June 23, 2026
In the final quarter of the 2025-2026 school year, seniors in Mrs. Elliott’s English 12 class were asked to write a “senior will.” Like a final will and testament, a will-maker (the senior) gifts or passes something down to a beneficiary or beneficiaries. These senior wills have been released on The Bulldog Barker since May. We continue the release of these wills today with bequests from Rose Katzer, Lyndsie Carey, Rigin Jasper, Abby Logan, Dexter Lytle, Zach Schaffer and Brittney Hurt.
Rose Katzer
“I, Rose Katzer, proud senior of ACHS and veteran of finals week, hereby present my Senior Will. After enduring four years of hard work, lasting friendships, and more assignments than I want to think about right now, I bequeath the following to those who have walked with me and will walk these halls after me.
“To incoming freshmen, I bequeath my talent to fall asleep daily in Mr. Russell’s Earth and Space Science class without him noticing. May you stealthily avoid the dropping of his bat.
“To Bella and Caity, I bequeath my desk, which sits right in the middle of your arguments. May you see the other people in the room as you yell in each other’s faces.
“To next year’s track team, I bequeath my most helpful advice- track is a team sport. While you run individually, points are added up together. Try your hardest in every event, and cheer your teammates on when you can.
“To Mr. Schillig, I bequeath my remarkable talent of walking into class right after the bell rang freshman year. Along with the same reliable excuse, “it was Caden’s fault.”
“To Waylon, I bequeath every teacher’s remark about how you pretended not to know me in the hallways and how you would sprint into the school the second I parked, never once looking back.
“Those of you who have stood by me these four years and those of you who have yet to do so, may you all find the joy and laughter in each of these gifts and precious memories, and remember that if I could make it through, so can you.”
Lyndsie Carey
“To the future seniors, I bequeath my perfectly timed hallway speed-walk—the one that looks calm but is actually a full sprint to beat the 7:59 bell. May your backpacks be light and your tardy slips nonexistent.
“To the freshmen, I bequeath this truth: nobody actually knows what they’re doing. Not the seniors. Not the juniors. Sometimes not even the adults. Relax. It gets better. Also, do not stop in the middle of the hallway.”
Rigin Jasper
“To Andrew King, I bequeath to you my unwavering belief in the power of a well-timed meme. You’ve brought a lot of joy to my high school years, and I’m excited to see what great things you achieve.
“To Mrs. Elliott, I leave my gratitude for the inspiring way you’ve always encouraged us to think critically. Your dedication to education has made a real difference.
“To future freshmen, I pass on the wisdom of the “good luck” pep talk before a big exam. It’s a time of great stress, but also a chance to show your resilience.
“To the Class of 2026, may you remember to have fun, laugh often, and never let anyone tell you that you can’t achieve your dreams.”
Abby Logan
“I, Abby Logan, occasionally referred to as Abby Goose, hereby declare this to be my official Senior Will, a list of what I’ll be leaving to this school as well as the students within.
“To the junior high students, I bequeath my remaining common sense in hopes that it will assist you all in utilizing the hallways properly. Along with it, I leave my patience as well for the students that get irritated by their classmates.
“To Mrs. Weldin, the biology teacher who helped me when I needed it, I leave behind the many doodles I’ve left as offerings on your desk. I hope that these small illustrations will help motivate you to continue educating many more future students.
“To the ACJSHS art club, I bequeath the many bulldog related illustrations I’ve hand drawn as well as all other sketches I’ve created to help this club grow. I hope that these pieces of creativity will assist you all in continuing to expand this club and create.
“To my underclassmen friends, I leave you all with the many memories we’ve created together, the funny, the embarrassing, and the plain concerning. I hope that these memories will help you all to remember me even after you all have left this school as well.
“Finally, to the future freshmen, I bequeath my tool box that helped me survive all four years without struggling too badly, my motivation, my ambition, and my ability to have a good time despite all the homework. I hope that these tools will help you all be able to survive high school without as shedding as many tears.
“I leave these important treasures in hopes that they will help others be able to continue through life as I prepare to begin the next stage of my life. Even though I’ve left this school behind, that doesn’t mean I’m completely off the map to a select few of you.
“Signed with unrivaled determination, limitless creativity, and only a sprinkle of confusion,
“Abby Logan, a senior who is finally done with high school.”
Dexter Lytle
“I, Dexter Lytle, being of mostly sound mind and very tired during fourth quarter, do hereby bequeath the following to the students, teachers, and halls of this school.
