The many thrills of high
school years
have refuge in the past;
In football games, in
senior proms;
the joys that will not
last
Only memories linger still
in the halls
of old South Park;
Just the thought of by-
gone days,
of English, math or art.
Yet we wonder if spirit
too
reigns in South Park
High;
Spirit unfaltering
through these years,
the will to do or die
As we dream upon the past,
our faith is strengthened,
firm and fast;
Before our minds these
words appear,
full of memories,
cherished and dear;
"The sun that sets
may never rise,
But Greenie Fight
never dies."
By EDDIE JACKSON
Class of ‘47
This poem was submitted by Bruce Jackson, Class of '69. He states that Eddie Jackson was his uncle, and that this poem was printed in the 1952 Spindletop after Eddie's death from a rare brain disorder. He added that his grandmother kept the last verse, that has become the slogan for our beloved school, on a banner in her house until she died in 1975. Thank you, Bruce Jackson!