Woodward High School - Boomer Yearbook (Woodward, OK)

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 W. T. CROSSWHITE

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BOOMER 1918 THE CHALLENGE The game was on, and they played their best, The moment came for the final test; Defeat hung close to the throbbing breast. With hope sinking low. The voice of the coach rang in their ears, Firing their blood and calming their fears. Leading them on to the goal with cheers: Come on, boys, let’s go!” The time was called when they met at track, In feats of honor they did not lack; The race was hard, and on coming back Steps were lagging slow. A voice as they passed called loud and strong, Stirring their pep” as they swept along. Cheering their hearts with the victory song : Come on, boys, let’s go!” The call to arms rang out far and near, To defend their country’s flag without fear, And stand for all that their hearts held dear. Stand to fight the foe. Not a moment for cowardice or fright, A voice was leading them to the right, Their flag’s challenge they answered with might: Come on, boys, let’s go!” The battle raged, and ’mid shot and shell, They held their own in that awful hell, Gaining or losing, by magic spell. Surging to and fro. Their leader’s voice ; not a head dared drop. They charged with a rush no foe could stop. Sweeping onward, and over the top: Come on, boys, let’s go!” The wounded lay under enemy fire, Fatherless huddled in danger dire; Honor lay bleeding in terrible mire; Freedom writhed in woe, To save the world from its perilous trend, Our heroes a ready answer send. To the voice of Humanity’s God and Friend: Come on, boys, let’s go!” E. M. D. ’18.

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 TO THAT SPIRIT OF PATRIOTISM WHICH IMPELLED OUR BELOVED SPONSOR, WILLIAM T. CROSSWHITE, OUR GUIDE, INSTRUCTOR, FRIEND, TO PLEDGE TO HIS COUNTRY AND OURS HIS LIFE, HIS FORTUNE, AND HIS SACRED HONOR, THIS WAR EDITION OF THE BOOMER” OF WOODWARD HIGH SCHOOL, 1918, IS MOST LOYALLY, MOST TENDERLY DEDICATED