Roundup High School - Rodeo Yearbook (Roundup, MT)

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32 RODEO — 1929 thing about it. They say that children are more likely to believe things that seem impossible than adults, but some- how or other I never could believe in anything I could not see. That is un- fortunate for me for the most important things in life—Faith, Love, Happiness, and Friendship, are all of the unseen. Many times I have wished that chair could talk. It was new when we got it, but it must have had some history before it was made into a chair. Where did the tree grow from which it was made? Probably in some great forest. Maybe not, though. Maybe it was an old, old oak that grew on a beautiful farm. It was beloved by the whole fam- ily. Then things began to go wrong. Money was need and they had to cut down the tree and sell it. Some day, I suppose the rocking chair will fall to pieces and have to be thrown out. The rockers have been broken and mended. In fact, one of the rockers is from another chair. It doesn’t match the other very well, the chair rather resembles a man with a wooden leg, but still it does its duty. Never the less, it can’t last forever. Some day its end will come. It is showing its age. The varnish is all off and it’s getting silvery. Its disposition is getting rather touchy. If I sit with my legs curled up under me, I’ll surely find three or four runners in my stockings. Probably some day one of us will be sitting in the chair rocking, rocking, rocking, when smash, the thing will break down and its career will be ended. I shall surely miss that old rocking chair. The Lonely Road A little road Ran up a hill. It bent and turned And then stopped still. And so it left Them all behind, And up this little Hill had climbed. There was no house Or dwelling near, Nor sound of people Did I hear. Alone there it Could rest in bliss But, Little Road, Great joys you miss. I wonder why It had stopped there, Did not go on And lead somewhere. The joy of leading To a place Where loving hands And cheerful face I guess it tired Of other roads, Of wagons carrying Heavy loads. Give beauty to A spot called “Home.” You lead not back Tired feet that roam. You only know, Here near the sky, The steps of wanderers Such as I. —Letty Alt

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Football Lineup, 1928 Dick Brennan, Captain Dick Brennan..............................Left Half Frank Vesel..............................Right Half Tony Vesel.........................Quarterback Stanley Polich........................Fullback Emir Castle................................End Johnnie Ashment............................End Alvin Jensvold..........................Tackle James Copp..............................Tackle Oscar Lindgren...........................Guard Joe Fanyak..............................Guard Elmer Moss..............................Center Bill Clinton.........................Substitute —