October 1st…“DID YOUR HIGH SCHOOL, IN BATTLE GROUND, WASHINGTON, HAVE GAL AND GUY CHEERLEADERS? DID ANY OF THEM REALLY SHINE WITH EXTRA SPIRIT?”
POEM – “Jim In The Gym” by N. Elliott Noorlun
When it came to spunk, When it came to style,
His grin was seen, A country mile.
Any student could tell ya, Whether chunky or slim,
There was just no topping, Our Jim In The Gym.
We guys who sat, In bleachers high,
Could hardly stand by, When this “spirit guy”,
Would get us all, To growl with him,
Yup, that was our rousing, Jim In The Gym.
Oh sure, girl cheerleaders, Were nice to see,
As they rattled pom poms, And yelled with glee.
But our “Black and Orange”, Growls were for him,
None other than loyal, Jim In The Gym.
When after High School, Jim worked for the church,
And even then, He was quick to search,
For ways to lead, High Schoolers to Him,
They saw their Youth Leader, Our Jim In The Gym.
For me, High Schoolers, Were out of my league,
Their hormones and antics, Gave me fatigue,
But that young man, Had a vision for Him,
Whether church, school or home, He’s our Jim In The Gym. ><> 😉
Norwegian Farmer's Son 