Stockton High School - Guard and Tackle Yearbook (Stockton, CA)

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'Y LISLf-3C.ilC,18C.I8'l..GC..IDGX.3GX..DGXJIX. .7 GXMXDGXJ past Year Nineteen twenty-eight has been a year of achieve- ment for Stockton High School. Every activity, every department, every organization, has striven to set new standards. And new, higher, standards have been set. Seldom has a school reached out and brought in for itself the glory and the honors that Stockton High School has this year. Seldom has a school raised the standard of school activities as high as Stockton High School has done this year. Behind is a year of achievement. CNXQ 1F orwardl Ahead are new goals. The glory of the present can be brightened by new achievements or it can be dimmed in the crumbling dust of stagnation. Each year is but a stone in the foundation on which to build greater years. The foundation that nineteen twenty-eight helped to build should be a spur to greater things. Stockton High School can look ahead. ll J fN 2 E A n Q Q .5 in lb lf! 5 if 9 ft, 9 ls ,X XJ cf .7 lf tx V C. uf .D ! EY P5X'JC'X9C'xx9Pr.'X9tfSf2CX9i?,'53GZ'IaQZ'1C'I' Jf Z 1Q ,f ?.f2Zi3l..

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ll R12-B ,Z-ic,Z'2sC,,fiii',l.wC,,1'DfCX fir'-.X 'Jug M3 'gw KX KX lldlfedliifcalfiiom This book is dedicated to no one . . . Rather it is a collection of memories which need not be dedicated to any one. Those persons and things to which it might be dedicated are part of it. Each student who leaves Stockton High School, whether it be forever or but for a short time, takes with him memories of friends-teachers, students, friendly campus corners - to keep with him always. This book may help to preserve those precious memories. They are the annual-it cannot be dedi- cated to them. X L X X XGA: X54 X345XNC,,g'DfL.ijf':,sfEQJf+ -lfillf' Llf

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X' X XM X, rQ'X',-t X 1 Z'JM I'3'L .I J'-'Z I f fgif Qvfk' c I A ii in ,rr,s.1'l' is 1' 14 I 1 , X PQ .Ze I If 7,Zfi ..,.f'1-RZ-ff-X 'If-IX, 'L-lX.'l iX N, 1 X lWlIy Dreams Fin! Prize Oh, the dreams I dream are many, The dreams I dream are long, And some day when I'm feeling blue I'll write my dreams in song. My dreams are of the mountains, How I love their clear blue dawn, And the warmth of sunny hillsides As the white sun travels on. I dream of whispering breezes, And the forest friends I know, Wliile the glorious sunsets thrill me, As in dreams they come and go. Wlrerm I am tired and sleepy And the moon is shining bright, I can hear the river rushing Through the silent mountain night. Oh, the dreams I dream are many, The dreams I dream are long, And some day when I'm feeling blue I'll write my dreams in song. CAROL NOACK 10A 1- FL 'fxrutxuiiaf' Jqaflxijaxg 4 2 fb 1 5+ 5 X , X 1 f V253 ,fmx w-.NX mx '