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If It Weren’t for Howe – poem

Back at the All-School Reunion in 2010, a poem was read.  Many people have asked to have it published, so here it is.  It will also be in this week’s edition of The Howe Enterprise.

 

If It Weren’t For Howe

There would be no victory light

No Bulldog band on Friday night

No one to wear the black & white

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

There would be no Chisums, Yonces, or Mack’s

No Howe Enterprise, Magni-Fab, or Hap’s

No Ferguson Field by the railroad tracks.

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

Pat Stewart would never cross my mind,

No Bulldog pride of any kind,

Van Alstyne, for once, could shine,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No proms or homecomings to mix and mingle,

No “We aren’t so very brilliant” in our little jingle,

No Cavenders, Holloways or nine-thousand Engles

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Bettys: Davis, Cordell or Chumbley,

No Norman Bennett, Elmer Schenk or Janie Finney,

No E.E. Clark, Edna Dutton, Dr. Wayne King,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Tonia Bement or Robin Stonebarger,

No speed demons Carlene Wilson or Laura Schneider,

No Coach Adams or Coach Rich to make them push harder,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Dickey, Fryar, McQueen or DuBose,

Not even Charles Thompson, I suppose,

No white towels being waved by Rob Boaz,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Randy Geer for 98 yards,

No Skipworth to Hawthorne to set all the marks,

No Jesse Farrer and his great big heart,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No pom poms, pep rallies or fight songs,

No streets being painted by Bulldog moms,

No Mr. Gilstrap for 10 minutes on the intercom,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Southwest Auction or Catching Farms,

No Future Farmers of America or the Ag barn,

No Travis Arterbury and all of his charm,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No kids educated, motivated or dedicated,

No teachers staying up late to get papers graded,

No graduates to say, “I made it!”

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

No Coach Simmons who built Bulldog Hall,

No trophies or photos on the wall,

No “Glory of old Howe High” at all,

If It Weren’t For Howe

 

But by the grace of God, there is Howe, Texas,

And I know how very happy that truly makes us,

We’re friends, we’re Bulldogs, we’re exes.

Because of Howe.

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