Skyline High School
Class Of 1967

Lana Clark Foley
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Posted on: Jun 06, 2023 at 12:17 PM
Hello again, Anita! Happy upcoming birthday! May your special day be full of joy, love and fun!
Posted on: Jul 06, 2022 at 3:52 PM
Hi, Anita! I enjoyed going over your pictures and profile. You have a beautiful family, and are looking great! Did you attend the 2017 reunion? I did, but I didn't see you there. I hope that you're retired and doing well. Happy birthday--a few weeks late!
Happy birthday, Shelly! I hope that your day is a very special one! You have lived a life that has always been an exemplary one for me. From the time I first met you in Evergreen's orchestra I've admired your cheerfulness, friendliness, intellect, talent and leadership. I was so proud to read of your making Teacher of the Year some years ago, and then your benefiting new and future teachers with your supervision and instruction. I'm grateful to have known you in this life! Thanks for being wonderful you!
Merry Birthday and Happy Christmas, Scott!
Happy birthday--a few days late! I really enjoyed your family photo, and "Cat in the Hat" shirt.Hope all is going well for you!
I knew Nora from Modern Dance class. She was tall, slim, and lovely. Nora was always friendly and had an outgoing, bubbling personality. I loved to hear her laugh. I'm glad to have known her, and I was so sorry to hear of her death.
I remember knowing Linda from elementary school on up to high school graduation. In elementary school, we learned to play the violin together, and would sometimes walk home from "Summer Music," talking and carrying our cases in hand. I recall her being close friends with Linda Gessell (It was always "Linda and Linda," for many years.) We took the same school bus to Skyline, and I recall sitting together and having fun conversations about dance, a passion we shared. She was always so friendly and upbeat. I was shocked and saddened to hear of her early death.
Donna and I grew up together in our LDS ward. We were in the same church classes in Primary, Sunday school, and MIA, and in some of our grade school classes too. A favorite memory of her was when,in mutual, she and I were once in a foursome group for a Quartet Festival together. When the winners were announced, we screamed, jumped up and down, and hugged each other tight when we won first place in the Junior Division. At Skyline, I was delighted to be her locker partner for a year. I thought this would be a good chance for us to interact more, but she was so busy I rarely saw her. Yet every time I did associate with her, Donna was always sweet and caring. I never saw her be loud, boisterous, angry, or unkind. I'm so glad to have known her, and have been very saddened by the news of her death. She was lovely inside and out.
Kory was my "boyfriend" in Mrs. Dangerfield's fourth grade class at Sherman School. We were an unlikely duo, as I was the tallest student in class, and he was the shortest . He sent me a very special valentine with a candy attached, that I still have in my scrapbook to this day. When we were in the fifth grade, however, we were in different classes, and another boy (Greg McArthur) liked me, but I still liked Kory. Greg and I were sent to the bookroom to get some paper one day, and Kory happened to be walking down the hall at the same time. Kory and I smiled at each other shyly, and Greg didn't like it. Once we were in the book room, Greg made sure we were in plain sight of Kory, gave me a kiss, and turned out the light! I was mortifified! But that was the end of Kory's and my "romance."
Years later, at Skyline, I would run into Kory here and there and we would smile and say hello. Once I asked, "Kory, do you remember in the fourth and fifth grade when--" That's as far as I got before Kory interrupted with, "Oh yeah, I remember!" I was always impressed with his great talent in Art, and was happy to see that he was a Sterling Scholar in that area, and that he continued to create as an adult. He was a very memorable childhood friend, and I am so sad to hear about his death. I have never forgotten him.