Culver Military Academy - Roll Call Yearbook (Culver, IN)

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THE CULVER SONG Round Aubeenaubee Bay, the leaves were falling softly. When one September day, I saw those towers lofty, I heard the bugle call and took my place at Culver. I ' ll find no honor greater than to be a Culver man. On Maxinkuckee shore, the flowers were blooming brightly. And June was there once more, and cares were resting lightly. The strains of Auld Lang Syne rang softly o ' er the campus; Cadet I was no longer — but still a Culver man. Back, back, to Culver days, the song of my heart sings ever, No matter where I roam, ' tis Culver, Culver, Culver! To hear the bugle call — old memories how they thrill me. And proud am I of Culver — and to be a Culver man.

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The Logansport Gate at Dusk lo every Culver man oftentimes comes the desire to gaze once m.ore upon the vine-covered buildings, and the flowers and trees of the Academy ' s campus. During his time as a cadet he