Juniors I 1 eave the fun of a SENIOR YEAR! And the cha 11 enge to you for your graduating class to out do The Class of 1988! (Although it ls hardly likely.)
I, Jay Jackson, being of 1 mind and 2 bodies, do hereby declare this to be my Last Wi 11 and Testament: To Kristen Johnson, I leave my ability to watch a movie without asking questions. To Miss Lisa Blanton, I leave my drawing of a bone and a ticket to ~Good Morning, Vietnam.~s To Beth Turner-, I leave all my poems and songs found in my Adv. Biology book. To Andolyn Bradley, I leave one punch, a tea bag (used), and a used Kleenex. To Mike Staton, I leave my harmonica and any change found in my car. To Andrea Vaughn, I leave my ability to walk across the grass and not get caught, and my shoes to put on her fireplace mantle. To Vanessa Cram, and Sharon and Lacey Saltz, I 1 eave both of my 1 ocker-s so they don't have to be stuffed in the corner. To David Retzback, I leave nothing. If he wants my car he can have it but he can't have the keys! To Mrs. Johnson, I leave my stereo so she can appreciate music the best way (To listen to it). To Francie J. Werner, I 1 eave Love, Opus, and my fish Ron, who by a miracle of God, has not died yet. To Linda, whoever writes to me on the desk in Mrs.Mullins/ class, I leave the scum under my fingernails and my collection of toilet paper!
I, Brenda Johnson, being of----mind and----body, do hereby dee 1 are this my Last Will and Testament: To my two "daughters," Rene/ Glisson and Tamra Staton, I leave a mother's love and the knowledge that they can succeed in whatever they do. And, girls, always remember and never forget: change your underwear and never ta 1 k to strangers! To Claudia Gordon, I leave my locker in F building (we’ve shared it all year anyway), our favorite bench in the Senior Circle, and my coveted parking space 20 miles away from school. To Eva Morkoski, I leave my shoes. I know she can never f i 11 them but I be 1 i eve everyone should set their goals high! (Ha! Ha! Just kidding Eva, I love ya lots. Good 1 uck in the the future! ) To Ros 1 yan Dupont, I 1eave our #14 chorus folder, an empty seat to prop her feet in, and the promise that I will never ask her- to be on the “props” committee again. To Pam Ward, I leave my undying gratitude for the many questions she answered for me In 1st and 4th and for all our exciting labs in chemistry. To Charles Cantrell I, I leave an unconjugated reflexive verb in Spanish.(You can do it, Charles!)
I, Angela Marie Jones, being of confused rninct and extrmernely sexy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Wil 1 and Testament: to my favorite next door neighbor and friend, Doug Warsop, I leave my Italian neck. I don't think you would make it through next year without it. To Scott "the nerd" Hallowell, I bestow the greatest assorted-colored pen set ever! Also a leave a Jar of sweet pickles, a explosive bottle of whip cream, and dozen bananas, a ro11 of toi1et paper, and some carpet cleaner--mind you. To the rest of the Little Caesar’s Family, I leave the counter and Marylynn to James Hamill; to Peter Cram. I leave Bubbles and many long nights of water fights; and to Jenn Granere, I leave all of Misty's "Good" books! To Mark "Hey Good Looking'" Garren, I leave my sincere apologies. Now, Marc, don’t get mad, but I was one of the few that rolled your house the night of the bonfice. To Michael "Rappin"' Bridges, I leave $42.50. That’s for all the gum you’ll need next year 'cause I won’t be there to supply it. To Tammy, Tammy, Tammy Gilliam I leave a pair of sunglasses so you,,11 never have to look at me directly again. And you better be nice to me- who knows we might be related someday. Ha!Ha! To Scott McAbee, I leave nothing. Well, what do you leave to the man who has everything?
I, Dennis Justice, being of superior mind but nonexistent body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Mrs. Nicke I , I leave my bazooka so she can play Billy Joel songs during her planning period. To Mrs. Hawkins, I leave my butcher knife. To Mrs. Sluder, I leave my box of printer paper. God knows she needs as much as she can get. To Mrs. Rush, I leave a French dictionary. I cave everyone some advice: My name is Dennis Justice, NOT Norman Bates! Don’t write Norman Bates on my tombstone.
I Rhonda Justice, being of no mind and little body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Joey Shepherd, I leave the areat time we’ve had together in 5th. Thanks for being such a good friend. Have fun without me! To Shane, I leave a big long banana! Eat it up--I also leave a sweet monkey for ya’ Enjoy, thanks for always being there. To Jeff Murphy, I leave to you are brown—faced friend. Thanks for listening to all my problems and giving me advice when I need it. To David Ellington, I leave you a new attitude since you’re such a snob. Have fun without me next year. Just kidding—-thanks for all the memories. To Shawn Franklin, I leave all the great times we ye had. You’ve always been a bundle of laughs. Even though you hid my hooks one toos many times, I still love ya.
I. Tracey Justice, being of sound mind and--- body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: All the credit for me graduating goes to my Mom. (To me for doing it, her for making me). I love you. Mom H To Shawn McCarley, I leave a little sense of respect for yourself. (Lord knows you need it. Also we could take up a fund to by you some decent looking clothe, because you need all the help you can act!! To Terry Staton, I leave all the great times we had at work.
I, Maria Kitchen. being of demented mind and possessed body, do hereby declare this to oe my Last Will and Testament: To "The Pac", I leave all the memories we've shared and thanks for being such good friends? To Sarah Gordon. I leave all my ex-boyfriends, that is. if she' I l have any of them. To Stephen Levi. I leave the memory of "W.C." and the hope he ll someday find out about it from first hand experience. I also leave a fake I.D. so that he can get into see X-Rated movies. I also leave all the X-Rated videotapes his perverted little mind can handle'. To Shane Bradley ("Big Bird") I leave all of Mr. T's and Joan Col I ins Jewelry so he' 11 have enough gold and diamonds to wear. May he have the strength to wear it a I 1. To Jim Enz I er, I leave a Budweiser brewery so that he may consume as much beer as he can handle I also leave him his own smoking area in which he can smoke in any time he pleases. To Susan Woodman, I leave my button collection. except for mymy "Peace" and "U2" buttons. To Coach Posten's 5th period, I leave you al! good luck as Juniors and Seniors. To Coach Posten, I leave my "pictures" and the hope that he'll find another assistant as good as me. To Prudy Robbins. I leave all the Playgirl i 1 magazines and Chi pp i ngda le s cal anders she can handle. To Mr McCall. may you have my younger brother next year in your class.
