Custer High School - Wildcat Yearbook (Custer, SD)

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553556332 Howdy. pards. we're glad to meet you. Prof. Lindsey's here to greet you. He wields the branding iron on the CHS- He and his kin: he has them by the dozens. Nieces, nephews. and loads of cousins. Make us mind our step. more or less. Marie and Roland. Price and Mel. Helene, Wayne. and Ingalls on the personneL They're all right in there pitchin'. Then rounding up the strays To make them mend their ways Are James and John. with Kathryn in the kitchen. We, like our sturdy pioneers. Had range wars thru' the years. We fought each battle the best we could. The HS spread. our bitterest toe Broke in on our annual rodeo We beat them as we knew we would. Sometimes. we were beaten. fouled or tricked But our fighting spirit was never licked. We were ready for rustlers any day We'd leave our work or bunks at nite To take up the challenge to get in and tight With foreman Sims to lead the way. When the fall and summer work is thru' And King Winter mounts the throne to rule. The cowboys work has just begun. Foreman Shuck with his special band Riding herd throughout the snowy land. To get them ready tor the big spring run. 'I'ho' blixzards howl and cutting sleet Will knock the cowboy from his feet He must face the music and brave the weather Each little herd and the one who led it In the spring will get their credit When the herds are brought together. Some of the gang is fairly new: lt'l1 take a lot to see them thru'. To tit into our institution. They'll have to take their spills And then they'll nurse their ills. They'll break the colts or their constitution Most of them have the stuftin' To take a little roughin' So they can stand the test. And after the years of tension When the older hands are pensioned. They'll be foreman on the CHS. We hope we haven't led you astray That we only work and never play. But the truth is. we have real fun: We dig up dates or take our steady. Don our best and then we're ready After the evenin' chores are done. It may be a hike or a whirl on skates. A weiner roast on the local lakes. Maybe a concert or a talent play. We're not above a little romancing When lights are low and we are dancing 'Til dawn drives the stars away. There's a final note ot sadness here Our top hands are leaving us this year. They're spreading out on trails unknown. Somewill join a bigger spread Other settle down instead To raise cowboys ot their own We'll always miss those pleasant faces Even tho' we'll fill their places With top hands new and strange. Their trails will wind in all directions But we hope they'll have fond recollections Ot Home. Home on the Range. 2

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MW? L MEA Q5 3 Mawcfmikn. M is for the Eelodies which he likes to play, E is for his eyes-merry, twinkling, and gay, L is like, a feeling we all have toward him, V is for his vigor, combined with lots of vim, I-intelligence, for that we envy Mel, N is nice, and nice describes him very well. G is gift, a gift for making merrimentf I-initiative, his life has been well spent, B-for best, spelled capitals, B-E-S-T, B is busy, which he always seems to be, S is Seniors-the Seniors of 53 Who dedicate this annual To a grand guy and real pal! Using slang, We think you are swell! Our hats are off to you, Mel! 4