Box Elder High School - Boomerang Yearbook (Brigham City, UT)

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Homecoming Homecoming King and Queen Veran Sm'th aid Pat Evan Passers-by cast curious glances in the direction of the city hall, and it was impossible to continue any office work anywhere in the area that afternoon. Why? Be- cause we, the entire studentbody of the Box Elder High School, were assembled in the street be- low the windows of our city's headquarters to let the whole town know that it was our home- coming! That night we had a bonfire- pep rally. Then the field lights were turned off and tears of pride came to our eyes as we watched the impressive lighting of our B on the hill above the stadium. We were defeated that night, but we didn't lose our enthus- iasm and pride in our team. In- stead, inspired by our wonder- ful, peppy cheerleaders, Connie, Kathy, Vicki, Jane, and Eileen, our enthusiastic spirit and deter- mination increased. We went on to win the State Class A Football Championship. Homecoming halftime 10

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Veran makes a Gomez carries the ball. Halftime spectacular. The early morning haze stole over the mountain peaks. First it bathed our stately B on the hillside in dew. Next it slid down the slopes and wrapped our cam- pus in a misty pink light. Then it crept over the housetops and around corners. All of a sudden it burst forth into a beautiful, new dawn. At last morning had come and our sleepless night was over. We were so excited we couldn't eat and by 7:00 we were already at the high school. This was our day, the climax of what we had plan- ned and worked for all summer and all fall. By 9:00 o'clock we were on our way. It was November 25, I960; our destination was Provo; and we, the Box Elder Bees, were going to take State. Game time came and the sta- dium at the Brigham Young Uni- versity was packed with students of Box Elder, (and) friends of old Box Elder. Then out of their team room came fifty boys dressed in purple and white. They were our boys representing us on the gridiron, and we were so proud of them we just about burst. We were well represented in our half- time show, also,- and when the balloons rose into the air, they were the symbols of the spirit and aims of our studentbody rising higher and higher. They played a great game of football, those boys of ours; and we really meant it when we said, We Love Our Team! When the gun sounded ending the game, the gold trophy was ours and so was a gold link for our victory chain. We triumphantly escorted them off the field to the team- room. Then with shouts of joy we headed home. But back in the teamroom it was quiet for a few minutes as Coach Dunn led the team in a prayer of thanksgiving. At about 8:30 that same eve- ning, hundreds of people assem- bled on the lawn and sidewalks in front of the Box Elder Countv Courthouse. At approximately 9:15, sirens were heard in the distance. A few minutes later the State Class A Championship Foot- ball Team was escorted into town. They were carried up the side- walks and deposited on the court- house steps. Then with tears of happiness and joy running down our cheeks, we sang . we love you, praise you, and support you dear Box Elder.