Fillmore High School - Copa de Oro Yearbook (Fillmore, CA)

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HEIIIEATIUN BOBBY We are proud to dedicate the 1940 volume of the COPA DE ORG to such a fine person as Bobby Styles for his indispensable services to this school. He has been a constant asset since l9l6 when he first came, twenty-four years ago. His cheerful and friendly attitude has made him a friend of both teachers and students. The annual theme and this dedication coincide, for Bobby has been here in the past, is here at present, and, We sincerely hope, will continue on in the future. -COPA DE ORO STAFF.

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PIIHEWIJHIJ Another year has come and gone since the last publication of our annual, the COPA DE GRO, so named by our own Mrs. Edith Moore larrett in l9l4. This year your editor and statt have done their best in bringing more closely together the town and school - past, present, and future, lt is with the hope that their efforts have not been in vain, that this, the l94U volume, is presented to you. EIINTENTS BOOK I ' CLASSES BOOK II ' ACTIVITIES BOOK HI 0 SPORTS BOOK IV ' CAMPUS

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IN MEMIIHIAM IOHN MCNAB C1875-19391 To john fllflvalll, frifml of .fflmlrnl and ronznllrfzify ulikr, goznf Ihr rrrrlil for much of our f7l'0gI't'.f,Y lhrozlghozlf the ym1r.x'. f Allufuyx grmfly fll1!'l'!'.v'fl'If in xchrml mul ,rrmfrnt lll'1I-l'flf!',f and hinzxclf u f0l'l7Il'I' football pluyrr at Ihr' Urlilfrryily of Culifnrllill ul Brrhelry, if wax 7101 ilI'll!lg'!' thai hc Jhwlfzl' hum' lIffl'l'l'!f rhr 1llcNuh I'm1fir1g Trophy lo l'l1c'r1'u.-'41 fIIll'l'!'5l in pruning in high .vchool foofhull Ifllffllg' ,fpring pn1vl1'w. lr is pm'11'r1rlurly upf1mpr1't1tf .fhui thix ymr lhz- .lIfNi1h Trophy will ugiliu hz' l'Ufl'li ut ilu- mzzrlzrximz of ,fp1'i11g fmzclin' in lrmr, ulrrr' u lapse of il-X ycuzrs during which A'17l'l'l1g ffl11c'lfz'z' win' fl1'r111'm1Ic'1l hy Ihr C. I. Ii. First as a child I stood and peered through a vine-covered fence beyond which grew flowers and the trees were thick and dense. As I gazed at the splendor and color of the garden within, a great man with rosy cheeks took my hand and asked me in. There in this garden of roses, white as snow, lived this man that I came to know. He lived as the flowers that he loved and grew, with a smile and a laugh that everyone knew. The color he carried in his cheeks and the grip of his hand to those he meets, All came from that garden ot kindness and mirth, where he made life pleasant for us of this earth. I know he has gone to raise roses in the garden above. And that he will meet all those that he loved. There I, too, hope to look at the garden within, and have Iohn clasp my hand and ask me in. AC, H, REEDER '28