Woodrow Wilson High School - Crusader Yearbook (Dallas, TX)

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Vacant Buildings Bring Memories Many Woodrow Wilsonites rarely see some of the familiar spots around the campus when they are not alive with people. Some places, like the twin patios (one is shown at the right), they may never occupy except at a school dance. These patios, designed mostly for ventilation, are at times things of beauty—as when the sunlight gilds the concrete and allows an island of bright, blue sky to enter a sea of red brick—or when the rain paints the pavements wet and drenches the latticed furniture. The armory, a garrison of guns, lends a regimental atmosphere to the school life. The empty boys’ Gymnasium seems to echo with the sounds of fastbreaking basketball plays and friendly shouts of young men in the showers.

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Calm in the morn Of a day born cool, Stands in her pride My school. Lord, I pray, let her Ever thus stand To capture my heart And hold in her hand. Dear Lord, I ask Thy guidance divine For the school I love And have made mine,

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The front hallway, hushed, still, and expectantly awaiting the schooltime roar, has a dignity of its own, which is never so greatly felt as when the corridors are silent and hollow. The auditorium, lonesome and lost without its hundreds of fun-seeking students, still inspires reverence and respect for the ideal sculptured across its front: “Keep Thy Heart With All Diligence— Outside the school’s duplicate front doors, beneath the flagpole in a forest of tall evergreens, one may see a pair of “steadies” making good use of what is left of the remainder of the lunch period. II