(Published in the Jetstream, 1977)
Nickname: Rubber Butt
Saying: You don't mean it!
Pet Peeve: Getting up in the morning.
Memory: Freshman basketball, Coach Booth and the fire extinguisher.
Saying: If at first you don't succeed, raise ___.
Memory: Wallpapering Mr. Congdon's walls in his room with grit traps.
Saying: Let's go bordin!
Pet Peeve: Carl Redmond and Brett Zachary twisting my ___.
Memory: Winning the Eastern Surfing Championships, and surfing in my first pro contest and winning.
Nickname: Blondie Baumgartner the out of work street streaker.
Saying: To heck with it!
Memory: My freshman year at JCL convention. Don't ask me what happened. I really don't remember.
Saying: Can I ask you a question?
Pet Peeve: When I'm driving more than the speed limit and someone passes me like I'm sitting still.
Memory: The putting together of my wedding and being able to leave him at home and go, go, go!
Nickname: Carly Sue
Pet Peeve: Saying lines from Shakespeare to Ms. Putnam.
Memory: Rolling Cindy's yard on the night of the Junior-Senior Prom.
Saying: Ah! You don't mean it!
Pet Peeve: Political Systems
Memory: 1977 District 8 Basketball finals with Erwin.
Nickname: Butch Cassidy
Saying: If you can't get away with it, don't do it.
Pet Peeve: A certain nagging girl
Memory: The band going to Florida and everyone had a good time. Lots of girls and parties.
Saying: Live fast - die young - you make a good looking corpse.
Pet Peeve: Everyone knocking my '63 Ford.
Memory: The first time Cox ever took me home in his almost new car.
Saying: Ummm Boy!
Pet Peeve: Julie Cloninger trying to change my name to Carl.
Memory: The look on Ms. Bank's face after someone locked her in the broom closet in the lower lobby at the Junior Senior.
Saying: The rate race isn't so bad if you are a big cheese.
Pet Peeve: Rednecks and people being late.
Memory: Crawling through windows to get into dances.
Nickname: Buffalo Bill
Saying: Don't have one right now.
Pet Peeve: Juniors thinking they know it all at the end of the year.
Memory: Thinking four long years would never end, and just missing three days in four years.
Saying: You are a fool, Gary Penland.
Pet Peeve: Steve Bowers never washing his car.
Memory: Class Day 1975-76, and Marty Wall and Steve Bowers with their first 12 pack of Pabst.
Saying: Two is company, six is a crowd!
Pet Peeve: Getting to the good part of a movie and having a commerical come up.
Memory: Saturday night
Nickname: The Crowd!
Saying: Get the most out of today and let tomorrow take care of itself.
Pet Peeve: People playing with my fro.
Memory: Winning 20 out of 25 wrestling matches and coming in 2nd in every tournament except the sectionals.
Saying: Fisher, you just told another one!
Pet Peeve: Getting in and out of the release time parking lot.
Memory: Sitting in McDonald's parking lot at 3 a.m. with Joanne and talking to Tony and Bill after the Junior-Senior.
Saying: Ho Dunt!
Pet Peeve: My car.
Memory: Marching down a wet field trying to keep warm, and the 1975-76 Junior Senior.
Saying: Who, Me?
Pet Peeve: Dropping the plate in the auditorium.
Memory: Band trips to Bristol. We were the world's best smugglers until Mr. Lackey came in unexpectedly.
Saying: You're eat up!
Pet Peeve: Getting caught throwing stuff in the lunchroom and cleaning it up.
Memory: Being the "Take a Gander Kid" my Junior year and listening to a snoring concert on the phone for 2 hours by none other than "T".
Saying: I'll meet ya at McDonalds.
Pet Peeve: When they predict snow and it doesn't snow and we have to go to school.
Memory: All the good times we had at our class dances.
Nickname: Big "E"
Saying: Raise ____!
Pet Peeve: Maggots and cats
Memory: Dan's cabin, painted rocks, Nov. 16, 1975
Saying: Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.
Pet Peeve: People that pout.
Memory: Hitting Carl with a salt shaker when I was a freshman.
Saying: Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
Pet Peeve: When a person judges you without getting to know you.
Memory: Last year--when people thought the Sugar Jets weren't going anywhere and we ended up winning the Buncombe County Tournament and were the runners-up in the District Tournament.
Nickname: Banana Nose
Saying: Shut up, and Oh, how sweet!
Memory: Knee deep in mud, half-naked, twirling a silver stick, a fashion show with no stage lights, 7 1/2 people in the audience, and the MC has the flu.
Nickname: Boogie Woman
Saying: Mind your own business (MYOB)
Pet Peeve: The wonderful aroma of Skoal drifting forward from the back of the bus.
Memory: That warm spring afternoon long ago behind Ms. Weaver's room.
Saying: A penny saved nowadays just isn't worth it!
