Hey! Guess who this is, it's your old friend from "Scumcoast"!
We've been in journalism together for 2 years and it's been great. When you graduate next year or the year after, depending, I'll come to your graduation, I promise.
Who knows, maybe you'll get a job with Mad Magazine, then you can really put that wackiness of yours to work.
I'll see you over the summer and keep butherin' those chickens. Keep in touch at ***-****.
Love, Becky Duran Duran #1 86's #1
This was from my good friend Becky Cuzzort. She called me Elmo, because in middle school, I was a member of the Hillybilly Club, and my hillybilly name was Elmo Fester Willis Green.
The killing chickens part was cause I was working at Churches Fried Chicken at the time.
Time has gone by so fast, and we've grown so far apart. Still, our friendship remains.
Remember how we use to walk down the hall holding hands and how you always counseled me about Russel. I used to think we'd never change. I wish we hadn't because when those special times were gone, all we had left were memories.
I'll always love you David, not a boyfriend or a brother, but as one friend loves another. Deeply, honestly and forever.
How's it going, I have known you for a very short time, but it has benn a wonderful experience. I hope to see you many more years, so don't forget me. Ever. Stay Sweet.
I hope that we will keep in touch over the years because I have enjoyed being your friend. Never hesitate in asking me for a favor because you now that I'll help you out if you need it.
For some reason I got my yearbook late in 86, or I was in a bad mood or something, I don't remember, but most of my sigs are in my junior year book from 85, so I will post those too.
For the last time, get that damn car cleaned out or it will be comdemned by the board of health.
By the way, next year, I'm not putting up with the **** that I put up with this year, such as nosing through my purse without asking, among other things I could name.
It's gonna stop next year!
I'm gonna come to your house sometime and burn it to the ashes.
I'm ****** pissed off at you. Goodbye!
Love, Mrs. Roger Taylor
P.S. your not invited either!
From the handwriting, this was from Becky Cuzzort, she was a big Duran Duran freak and was going to marry Roger Taylor.
I guess I had a dirty car back then. Ok, I know I had a dirty car.
If it had lasted much longer I'm sure I'd have been as crazy as you are!
Maybe next year will be better. (Maybe I'll learn some self control and you won't have to make excuses to your girlfriend.)
But maybe next year you won't be immune to my many talents and charms.
Keep stealing lingerie and clean your car!
Love and all that stuff,
Amy Harper
I saw Amy about a year after school and went with her down to Naples in her volkwagon bug. We broke down on the way back to Fort Myers and had to walk a long way.
The guy she was dating picked us up in his Corvette and it had that 8 speaker surround sound. He played a Pink Floyd C.D. on the way back to Fort Myers.
That was the last time I saw her. I need to call her.
11-16-2004 09:42 PM
This was from my good friend Becky Cuzzort. She called me Elmo, because in middle school, I was a member of the Hillybilly Club, and my hillybilly name was Elmo Fester Willis Green. 