“To the incoming seniors, I bequeath the confidence to act like you know what you’re doing even when you absolutely don’t. Senior year goes fast, so enjoy it while pretending you have everything under control.
“To the juniors, I bequeath my ability to finish assignments at the last possible moment. Procrastination has been both my greatest enemy and my strange superpower. I’m still working on it.
“To the sophomores and freshmen, I bequeath patience. High school feels long when you’re in it, especially during early mornings and long weeks, but one day you’ll realize it actually went by fast.
“To Theatre Arts, I bequeath my gratitude. That class meant more to me than I expected. Our teacher brought so much joy into that room, and even though she sadly passed away this year, her energy and kindness are something I’ll never forget. She made that space feel safe and happy.
“To Mrs. Weldin’s room, I bequeath my appreciation for the fun, laid-back environment that made school feel a little less stressful. Some of the best days happened in that room.
“To the boys’ bathrooms, I bequeath the hope that one day there will finally be dividers between the urinals. It has been four years. We deserved better.
“To the parking lot, I bequeath the memories of sitting in cars, talking longer than we meant to, and not being in a rush to go inside. Somehow those simple moments felt like the most high school part of high school.
“To finals week, I bequeath my stress, my last-minute studying, and the deep belief that everything will somehow work out because most of the time it does.
“To this school as a whole, I bequeath my growth. I didn’t always notice it happening, but it did. I learned, I changed, and I leave more prepared than when I started.
“Finally, I bequeath this advice: try. Even when you’re tired. Even when you don’t feel motivated. Trying matters more than being perfect.
“I leave these things behind as I step into whatever comes next, a little nervous, a little excited, and thankful for the memories that shaped me.
“Signed with gratitude and just a little senior year exhaustion,
A Senior Who Survived”
Zach Schaffer
“I, Zach Schaffer, although strong-willed, who lacked strength during high school, declare this to be my senior will.
“To the upcoming seniors, I bequeath my position as a voluntary office aide and my ability to wander the halls without any teachers caring at all.
“To the rest of the high school students, I bequeath my positions in sports and activities, for there will be a lot of spots to fill.
“To my baseball team, I bequeath my leadoff and shortstop positions on the baseball diamond, for these are two important positions and will need someone fit to play them.
“To my football team, I bequeath my senior captain spot and my ability to keep all of my coaches wondering, ‘What is he doing?’
“To the wrestling team, I bequeath my ability to mess around every practice and still manage to be pretty good at the sport.
“To my little brother, I bequeath my Schaffer lineage, for Anderson County needs one more Schaffer to finish out our legacy.
“To Chat Gpt, I bequeath the countless assignments that you have assisted me with throughout my high school career, for you were the biggest asset in receiving a diploma.
“Finally, to this school, I bequeath all of the memories and friends that I have made here, for I will never forget you.
“I will leave these memories behind as I enter adulthood, where there shall be no more naps in the auditorium.
“Signed with lots of good and lots of bad,
“Zach Schaffer”
Brittney Hurt
“I, Brittney, being of sound mind and completely exhausted from the fourth quarter do hereby bequeath the following.
“To the incoming seniors, I bequeath my perfectly timed late arrivals after lunch. The kind that you walk in right as the bell rings and somehow avoid eye contact with the teacher. May your excuses be believable and your parking spot be somewhat close.
“To the cheer team, I bequeath my loudest game-day voice, my halftime and competition nerves, and the tradition of cheering just as hard when we are losing as when we are winning. Keep leading with your heart, and never forget that the sidelines matter just as much as the scoreboard.
“To my fellow teammates, I bequeath the reminder that leadership isn’t just about who is the loudest; it’s about being the most consistent, the most encouraging, and the one who stays even when things get tough. I leave you all the memories of early morning practice and car rides, the late-night laughter at state, the weird car rides to games and open gyms, and I leave you all the memories of the joy and pride we felt when one another achieved something that they had been working hard to achieve.
“To the underclassmen, I bequeath my advice: join a club and sport, go to the games, take as many pictures of the little moments, and stop worrying so much about what others might think of you or might happen. High school goes by faster than you think it will. DO NOT take it for granted. Go on those adventures with your friends that you keep saying maybe later about, go make the memories that will last a lifetime, and go make those friendships that have your back through it all.
“To my friends, I leave the inside jokes, the late-night talks, the parking lot conversations, and the memories that made these last four years unforgettable. You made the hard days lighter and the good days even better.
“Finally, to this school and everyone in it, I bequeath my gratitude. May you cherish these halls, these friendships, and these moments the way I have the Friday Night Lights, awkward mornings, and all.”
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