I, Tina Lambert, being of Crazy mind and Powerful body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will 1 and Testament: To Michelle Harrelson, Wendi Byrd, Tina Thomas and Jodi Brookshire, (The best friends in the word!) I leave all of my Love and strength to make it through next year <Phil, 4:13). Don't ever forget all the good times we have had. I know I won't To Mike Barker and Dennis Hardin, I leave my hugs and smi Jes to repay them for all they have given me ,Thanks, I love you all)! To Peg, Meiki, Lynn, Jon, Chris, Tammo, Jan and Ando, I leave all the great memories of the 1987-1988 "Lady Eagles! 11 Thanks for making it so special. I also leave hopes for a great season again next year! Oh, Meiki, I leave you some good because you are getting too II Bad" ! I love ya. To Coach Morgan and the track team, I Leave my craziness and a lot of strength <YOU ARE GOING TO NEED IT WITHOUT ME!) I wish you a 1 I the best of I uck. Keep up the good work. To Coach Bunch, I leave love and laughter, you really mean a lot to me Bunch! To Mrs. Sluder, I leave our Fun, stay sweet and loving. I leave all my thanks and my love to "KING"! I could never have made it through these three years at East High without you. You are the best! ! P. S.: "King thanks for my Tennessee Friend! " I owe you one.
I . Michael J. Leslie. being of demented mind and superbly conditioned body do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament; To Coach Mac, I leave the power to govern the future "Hackers of America League" . May your hackey be filled with beads and your blinds with everlasting sleen. To brother Bowman. I shall leave my notes from the lectures. May your "rosebuds" blossom each year. To "Hot Lips" Nickell. I leave the everlasting ability to evenly spread thy Lipstick. and the ability to carry on without Jeff and myself. To Joni Waili, I leave fond memories of out 6th period class. Don’t ever forget Mike G., and Jason lett you a "Hogleg" in his desk. Make sure no one ls watching To the 4 sophomore girls in F building, I leave a clutter free locker in E building. To Vanessa, I leave a lake where it is all ways warm, a pair of rubber gloves for seminars, and memories. To Laura W., I leave my parking place #164 To Stephanie Rene Jacobs (C.I.F.), I leave a piece of my heart forever, and al I the good memories To Jason Burns I leave my Swiss Bank Account.
I, Christy Rae Lively, being of tampered mind and tantalizing body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament:To Lisa Barnwell, I leave a case of hairspray and a rubber band. To Renee Nelson, I leave all the clothes that Stacy borrowed from you that I’m still wearing. To Pam Ogle, I leave a book on “How To Improve your Sex Life.” (Use and enjoy). To Kristi Doyle, I leave my parking space and my K-Mart nametag. Get a real name! To Kim Hartzog, I leave my last tanning session, a can of Busch and a big BERP! 2 Angela Stepp, I leave a big Thanks for always being there for me and lots of luck with your future husband. 2 Malcolm Johnson, I leave my foot attached to your butt if you don t take care of Angela. (Just Kidding, buddy) 2 Angi Cannon Branks, I leave the memories of a beach trip we haven’t experienced yet but I’m sure it’ll be something to remember! 2 Tara Vitale. I leave an unfinished game of “Strip Poker”
I, Collette Lively, being of overworked mind and weak body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave to Pam and Todd the most love there ever could be in the world. I also leave Pam a better parking space in the senior parking lot than I got. To Cathy Heath, Alan Corn, Shane Talley, Scott Bradley, Keith Pitts, Chris Martin, Tryon Piercy, Johnny Collins and Anthony Corn, the best in life and all the laughs in the world. To Dana Jones and Tony Stepp. the best of luck in the future. To Missy Capps, Karen Anders. Cindy Garber, Crissy Goins, Tony Osteen, Pam Johnson, Sam Jones, Carl Swain. Roy Murray, Michael Gordonn and Robert Salty, I leave the best of all the parties you can stand.
I, Crystal Marshall, being of exasperated mind and disfigured body, I leave Mieki Summers all the gum she can get so she can pop it all she wants on the volleyball bus. To “sexy” Tammy Gilliam, I leave all the luck in the world with Basketball. (not that you will need it) To Jan Johnson, I leave my brain in place of your owen. You will need it due to yours being full of air. To Megan Ledbetter, Maria Wagner, Michelle Dalton, Charlene Byers, Erica Sprinkle, and Kathy Crosby. I wish you guys a great season next season and remember you II be seniors so take advantage of it. (maybe with a little luck Coach will come to practice more than once a week!) To Scott McAbee and Christy Gibbs, I leave the FCA responsibilities and Coach Bunch. He’s a job within itself.
I, Brian Martin, being of mind and body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave my beloved Denise Stewart, my wonderful locker, my ability to draw in art, the wonderful knowledge that I’ve gained and most of all I leave you all the love and good times that we have shared together I Love You ! ! To my great friend Bryan Baldwin, I leave my wonderful personality, my ability in gymnastics and the friendship that we have shared. To the Junior class, I hope you work very hard and strive towards your goals and become number 1 at East Henderson High School
I, Gina Martin, being of no mind and yes a body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Kim Blackwell, I leave my seat in the homeroom in hopes that someone special may always sit beside you. (someone as special as you - know - who!) To Stephanie Anders and Lisa Cox, I leave you with all those haunting stories about tanning booths. To Tammy Corn, I leave and I quote “you big dummy!” To Tangela Margan, I wish you a great senior year and all the memories of 2nd period. To David Wilson, I leave you right to be wild and crazy. I know there’s a side of you dying to break loose! To Wendell Erwin, I leave you a full length mirror to admire your body in because I don’t. I hope you never stop loving yourself. To my bestest friend in the whole world, Carey Wilson, I leave you all the great memories we have at this “happening” school. I hope college isn’t as much fun. I may die of too much laughter.
