As I, Rhonda Lynn Lowe, transport ray humble soul and over-sized
body from the hallowed hall of Highlands High, I have a fev/ valued
possessions to be distributed in the following manner: To ray dearest,
pesty sister Beverly I leave all of my term papers, essays, and
other various v;orks of outstanding acaderaie; she may put these on
file for future reference. To Suzanne Lov;e I leave ray basketball
uniform no. ?0; I am sure you vdll make better use of it than I did!
To Lisa Wilson, I leave my unlucky locker no. 13 ( I sure hope it
treats her better than it treated me!) To Kiraeran Armstrong, I
leave a baby-sitter who is stronger than she is, and memories of a
good year. To Cindy Pierson and Gina Lamb I leave a tape-recording
v/ith my voice uttering the follovang warnings: "Shut up! Do you have
no team spirit or pride? Quit yelling! Keep your moutn shut!!"
In my absence next year, I am sure it v/ill be of greatest encouragement
next basketball season. My personal copy of I'm OK, You're OK is
bequeathed to anyone who is insane enough to think he can comprehend
its truths! Speaking of Mike Crov/e, you may also have my collection
of Chopin Preludes, but only if you promise to play then correctly.
To my rather strange but wonderful cousin Jerry Nix, I give an ass
ignment; It is your duty to paint the tovm "Carolina Blue" and convert
ALL Highlanders to Tarhoelisrn! I also leave Jerry all the wonderful
times of MY Senior year, for he's be too busy v/ith the yearbook to
take advantage of his ovjn good times. To Nate Hunt and Todd Albanese
I leave a supply of ink to replace all that they used on me during a
recent pen fight ( v/hich I, unfortunately lostJ. You may also choose
another subject to pick on and abuse— EIWOY YOURSELVES!! To Debbie
"Phyllis" Head I leave someone to cheer her up v/hen she's feeling
blue; I also leave Deb a box of Band-Aids for all the bruises and
scratches I inflicted on her during Basketball practice. To my dear friend
Judd Dunning I leave my ability to make straight 99's all through school
vdthout ever going to class (God knows he needs a little help*0
To Henderson, I leave someone to annoy him just as much as Pat and I did!
And Mr. Brooks, thanks for putting up v.dth the Class of 198?! ( I also
leave you a roll of masking tape to replace the one you used on our
rooms at the beach.) To Mrs. A. and Mrs. Z. I leave a bear hug
and a huge THANK-YOU for always being there with an open ear and
sound advice. You ladies are v/onderful. To Coach I leave enough
aspirin to carry him through another season of FRESHMEN and thanks
for leading us to a victorious season. Also, to Coach Price and Coach
Cross I leave my telephone number. Finally, to all faculty members
and students remaining at H.H.S., I offer a friendly smile and a
firm handshake; thanks for making these years the best ones of my life!