Pet Peeve: Ms. Watkins (because she's getting married and it ain't me!)
Saying: Ole Dear Gus
Memory: All four years here at EHS, especially my Junior year. All of the good times I had as a majorette, and this past year at Bristol--the mud!
Saying: Take the bad with the good and hope a better day is coming!
Pet Peeve: When my friends used to call me "Ducky"!
Memory: Finally making it to a class party - my first and my last!
Saying: That sucks!
Pet Peeve: Space Helmets, yo yo's, gasps and cats.
Memory: Flag girls, Junior year, November 16, 1975
Saying: Where's my _____?
Pet Peeve: Mr. Page calling me to the office for smoking in the bathroom when I was in there for nature's reasons.
Memory: Ms. Cowart's class with Dale, Kathy, Debbie, Kathy, Debbie, Rhonda, Felicia, and Mr. Hensley's office.
Saying: Sit on it.
Pet Peeve: Phony people and things.
Memory: My freshman year when a group of people broke the toilet in the bathroom from the wall.
Nickname: Lil' Skeet
Saying: Whatever turns you on!
Pet Peeve: Boring weekends.
Memory: All of my great teachers and friends.
Nickname: Yo Yo
Saying: Take it any way you can get it!
Pet Peeve: Shaving
Memory: Loose steering wheels.
Nickname: Mickey Mouse
Saying: Oh! Ms. Murphy!
Pet Peeve: People who think they are better than me.
Memory: I will always remember the day I came to Enka High!
Pet Peeve: Not being able to chew gum in the business wing.
Memory: The day Coach Sevier gave ma a burning look when I said, "Eat me Pilgrim" to Doug Watts.
Saying: O.K. Buckwheat
Pet Peeve: Boring weekends.
Memory: Mr. Carroll being assistant principal instead of Mr. Page.
Saying: I don't care 'cause I'm a bear, and bears don't care 'cause they have white hair, so why should I care, 'cause I'm a bear.
Pet Peeve: Starsky
Saying: "You know it!"
Pet Peeve: Never having toilet paper in the bathrooms.
Memory: Ms. Putnam and my four years of cheerleading, especially my Senior year.
Nickname: Captain Orange
Saying: I may not always be right, but I'm never wrong!
Pet Peeve: Paper airplanes that don't fly.
Memory: Nothing. The whole thing has been a nightmare. But I do remember not getting caught at 75% of the things I did.
Saying: Can't dance 'cause I just washed my feet and I can't do a thing with them.
Pet Peeve: Coming back from lunch and finding Mr. Page in Parker's truck by the parking lot.
Memory: I remember the time Janice Allen and I threw a water balloon at Steve Brown and Phil Case. I got a paddling and Janice laughed.
Saying: Sure Buddy!
Pet Peeve: Eating in the lunchroom.
Memory: The Junior-Senior my Junior year.
Saying: Raise heck!
Pet Peeve: Communists
Memory: Rolling Erwin High and rolling Mary Evan's yard with 114 rolls.
Saying: Things could be worse.
Pet Peeve: School's bathrooms.
Memory: My sophomore year and my Junior year...and my friends.
Saying: I love school!
Pet Peeve: Math
Memory: Basketball team pajama parties and this year's Junior Senior Prom.
Nickname: Nat the Cat
Saying: You turkey!
Pet Peeve: Seeing innocent people hurt by others who think only of themselves.
Memory: My Senior year, Homecoming, and Girl's basketball.
Nickname: Little Mac
Saying: Hey Purty!
Pet Peeve: What bothers me most is having to tell people what bothers me most.
Memory: My good times as a cheerleader - especially the game at Tuscola when I got a little excited and had an accident on Lisa's shoulders.
Pet Peeve: Coming to school when it rains.
Memory: All of the good times laying out of school!
Saying: Great day!
Pet Peeve: Waiting for my sister to finish fixing her hair.
Memory: Sophomore Party
Nickname: Short Stuff
Saying: Hold me back!
Pet Peeve: Ms. Whitmer saying, "Have that test typed by tomorrow morning!"
Memory: Being a matmaid for four years and the long two day wrestling tournaments.
Saying: Don't get any on ya!
Pet Peeve: Teachers who don't know how to take a day off.
Memory: Leaving school to go to Hulies, beating Roberson in basketball, and Class Day.
Saying: You're eat up!
Pet Peeve: The yummy lunches
Memory: The times I spent in Mr. Page's office begging him not to give me detention.
Saying: If it's legal, do it!
Pet Peeve: Freaks
Memory: Mixing up coke and gatorade and seeing that it looked just like pee, then throwing it all over Bruce Estridge and grossing him out.
Saying: A soft answer turneth away wrath; but gracious words stir up anger.
Pet Peeve: Snobby people
Memory: Junior and Senior Class parties, the Prom, water balloons, and the last days of school.