I, Tina Mashburn, being of absent mind and over-nourished body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Coach Hebb, I leave an x—tra bus ticket and a chocolate milkshake. To Mieki Summers, I leave a brand new razor arid a Big stuff OREO cookie. To Peggy, Jonette, Jan, and Lynn, I leave lots of luck and patience in Basketball. To Christy and Tammy, I leave all the privileges of being a senior on the B-ball team. Best Wishes and Thanks for a great season. To Donnie Ledbetter, I leave my good grades. Lord knows he needs them. To Michael McGraw, I leave my 3-way calling. To Mike Cox, I leave my friendship and lots of luck to you in band. To Tony Candler-, I leave my parking space and another wonderful year at East High. Party Hardy Babe!!!
I, David Matthews, being of blurred mind and tired body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Michael Barker, 1 leave some patience, especially when he gets behind the wheel of a car. To Jennifer Brown I leave a stack of Spanish workbooks so she won’t get bored this summer. To Tammy and Rebecca, I leave a bag of Doritos and the sheet music to their- favorite song, “The Carpenter.” To Jenny Ward, I leave the major works of Carl Sandburg. To Lisa Youngblood, I leave the highly sought after and coveted 1st chass and a round trip ticket to Pennsylvania. To Eva and Molly, I leave my car. It’s not much but it will get you to school.
I, Debbie McCall, being of exhausted mind and worn—out body do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my “little” brother Billy, I leave my parking place in hopes that one day he will have his own car to screw up. (HA HA) I also leave the ability of deception to help you get through your Sr. year having a little fun. Also, to Billy and Kevin ,I leave all of my football ability so you will have a great season next year! I hope you guys will go all the way! To Megan, Michelle, Mana, Kathy, Erica and Charlene , I leave the ability to “Just get along with” Coach Trace. I hope you guys have the greatest year next year.
I, Pam McCall, being of doubtful mind and body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Pam Ward, I leave my wonderful brain. (ha!) Remember “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” To Melanie McCall, I leave parking place #147 that was also Larry’s and hope that you will enjoy next year. Even the prom. To Any Sama, I leave my job because you are a true friend and I know you love selling candy and shoes as much as I did. I also leave the memory of the double date that lasted for a couple of hours and the tremendous luck we have with guys. Don’t ruin our image.
I, Corey McGraw, being of malcontent mind and muff buff body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Bob Morgan, I leave sole ownership of our undercover government company “Muff Buff Boy Inc.. Now you become agent 69er and remember the sacred motto. No muff too tuff. To Fred I leave, well close your eyes, what do you see. Well that's what you get! Ha. No, I leave you Morgan Fairchild, yea, yea. Just bring her back in one piece please. To Paula Stepp, I leave the most precious thing possible. ME! ! lucky, lucky. I must warn you though there is no money back guarantee here. Remember, if it hurts. you're doing it wrong! No pain, No gain. So long piligrimo!
I. Wendell Erwin, being of lustful mind and beach bound body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my understudy Shane Gragg, I leave my jumpshot and my hands so he can be an awesome athlete like myself. To Brent Poston, I leave the ability to style and profile. To Bryan Brad~haw, I leave $1.35 for the can of SKOAL he bought me. To the “ Horsemen”, the memories of Mrs. Rush’s 4th period. As president of the of the “ Horsemen’, I take away all memberships of the underclassmen because nobody can raise it like the four senior members. To Renee Nelson, all the memories that we shared. To Crystal Marshall, I give my friendship and an apology for being so hard headed and stubborn. Thanks for understanding. To Coach Reneau, I leave my thanks for talking me into playing football, and I’ll leave you a picture of me so when you are lifting weights you’ll have something to shoot for. To the upcoming student body president, I leave “Could I Have Your Attention For This Morning’s Announcements!” To the man at the gas station, I leave just enough money to fill up my car as I leave for the beach. And last but not least to Ken Nelson. I leave directions to the Dean Dome. “Scratch That!”
I, Jill McDonald Hill being of empty mind and no body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I leave my ability to
nave beautiful babies to all the eagle females. I leave my height to Denise Newman. I leave my wonderful grades to anyone who wants them hard WORK for them the way I did. I leave my school spirit and fun times at oames to all the deadbeats who don't care enough to go. I leave rry fabulous cooking techniques to the school cooks, especially my spaghetti recipe. I leave my love and good—luck to all the Eagle couples. And I’ll leave East with all the good times, great memories, and best friends of a lifetime.
I, Sonya Joann McMurray Justice being of unstable mind and beach bound body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my loving husband, Richard Justice, I leave all my love and those Friday night phone calls. To Rhonda Cantrell, I leave many memories good or bad we've been through a lot. To Smurf (you know who you are), I leave the ability to heal bruises and to walk again. I also leave you a bottle of Anacin for your new problem. To Sharon Ballard, we finally made it. Tell Hardy it's been a year. I also leave you 8 glasses of water to enjoy. To Andra Bailey, I leave you the ability to turn a truck around. To all upcoming seniors, 1 year left so Party Hardy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! '88 will dominate.
I. Todd (Toad) MCMurray being of savant mind and retrograding body, (--Look, Mrs. Nickell, Vocabulary Words, def. Scholared and Backsliding--), do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testement: First of all to Pam, you have all my love to keep you through the days even though I'll just be down the road. To my brother, I’m not leaving my truck! I’ll leave all of you these wonderful teachers. To Mrs. Nickell, the memories of Jeff E., Richie J., Mike L., Scott H. and me. Bryan, I don't guess you can have my room since I'm not leaving. To this school and all the teachers one more great year of memories .
!, Tammy Messer, being of sound mind and tired body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Traci Trice, I leave my gavel. It is with great pleasure I leave Keywanettes in such capable hands. You will be a great president! Have fun in H.O. II. Next year you will win a competition. Good Luck in your senior year. Always keep God first and he wl 1 l help you through everything. You are a very special friend. To Chris Stepp, I leave a big hug! Good luck in 1ife, I'1 l miss you lots! To Mike Mccraw & Mike Cox, I leave my marching skills and the ability to respect others, seeing that you are lacking in these areas. Just joking. You guys are going to make it.
