Glen? Theater! Dale? Classmate! High? Not This Century!

I was graduated from Glendale High School deep in a previous century, but I still remember the fight song (“Fight on, Cards, for dear old Glendale/We know you will not fail/Show [other team] what we’re here for/And make them sad and sore…” On reflection, a bit mean-spirited, eh?). I only remember the first two lines of the Alma Mater, which smacked suspiciously of “O Little Town of Bethlehem”: “All praise to thee, O Glendale High/To you our voices raise…”

About three and a half weeks ago I had a blog entry featuring a quick sketch of me and some of my classmates. It went over well, especially with my classmates, one of whom encouraged me to do more; so this is more.

Last time I identified everyone, This time we’ll see who knows who, although I did identify one of us…

Here are the words to the triple acrostic:

Good Gosh, I had great fun indeed
Lost time regained & guaranteed–a
Eucharist gives one stray soul
Not blandishments but odd parole