Woodward High School - Boomer Yearbook (Woodward, OK)

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Behind every woman is a good man. We thought you were a tackle, not a back. Thinking . . . What a headache. 4

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Fast Times at Woodward High! An Average Friday in a Student's Shoes. 7:00 Ring, Ring. Alarm clock goes off. 7:15 Rise and Shine! 7:30 Feet meet shoes. 8:15 Shoes meet gas pedal. 8:25 Shoes arrive at school. 8:27 Shoes are running. 8:30 Shoes barely make it. Mr. Shive is standing at front door. 10:00 Shoes squirm all through Walcher's class. 2:00 Shoes get pepped up at assembly. 8:00 Shoes cheer Boomers on to another victory. During an average day, shoes walked to their locker at least 9 times. They roamed the halls at least 6 times and any other time they could convince the teacher of an emergency. Shoes worked, ran, played, and generally kept busy. They aren't shy; they stopped to pose for pictures a time or two. No wonder kids need a new pair of shoes every two weeks. Finally, 12:00 shoes retire! What a day! It's as easy as takin' candy from a baby, isn't it boys? Boomers mourned death of tornadoes. Dick likes to be different. 3

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Madness at Our House A Record Year Remember how we sweat in greasy fast-food restaurants for the minimum $3.35 last summer? Sure. No tips either. But we didn't hesitate about spending $40 on a pair of Bass to keep our feet dancing till midnight. Why hesitate? Remember when school started and parents were urging us to get back to the basics? We enrolled in Stagecraft, Aide, and Yearbook. And what a nuisance it was to cross Oklahoma every morning. We kept looking for shortcuts to school, but we ended up at Spudnut getting a coke and a donut. The Wagon kept mentioning that it was a record year. The football team, the kids, and student participation were phenomenal. Sure. Records were being set in every corner of the school. That same word keeps popping up. What word? Records. Like Metal Health? Not that kind of record. I'm talking about the kind of records like 'top honors,' enthusiasm. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Uh, huh. It really has been a record year! The few — the proud — The OFFENSIVE LINE! 5