I, Billy Narrow, being of sound mind and strong body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my girlfriend Beverly Justice, I leave my parking space #15D. Hopefully, she will have her car by then. To all the seniors who made fun of my car, I leave this ‘Pfttttttt because I have noticed that every one of these people has missed a day because of car trouble. My car never missed a day in the two years that I drove it. To Mrs. Nickell, I leave all of the guilt that one person can bear for making me work for my grade in English. To all the rising juniors, I leave this Mrs. Nickell was never as bad as we said she was. She was worse.”
I. Kim Myers, being of strong mind and small body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Cindy McDonald, my ability to know good friends from bad friends. To Sonya Justice, my ability to starve to death just to beat your husband. To Benny Justice, the ability to have the best times of your life while you’re at East. To Aundrea Vaughn, my ability not to let “here” get you down. To Susan Ledhetter, a big thank you, for helping me with my English test. To the rising seniors, my ability to make it through the bad times and make the best of the good times. Don’t Quit!
I. Lisa Myles, being of crazy mind and extremely tired body, do hereby declare this to be my Last WIll and Testament: I leave to Rene’ Glison, my little sis, my love and friendship. I hope your senior year is as great as mine was. To the Lady Eagle Basketball team, I leave the dream of Carmicheal 1989. Go get ‘um! To Dennis King, I leave all the fun in 4th period band. I’ll miss ya. To Christy Gibbs, leave the office of Treasurer of Keywanettes. Good Luck! To Rhonda, Tina, and Tammy, WE MADE IT! And finally to my best friend Monica Westall, I love you with all my heart and I will always treasure the times and friendship that we shared. I am going to miss you and you better keep in touch!
I. Robin Nelson, being of empty mind and pathetic body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Sandy Nelson, I leave a ride to school every morning, then you can complain to someone else about your hair. To Maylan, I leave a smile because you always gave me one. To anyone else I left out, I leave whatever you want because I don't want it.
I. Candice Nicholson, being of tired mind and skinny body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Angie Orr. I leave my locker. To all my friends in my 6th period, I leave all the good times. To Lee King, I leave my erasable pen that will come in handy in Mrs. Nickell’s class. You can also have my MLA. To Jeff Harvey, I leave my parking space, so you can park your corvette in it, with the two-dollar parking sticker you have to stick on your window. To Ginger Hoots and Barbara Landreth, I leave a bottle of cough syrup. Get the most out of it!
I, Lori Nix, being of absent mind and sun-burnt body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I will start by leaving Glenda Lindsey (about the only person I really like) all of the luck in the world. You mean a lot to me! To Pam Strickland, I leave you the best of times in cheerleading. (Remember me, Miss NCA.) To Dwayne Summey, I just wanted you to know you’ve brightened a lot of my days. You are really sweet. To all firemen, I leave you with the right to be proud of what you do. To Anthony, Johnny, and Keith, I leave you thanks for being such special friends. To Timmy Garren, I leave you with me forever and always. I love you! And to all seniors ’88, I leave you with the best of luck in the future! Be careful in all you do! I hope you get everything you have ever wanted! I will NEVER forget you!
​I. Fred Norris, being of partly sound mind and flabby body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Dawn Johnson, I would like to leave all my love and wish her all the happiness in her young married life. I also would like to leave to Dawn my parking space p21. To Mike Cox, I would like to leave the guts to ask some of the girls he is crazy about out. I would also like to leave Mike luck in his musical career. To Mike McGraw, I wish I could leave some brains, but oh, well. To Donnie, I leave happiness and luck. May you get all you want out of life? To all of my Senior Friends, I may never see again, I would like to say I will miss you and never forget you. Good luck with your lives. May we keep in touch wherever we end up. To all of my underclassmen friends, I wish you luck. Stick it outs because it’s worth it. I’ll be back from time to time to visit you. Have fun, be young, but stay out of trouble. See ya.
I, Marcie Orr, being of sound mind and Sound body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Beverly Justice, I leave lovely selections for the Glory Tabernacle Choir entitled, “I’ll Meet You by the River (some sweet and happy day).’ I also leave her a pint of mashed potatoes and gravy from Kentucky Fried Chicken to enjoy as she makes Consumer Service phone surveys from the Henderson County Advocate! To Christy Gibbs (my Carristy), I leave a tall glass of Tetley Iced Tea to drink on a hot summer’s day in hopes that she will always “Swing Wide the Gates.” To Amy Rubin, I leave the memories of Mylon in the midday sun! We’ll have to see him more this summer. (Most definitely!) To Tabitha Barnwell, I leave the ability to spell her name correctly! Also remember, penqueno, penqueno! And the slut-puppy from All-State. When I get my chorus, you’ll have. to come to help me teach the sopranos to sing like Russian mamas and not wimps. To Angie Orr, my dearest (and only) sister, I leave the courage to make it through one more year of high school. Don’t worry. It’s gone before you know it. Just Kidding! To Andolyn Bradley,. I leave the wonderful realization that sometimes my dreams come true. Don’t give up hope yet! If you take Spanish III next year, keep Mrs. Rush straight for me.
I, Patrice Orr, being of red hair and Barr body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my little brother Tony, I leave two things: first, continued success with Jennifer. I only hope that you treat her as well as your brother has treated me. Also, I leave you my goggles with the stipulation that you wear them at Regionals by the time you are a senior. To Pam Strickland, I leave my parking space. It’s in a good place for away games. To you, I also have patience——you will need it You can have my ability to point toes during jumps and I wish you luck with Mary Lou and Mrs. Erwin. To Tammy Gilliam, I leave a “yellow and blue make green,” zip lock bag for long bus rides to basketball games. To the 1988-1989 Varsity Cheerleading Squad, I leave the gymnastic talent that EHHS Cheerleaders are known for. To next year’s Senior Class Secretary-Treasurer, I leave any computer in Ms. Hawkins' class and an Apple Works--GOOD LUCK! To Jennifer Gray, I leave the definition of ‘group’: a number (more than one) of persons gathered or classified together. to any and everyone else- I did not leave you anything maybe because I do not like you--maybe not--who knows.
