San Marcos Baptist Academy - Crest Yearbook (San Marcos, TX)

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HOLD ON T0 TI-IE IVICDIVIENT Single file and yet together, we have shared our greatest days, and carry common memories, in many dif- ferent ways. Though we don't know where we're going, we will cherish where we've been. I want to cry, I want to shout . . . want to let this feeling out. Hold on to the mo- ment, Iet the feelings show, hold to the moment, never let it go. I can picture us together, with my arms around my friends, just let me hold on to this moment, before it ends. There was laughter, there were tears, through the dozen golden years. fa up 11 9

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WI-IO ARE WE? S.M.A. students-who are we? Where do we come from? This year student enrollment averaged about 360, including some 250 boys and just over 100 girls. Although about 10 percent of our student population was day students from the San Mar- cosfWimberley area, most lived in the dormitories, making the SMA campus home for the school year. Students came from around the world-Argentina, Brunei, Guatamala, Hong Kong, Indonesia, Japan, Jordan, Malaysia, Mexico, Saudi Arabia, Singapore, South Africa, Taiwan, Thailand, and the United Arab Emirates. They came from across the United States-Arizona, Arkansas, California, Florida, Georgia, Illinois, Louisiana, Mississippi, Missouri, New Mexico, and Oklahoma. They came from throughout the state of Texas-from every direc- tion, far and near. They came from many places, for many reasons-together, sharing telephones and TV, clothes and homework, laughter and tears, mak- ing them one, even if only for a year. 10

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It seems we started out so long ago, Sometimes it seemed we'd never reach the end. But now we've finally met the crossing roads, I hate to say goodbye to you my friend. We've seen the good times, we've seen the bad, lt's hard to think that now behind me are the best times that I've had. You stood beside me when I would have been left alone, You gave me a shoulder to lean on when I couldn't stand on my own. When I think of life without you, it seems so unreal, From the sheltered life, I used to feel. But I know it's time that I should be moving along, 'cause the crossing roads, are calling me on. But we must face the future and not let it get us down, Because the best of our lives has yet to come around, We'lI be together, even though we're far apart, 'cause when you walked through those gates you took a piece of my heart. CROSSING ROADS Written for 1987 Senior Class t I By Trevor Smith, When l'm out on the highway and Idon't know what to do, f ' -r I -f . 4. When l'm down and out of chances, l'II think of you. I . . And I won't worry anymore about being alone, g J Y Because the crossing roads have found me my home. , I .-.'i , ' sf-is I . ,