Nickname: Mr. P
Saying: Fine as a frog hair
Pet Peeve: Being called toothless
Memory: Our early days at Village Inn and Grave Yard Fields.
Saying: Put it off until tomorrow what I should do today.
Pet Peeve: Getting to the good part of a book and then having to stop.
Nickname: Commander Joe
Saying: Yeah, but that's beside the point.
Pet Peeve: Losing my best friend to Erwin High (of all places).
Memory: Being a sophomore server in the Junior-Senior Prom, being in the Senior play, chorus trips, ballgames, and my sophomore year.
Saying: Alright! Let's party hardy!
Pet Peeve: People who think they know it all and phony people.
Memory: Freshman year when a bunch of deliquents broke the toilet off the wall.
Saying: Que Sera Sera
Pet Peeve: Being called a pirate's dream (sunken chest)
Memory: I remember our freshman dance. The band was Virgil. :-(
Saying: Golly bum, Lynette
Pet Peeve: People who think that they are too good for anyone else.
Memory: Playing softball for Enka High and all my friends who are still there.
Saying: You're so dense.
Pet peeve: Ms. Edsall yelling, "Where's page four?' even though it always gets done.
Memory: Four great wrestling seasons, my Senior year, and being sports editor of Jetstream for 17 LONG ISSUES!
Saying: Never have so many done so little for so few.
Pet Peeve: Larry Flynt being thrown in prison.
Memory: Getting a valentine from Lynda Carter, Wonder Woman.
Saying: Roses are red, violets are blue, God made me good-looking, so what happened to you?
Pet Peeve: When teachers are wrong and they use their teacher's authority over you.
Memory: Raising cane on the Spirit Bus going to the away ballgames with the classes of '75 and '76.
Saying: I tell you what...
Pet Peeve: The buzzers in the lobby. My ears will never be the same.
Memory: The fight at McDonalds after the Erwin-Enka basketball game last year.
Saying: Do it to it!
Pet Peeve: Monday morning hang-overs.
Memory: Senior party, but really the Junior Senior Prom.
Saying: Wanna Fight?
Pet Peeve: People who brag all of the time.
Saying: It won't work, we'll all be killed!
Pet Peeve: Communists
Memory: All of Mary's exciting parties.
Saying: You know.
Pet Peeve: Coach Moore's dimples.
Memory: Raising heck on the track team, and also winning!
Nickname: Billy Bruce
Saying: Alright is Alright.
Pet Peeve: The "Good Ole American Caste System."
Memory: Back to school dances and red punch.
Saying: Hang loose.
Pet Peeve: Danny Satterwhite's BIG mouth in Symphonic Band (his body too!)
Memory: In Mr. C's string class, playing the Gong Show on my D string, but really it was supposed to be my G string, but we didn't have any G strings left, so I gonged and gonged and gonged...
Saying: I'm a hard dog, I'm a working dog, I'm a hard working dog.
Pet Peeve: The glisten of bald heads from the front offices.
Memory: Teresa R. riding in the back of Scott's car.
Saying: That's life - Come on man, don't be uncool.
Pet Peeve: Ms. Murphy saying, "Seniors, Seniors, give me your attention please."
Memory: Class Day 1976, Sliding Rock, the odor of the fieldhouse after football practice.
Pet Peeve: Being blocked in the release time parking lot and when I finally worked my way out...the gate was locked.
Memory: Those nights at the Biltmore Twin Theatres, after closing hours.
Saying: Bite Off
Memory: All the things that we did on the ROTC Field Trips to Fort Jackson that Sgt. Pittman didn't find out about!
Nickname: Tiny Tim
Saying: You have got to be kidding!
Pet Peeve: Teachers going into the bathrooms during lunch and accusing people of smoking who weren't.
Memory: First day of school this year when me, Randy Hill, Carrie Wade, and a few others went riding around and came back to school drunk and didn't get caught.
Nickname: Captain Tom
Saying: Wait, my pants are falling, or When I was in band...
Pet Peeve: Mitch Holmes insulting my beautiful, well-running car, and having to hide from those "Certain Seniors" during my sophomore year.
Memory: My sophomore year, Lewis Arthur in orange shorts, Enka beating Roberson in basketball, the three football games Enka won while I was here, being on the Jetstream staff for three fun years, and Joanne and I raising it whenever certain alumni came to visit!
Nickname: Ya Dave
Saying: They'll always come back for more.
Pet Peeve: Page's jokes and his singing.
Memory: All of the raising cane we did in Mrs. Pippinger's room for two years.
Saying: Really, and You're EAT UP!
Pet Peeve: The parking lots
Memory: Our trip to St. Petersburg with the band in '74, and being a class officer my freshman and sophomore years.
Saying: I know it.
Pet Peeve: Carl Redmond and Tim Ayers twisting my ____off.
Memory: Getting chased off of Stradley Mountain by bears while riding motorcycles with Roger Hollifield and Mike Profitt.