I. Emily Osteen, being of short mind and long body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my sister Shannon, I leave my parking space #45. I leave my place in the car to my brother Warren. To Laura Rollins, Ginger Maybin, Dana Jones, Jennifer Drake, Gwen Rogers, and Angelique Lively, all of the wild and crazy times that I had as a Senior. To Maria Wagner, I leave Coach Hawkins’ 7:30 class. I leave to Ricky Bishop. Ross Murray and Sam Jones have the ability to pass Mr. Bowman s U.S. History class. To Crissy Goins, I leave a case of hairspray and a pick. To “Jimmy Womack, I leave all of the good times ‘e had. To Carl Swain, Jimmy Wornack, Tony Johnson, Michael Gordon. Maylon Hudgins. and Missy Capps the heater in B-Building. I leave to Shane Beddingfield and Michael Thomas, Mrs. Brown for Senior English. And to the uprising seniors, I leave Mrs. Cook.
I. Greg Pace, being of a brilliant mind and hairy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Coach Tebben, I leave my brain and horseman values for more wins next season. To Mrs. WalI, I leave my handy dandy and my sense of humor. To Mark Garren, I leave my number and my jump shot. To Coach Saltz, I leave my luck (You’ll need it). To my sister, I leave my image to do with as you see fit. To Tommy Garland, I leave my football so he can play for Wilmington. To Crystal, I leave my memory so you don’t forget your pocketbook everywhere you go. To my fellow horseman Wendel I, I leave my childhood jockstrap so your athletic career does not end. To fellow horseman, Jay Stepp, I leave half of my hair so people don’t think you’re a transvestite. To my fellow horseman, Jason, I leave my spit cup and memories of the Dean Dome. To fellow horseman, Bruce Gilliam, I leave memories of the Phito, 76ers, Eagles, and Tarheels. I also want you to remember how I schooled you often. To Carol Stepp, I leave my love and thanks, I want to know that II cherish the three years we shared at East. To my parents, I leave appreciation for the love, support, and mostly, money you gave me for the past 18 years.
I, Cricket Pace, being of worn-out mind and beach-bound body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To all the rising seniors, I leave a stone copy of the MLA. I leave Megan Ledbetter and Brian Rose, all the advice you’ll ever need to know, to be good!
I. Myrna Patrick Pace, being of crazy mind and small body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To my friend M&M Sheltz, I leave the ability to get hurt and still do a great job in Gymnastics. I also leave my friendship and love. To Posalyn DuPont. I leave the ability to have great, creative ideas. To Tamra Staton, I leave all my makeup and hair spray. To Kim Blackwell, I leave my ability to sing and enjoy it. To Cindy Beddingfield, I leave the ability to laugh at--any time plus all the food from McDonald’s that she can eat. To Mrs. Setzer, I leave thanks for giving. me the privilege to be in a great Chorus for, two years. I really enjoyed it. I--also leave the ability to wear a pencil behind her ear while creating a great chorus.
I, Sam Pacilli, being of underdeveloped mind and PeeWee Herman body, do hereby declare this my Last Will and Testament: First of all I’d like to leave my loving sister, Marla, all that is rightfully her’s – my executive Senior parking space in the Junior parking lot, complete with a years supply of dirt and gravel. I’d also like to leave her my deluxe locker with a new pressure points TM patented lock.
I, Michelle Peeler, being of little mind and lots of body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Scott McAbee, I leave another key to the gate of your new “Apple Farm.” To Scott “Nerd” Hallowell, I leave money for whipped cream and toilet paper and also a big, wet, sloppy kiss. To James H., I leave my ability to SH-8 and drive safely. To Vanessa C., I leave my dancing ability and the good times we have had. Thanks for all your help. To Rebecca Duncan, I leave my chair in the band and that includes my ability to play. To Scott Westall, I leave my memories of the fun times we had on the way back from the basketball games. Also, I leave you money for a new broom. Love Ya to death. To Doug Warsop, I leave you all my kisses and hugs. Have a great senior year. Love Ya.
I, Patricia Phillips, being of exhausted mind and ----- body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: I have nothing to leave and on one to leave it to, and even if I did. I would take it with me.
I, Natasha Poor, being of dirty mind and virgin body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Stef, I leave a stepladder to climb in, out, onto, or out of (take your pick). RPS, an SP. And a turtle. To Essie (Michel B.) I leave “wonderful” memories of the flag corp. without you, I wouldn’t have survived. To Rena, memories of breaking into the dorm at Lenoir Rhyne. Pam – we have dates!! I leave Mrs. Oechelin to my great friend Bob Morgan. To Marcy and Angle, I give the Pot Luck Woody and Tarry Dance. Rock it to you. And the Russ Group (Yes, take the Russ) –Way cause you gotta have faith! To Julie Sizembre, I leave eleven years of memories and my friendship forever. LOVE YA!!
I, Paul Pressley, being of the big toe and unused body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Chris Ford, who wants my parking space good luck, when it rains it gets awfully deep there so bring a boat. To a couple of my neck friends in 6th period I will leave my ability to do lighter tricks and use only big Bics. Sonya Garland (Little Garland) doesn’t play too many games. Anyone who gets Coach Morgan for homeroom had better find someone to share lockers with. To Mike Staton who is sort of stuck here, I leave pizza, spaghetti, and anything else you can think of you can have. So good luck to all of you people who will be here next year. I think you might need it.
I. Tony Ray. being of sound mind and healthy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Wayne Wilkie, I leave my locker (which really isn’t mine). To Lee King, I leave my favorite seat on the bus, I hope you will keep it as warm as I did. To Shane Bradley. I leave all the “hello’s” that have ever been said. To Tim Smith, I leave “you know who’s phone number” may you use it often. To Twila, I leave all the fun times we had on the bus and the best of luck next year. To Coach Hawkins and Mrs. Sluder, thank you for being the best teachers ever. There’s not much of importance left, except my love, and I leave all of it to Jeff Wyatt. Thank you for always standing by me. I know we will live a long and happy life together.
