Woodward High School - Boomer Yearbook (Woodward, OK)

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Contents Board of Education Pages 9 Faculty . 11-16 Seniors . 17-38 Juniors . 39-48 Sophomores 49-56 Freshmen 57-61 Athletics . . 63-80 Debate . 81-84 Organizations . . 85-88 Society . 89-98 Jokes .... 99-105 Advertisers I-L

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THOSE YOUNG MEN MHO, IMPELLED BY A SENSE OF DUTY AND OF LOYALTY, HAVE GONE OUT FROM OUR HIGH SCHOOL IN ANSWER TO OUR COUNTRY’S CALL AND HAVE SO NOBLY AND SO WILLINGLY OFFERED THEIR LIVES FOR THE TRIUMPH OF THE RIGHT THIS BOOK, THE SIXTH EDITION OF THE BOOMER IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED. AND FURTHERMORE: We resolve that by honest and earnest effort we will make our High School as great an honor to these young men as these young men are to our High School.

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The Flag It is no fabric of silk or bunting—no mere beautiful cloth woven by human hands. It is a living thing pulsing with the throbbing ardors of humanity, glowing with the fervor of immortal hopes, leaping out in ecstasies of love and dream. It is a song-the song of upward looking men. It is an altar fragrant with sacrifice. It is a garden wherefrom a nation grew, watered by the pure blood of heroes. It is the home where freemen dwell. It is the battlefield whereon honor strikes its blow for the cause of God. It is the flame springing up to consume injustice and wither the hosts of wrong. It is the voice that speaks with the eloquence of the graves where sleep those who died to make it mean purity and righteousness. He who looks upon that flag with ransomed eyes beholds within its folds the valor and the faith of Lexington and Gettysburg—the blazing eyes of the embattled farmers at Goncord bridge—the fierce splendors of the ocean that was the cradle of John Paul Jones—the clarion death cry above the ruined Alamo—the prayer of Washington at Valley Forge —the agony of Lincoln as he passed the midnight hours—and crowning all, the windswept faces of the boys who died along the thunder smitten hills of France. The flag of the United States is the glory of God shining in the faces of those who dream of a world made clean enough to be the dwelling place of God. It turns our sorrows into exultation and our sacrifices into melody of service. I'or such a flag true men will always gladly die—-for such a flag good men will always nobly live! L. C. Hodgson, Mayor of St. Paul.