Our Class flower was the Forget Me Not
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Logan High School, Class of 1955 - A poem written by classmate
Jim Fisher, dated October 11, 1993. Thanks to Jim Wright for typing the poem into computer format. The poem was first recited at the 40-year reunion,
August 17 - 20, 1995, by Jim Fisher. Used here by permission.
Think of the times we had together and the many activities we shared.
Think of all the friends, coaches and teachers and all of those who cared.
Think of Morrison’s and Franklin’s or other places all about,
where we went to eat or just to hang out.
Think of the movie theaters where we went with our date,
never having to worry about staying out late.
Think of the good times; pep rallies, parties and proms,
Think of the Band, the majorettes, and our cheerleaders waving pom-poms.
Think of the songs we shared and the cheers we gave,
Think of the support to our athletes and the games we helped save.
Think of THE OLD “L.H.S.” where “GO WILDCATS” was the battle cry.
Where the spirit of the “Class of ‘55” will never ever die.
As you think of all these memories and of the old gold and blue,
“Forget Me Not” my friend, for I will be thinking of you.
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