I, Tern Dianne Reed, being of overflowing mind and too much body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Dawn and Vicki: I bestow the curse of flag captains. I hope they treat you with as much “respect” as you all treated Heather and me. I also leave my flag-twirling talent, you need that too. Take it as you like. To Jody Leigh Davis “the Jew boy” I leave my ability to play the drums, control Mr. Ledford, and forget as many things and events as possible. I also leave a lifetime supply of Carmex, don’t overdose. To Tammy Gilliam, I leave my parking space *69 and my unsurpassed basketball talent. To Adrian Hart, I leave my first chair and those entire mismatched drumsticks in that messy cabinet. To Thonya McMinn I leave my locker #50 D building it’ll never be the same. To Heidi Spreeman I leave my sympathy that she has to live through two more years of this hell hole they call the school. To Mrs. Wall’s 1st period class, I leave the Interact bulletin board and three picture frames to frame my three tardy sheets. To Mrs. Cook, I leave nothing except for a piece of advice, Lighten up !! Not everyone’s a criminal, even though this school does treat people like they’re behind BARS H!
I, Robby Retzbach, being of demented mind and sound body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To the underclassmen, I leave the ability to grow up. To my brother David, I leave my truck keys. To Tim Sweezy, Dale Snider, Rodney Justus, and Lewis Robert, I leave the truck to divide evenly piece by piece. To anyone wanting gym clothes that live. I leave them in my locker for your use. To my teachers I leave a memory, to my friends, I leave good times, and to those of you I don t know I leave nothing cause I’m taking it with me.
I. Tracy Rhodes, being of distorted mind and average body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Stephanie Jacobs. I leave the ability to be loyal to our wrestling team rather than to our opponents. To James Owen. I leave the ability to stay awake in Mr. Bowman’s class. To Cheryl Rhodes. I leave my parking space on p97. To Susan Pace, I leave my Fred Flintstone t-shirt in remembrance of Mr. Bowman. To Tamra Staton, I wish you all the best of luck when Kanoe comes back for you at the end of the year! To Coach Setzer, I hope you find a wrestling statistician as good and LOYAL as me! To Dennis King, I leave my best wishes in your quest for “Shamu”, the killer blonde from Pisgah. To Weldon Dale, I leave the ability to swerve at oncoming possums. To my dearest friend Kande York, I leave the ability to not make fun of people with “craters” in their faces. (You know who I’m talking about.) To Randall Johnson and Brad Pace, I leave the ability to be a little less obnoxious and a lot more “candy coated’ like me.
I. Rick Russick, being of feeble mind and weak body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Mr. Canipe. I give a whole wardrobe of Don Johnson apparel. (At least, he’d be in style) To Mrs. Ballew, I give all the books that I have borrowed over the years. if I can find them. Mrs. Ballew, do you still want your Literary Cavalcades? To Richard Bagur. I give a book on How to Ruin your Skateboard. That may sound stupid, Richard, but you still have some more things to learn. To James HamilI. I give him a new set of magic markers. His old ones ran out while drawing on Mrs. Ballew’s doorway. To Mr. Bowman, I give a year’s supply of Flintstone Vitamins. To Mrs. Cook, I give a record of all the absentee lists over the past 3 years. If you want to, Mrs. Cook, you may even want to reorganize them! To Mrs. Nickel, I give a tape of all the student cliche and questions repeated to her this year.
I. Jeff Scoltock, being of intuitive mind and above average body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: First of all. I would like to thank “East” for making this a great year. To James, I leave the memories of the 6th period. Don’t worry! You only have 2 more l-o-n-g years to go. To Mrs. Raynes, I leave memories of your wonderful” 5th-period class. I also leave these memories to you Pam (wasn't it great). I wish I had more friends Iike you. Love ya! Mrs. Nickel, I leave you all the pain pills and aspirin I can find for next year. You, no doubt, are one of the best teachers I have had.
I. Ami Serrano, being of sound mind and beautiful body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To John Morgan, I leave the ability to walk and not trip over everything, Best wishes with Amber.” To Gerald Weideman, I leave all the sanity I can spare. “You need all you can get.” I leave both John and Gerald the capability of putting up with my sister. To Dawn Gibbs, I leave a bus ride to school every day. To Chris Forres and Holly Jensen, I leave best wishes. I hope your relationship makes you as happy as Steve and me. To Michelle Harrelson, I leave many thanks for listening to my problems. “Thanx”. To Laura Warner, I leave many more happy times at Swat. To Jason Baldwin, I leave the ability to walk like any normal person. ‘Keep ‘your chin up.” Good luck with Ivy-—you’ll make a “Semi” good brother-in-law someday.
​I, Gretchen Bishop, being of great intellect mind and sensuous body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Troy Jackson “ Honey Bumpkins” I leave several hugs and lots of kisses, one l2oz box of Mr. Bubble, 34 teddy bears, several overdue library books, 5 absences, and 12 tardies, 22 detention hrs., and a soft pair of size 13 shoes in remembrance of the healthy baby toe that use to be mine. To Coach Hawkins, I bequeath the faithful chair which occupied my entire 116 lbs. for 2 yrs. and “Ouija's spirit. To Lisa Callaway, I leave lots of plaid. To Jay Jackson, I relinquish 1 dead Mexican and a pack of matches. To Michael Green, I leave the real color code to replace the fake one we gave you. To anyone who is brave enough, I leave a 45 lb. tire tool that you may gracefully assault. To all my rowdy friends, I leave an invitation to our wedding (June 1989). It’s time we all settle down, I’ll miss the fun we had together-. Candi, you can have back the sanity you lost while I drove the driver’s ed. car- along with several inches of tread.
I, Angie Stepp being of absent mind and short body, declare this to be my Last will and testament. To Anthony Johnson, I leave my locker #17, plus my “Welcome to the funny farm,” poster. To Tracy Rhodes, I leave a big hug for putting up with my messy locker. To Lori Swiger, I leave lots of luck in everything you do. Always remember to smile. I love ya, Lori Ann! To Tamy Greene, I leave the memories of a wonderful friendship that I hope will never change. To Christy Lively, I leave a big hug and thanks, you are just “too much!” I love ya Chris! To Stacey Lively, I leave a little push to get you started. Stac, remember, you are pretty. To Erica Sprinkle, I leave lots of luck for your senior year. “Little Sprink,” you’ve always been there when I needed you--you’re the greatest!! I love ya, Ric! Finally, To Malcolm Johnson, my future husband, I leave all my love and much more. Remember the times we shared together. We are going to make it!! I LOVE YOU, MAL!
I, Carol Stepp, being of little mind and body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament. To Peggy Pace, I leave thy wonderful driving skills, especially. the backing-up part. I also leave her ‘the patience to put up with Greg! Good luck next year and have fun! I leave all of my math questions to Pam Strickland. To Nathan Curry, I leave all my nickels from lunch. I leave my “Dear Abby” advice to Kristen Johnson! I’ll miss all of our little talks! To my best friend, “Gracie Greene,” I leave the memories. of all the good times we’ve had here. I also leave her my socks, since hers have more holes in them than they do material. To Greg Pace, I leave all my love. Thanks for making these past three years terrific!
I, Jay Stepp, being of stable mind and sensual body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To coach Mac, I leave my Swiss Bank Account. Although I was always late, I really wanted to be on time to learn my French! To Mrs. Nickel I , I leave the best row of guys you’ve ever had. Although we acted ridiculous, we are very intelligent.
I, Mark A. Stepp, being of illogical mind and fascinating body, do hereby declare this.to be my last Will and Testament. To Mr. Ledford, I leave the task of finding another percussionist and medic combination. To Jackson Corbin, I leave my Sr. parking space so he can carry on the tradition of being late to fight code 23’s and scratch his dad’s truck in the process. To Mr. Jarvis, I leave the hopes of finding another 3-year career student. To my parents, I leave thanks for the love, support, and money given to me over the last 18 years.
I, Tony Stepp, being of no mind and little body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. I leave all of my wild stunts to my brother and cousins Jerry Stepp, Chris King, and Brian Stepp. I leave all of my love to Dana Jones Stepp for being so kind, loving, caring, and understanding. I love you very much.
I, Kimberly Michelle Stephens, being of sound mind and endured body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Mieki Summers, I leave my basketball and volleyball uniforms in hopes that you will remember me every time you play and remember I am behind you every step of the way. I love you, Mike. To Christy Gibbs, I leave my parking space. I also leave my position as co-captain of the basketball team. Finally and most importantly I leave you all my men. I won’t need them in college. To The Lady Eagle basketball team, I leave the eye of the Tiger and the hunger and desire to want to be the very best. I’m gonna miss each and every one of you. You guys have made my senior year unforgettable and for that I thank you. I also leave Philippians 4:13. I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. I believe this to be true because look where he took us this year. Lady Eagles, another mission awaits you. To Tammy Gilliam, I leave the memories shared in the years of playing ball together. I also leave you my B-Box talent. I’ll miss your rappin’ and those great passes. You’re the greatest. I’ll miss you, babe. Every time I eat an Oreo cookie I think of you. To Mark Gibbs, last but certainly not least, I leave all the special times we’ve shared. I will miss you so much when we go to college. To Mark Gibbs, 1st but certainly not least, I leave all the special times we’ve shared. I will miss you so much when we go to college. But I can’t have a feeling that college can’t keep us apart. Everywhere I go you’ll always be in my heart and on my mind. I’ll miss you aggregating me most of all, believe it or not. Just remember I love you more!
I, Hege Strand, being of dreadful mind and hyperactive body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To Margaret Sineath, I bequeath my Norwegian/English dictionary, since she has shown such an improvement In Norwegian. Since we have had so much fun together in Accounting, and as a “thank you” for all help, I’ll give her my Norwegian address. (She has to write in Norwegian.) To Amy Jones, I bequeath some of the Norwegian music that I brought with me from Norway. We had some fun in the band, right Amy? To Mrs. Nickel I, I bequeath my chamber’s mini dictionary for beginning English. It could be very useful in her CP English classes next year. To all my friends and teachers: This year has been fantastic! I am thankful for all the help I’ve got and I bequeath my address to anyone who would like it! At the same time, you may all think about me whenever you want to.
I, Christi Summey, being of brilliant mind and sexy body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To all the faculty, I leave my sister Georgette. ~ Good Luck ~ To Stephen Levi, I leave my spare C’s. To Lee King, I leave my excellent brains to help him with another year of school. Good Luck, Kiddo! To Laura Worley, ‘I leave my wit to help her get through the day easier. To John Silvey, I leave my creativity for art class. To Quinton Bradburn, I leave my patience to help him put up with McCall. To Donovan Tipton, I leave my perverted mind to help him think straighter. To Mrs. Rush, I leave “Bunky.” To Donald Rhodes,. I leave my courage. To Mary Wolfe, I leave my honesty. Maybe it will help her as much as it did me. To Zach Clayton, I leave my joy to remember all the good times In Agriculture. To Mrs. Mullins, I leave my locker. To Roy Murray, I leave my pity and sympathy. To everyone, I wish a happy and deserving life.
I, Chris Sutton, being of erotomania mind, and erogenous body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament. To Kim Blackwell, I leave all my love, my parking place, and all the memories of the three best years of our lives. To Mrs. Mullins, ‘I leave all the happiness and memories of our fourth-period class. To Mrs. Haynes, I leave all the famous notes that I took for all three of the years that I had her. To Richie Askew, I leave my comb and the ability to use it. To Shane Ward, I leave a new paintbrush for Dexter Thompson’s’ class.
I, Debbie Sweezy, being of dirty mind and worn out body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. I leave to my brother, Tim Sweezy, my parking place # 105, and all the ability to skip and not get caught!’ To Brian Davis, I leave my beautiful hands, since you have to shake them. To my best friend, Monica WestalI, I leave all the good times we’ve ‘had this past year, especially the one time when you sent me on the blind date and it turned out great.
I, Keith Taylor, being of unused mind and worn-out body,’ do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. I leave my parking place to Shane Bradley, my ability to drive to Jerry Step, and my locker to Laura Rollins. The rest I leave to the Smithsonian. ,‘
I, Carmen Denise Thomas, being of sound mind and cute’ body do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament. , To Tammie, Doug, Stephanie, Angelique, and Brent, I leave all the wonderful Memories of French 2, and hey, go for French 3!! To Michael Barker and Wendi Byrd, I leave more hugs than you ‘can handle! To Lisa Youngblood, keep on honkin' on that sax, kid! ‘I also ‘leave the fun memories of visits to Hendersonville High! To Veronica, keep smiling! To my best friends MarIa, Michelle, Heather, Denise, Kim, Jennifer, Michele, and John — I can’t leave you anything, but I can thank you for all the love, encouragement, and support I got from you for so long. Best wishes for Life after high school, and I love you!
I, Joey Thompson, being of outstanding mind and out-of-shape body, do hereby declare this to be my last will and testament: To Kim B., I leave a year’s supply of strawberry pop tarts and Dr. Pepper for her first-period class next year. To next year’s carpentry students, I leave a supply of rulers so they can measure something over two feet. To Kim B., I also leave all the good grades you and I and Chris got in first period psychology.
I, Tracey Turner, being of absent mind and more than enough body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament: To Faith Pace, I leave out a trip to the can bank and all our adventures at Ingles, remember the frozen food aisle! To Scott McAbee, I leave you all the mechanical pencils and stat sheets that your little heart desires! To my little sister Beth, I leave my parking place and the awesome vega to put in it. To Donnie and the two Mikes, I leave two more great years at East. To Coach Hebb, I leave one very used bus ticket. Thanks for everything-you’re the greatest. To the annual staff, thanks for everything and I wish you lots of luck next year. And finally, to Dale Snyder, I leave a hug and all my love. Have a great senior year and I’ll miss you lots!
I , Jason Tweed, being of sound mind and tall body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To all the upcoming horsemen I leave nothing because the horsemen will go with us wherever we go. To Christy Gibbs, I leave the memories and the good times, and may we have many more. To Marc Garren, I leave the ability to like himself which he has already mastered. To Brent Poston, I leave my parking space, and the ability to “run and gun” with the big boys next year. And to all you upcoming seniors: Have a good time because it’s a short one.
I, Tara Ann Vitale, being of stable mind and little body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Jamie Banther, I leave my driving record. To Meagan Ledbetter, I leave a blender and the ability to walk down stairs without falling. To Pam Strickland, I leave the patience of a saint ‘cause you’re gonna need it! To Ken Nelson, leave the memory of out night together in Chapel Hill. • To Brad and Randall,, I leave the memories of Mr. Bowman’s class. Good luck to you in making it out of East I want to thank Michael Bridges for the summer of ‘87. It was the best. I leave you my parking space since you took it upon yourself to point it out for me. Your friendship means the world to me and hopefully we’ll have it in our hearts forever.
I, Reeda Ward, being of dirty mind and frustrated body, do hereby declare this to be my last Will and Testament. To Anna Southern, who has been my best friend since the 4th grade, I leave you the memories of all the good times we’ve shared. I wish you all the best in life because you deserve it. To my sister Nora, I leave my ability to make it through three years of high school without taking a book home or to class To everyone In 5tgh period, I leave all my jokes to ponder over for years to come. Last but not least, I leave to my I love, my heart.
I, Jonathan Ward, being of dirty mind and wonderful body, do hereby declare this to be my L:ast Will and Testament: To Shane Ward, I leave my parking space. To Debbie Greene and Scott Case, I leave all the fun we had in third period. To Mr. Thompson, all the things in the world for what he has taught me during three years at East. To Mrs. Haynes, thanks for letting me make up the test we had in third. To all the teachers, I leave you all the luck in the world to deal with the 11th graders.
I, Christi Wessolleck, being of burned out mind and sun-damaged body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To Brian Rose, I leave a supply of gum, this way he won’t have to pester everybody like he did me. To Lisa Youngblood, I leave a hair pic and a case of hairspray. To Melki Summers, I leave the ability to act like a girl. To Dwayne Surrimey, I leave a secretary who really knows what she’s doing. To Amy Sama, I leave one of my “good mornings.” To Lisa Day, I leave a personality. To the rest of the upcoming seniors, I leave lots of luck.
I, Robin Williams, being of wasted mind and weak body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To my good friend Tim, I leave my beat—up skylark! To Jeremy Duncan, I leave my locker full of bad habits! I leave what I did not learn in gymnastics to whoever it may concern. And to everyone else, I leave another year in this place.
I, Carey Wilson, being of psychotic mind and idle body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Danny Bedingfield, I leave a dance. To Shane Bradley, I leave all my pencils without any erasers left. To Donnie Ledbetter, I leave a smile. To Donovan Tipton, I leave my hairspray and mousse. To Kim Blackwell, I leave a box of Kleenex. To one of the sweetest people I know, Andrea Staton, I leave the wish that she gets all she wants from life. And finally, to David Wilson, I leave East High, to be done with as he sees fit. I thought a big fire on July 4th would be nice. To Randy Hyder, I’m your secret admirer.
I, Patricia Worley, being of confused mind and tired body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. To Lee Rapp, I give you the first 6’7” surfer—basketball player I meet and my ability to speak the Spanish language fluently. To Vanessa, I leave my bionic soccer skills and my ability to drive at supersonic speeds and to never get caught. To Dennis, I leave my new phone number! To Jason Burns, I leave my white Ford Turbo with A.M. radio. To Denny, I leave my fast typing skills. Now you’ll have to get your own paper. To April, I leave my parking place. You can share my cute car with Jason. To Will Tanner, I leave all of my common sense (even though it’s not much,) and a new voice that changes pitches, (non-monotone.) To Lee, Cindy and Faith, I leave a bottle of hairspray.
I, Lisa Worsham, being of distorted mind and untouchable body, do hereby declare this to be my Last Will and Testament: To Debbie Green, I leave my DECA card that says I can get out at 12:30 - because I know how much you would kill for it. To Lan Swaggart, I leave her all of my dancing ability. But anyway, good luck with Alan. To Knisti Doyle, I leave you my ability to stay broke up with your boyfriend without getting a big you know what! To Larry Green, I leave my parking space. To Jamie Banther, I leave you my lost wallet - if you ever find it!
I, Kande York, being of sound mind and have-to-do body, do hereby declare this to be my last will and testament: To Meiki Summers, I leave the best ability to be the baddest. To Tammy Gilliam, I leave you all the luck in the world with that big “B” careen. To Stacey Lively, I leave the knowledge that I have to being shy. To Lynne Metcalfe, I leave my wonderful voice. To Coach Tebben, I leave thanks for being there and pushing me through my senior year.