Family L E G E N D.

Preston High School

My family has been in the Franklin County area for a very long time.  We all have lived on the same street, shopped at the same local market place and hardware store, and banked with the same bank.  Change is slow in the small town of Preston, Idaho were all the towns people are basically related or just really good friends.  Although transformations around the borders of the city limits is gradual, the rich traditions and heritage stand true and strong. 

I am very proud to say that everyone in my family has been a Preston High School Indian and we have all graduated from the same high school.  The school was built in 1939 right in front of the historic Oneida Stake Academy one of the most prestigious educational facilities in the area at the time.  Preston pride runs through our veins as we all participated in various activities, organizations, and events.  My grandparents and parents both found their high school sweethearts within the school grounds and graduated as true PHS Indians.  As I roamed the halls of Preston High School during my freshmen through senior year I could not help but think about my grandparents, and parents roaming the same halls, singing the same cheers, and using the same colorful lockers.  The Al Ma Mater is one of my most favorite songs.  It speaks true to its words and brings tears to my eyes each time it is sung or read. 

	Preston High, Our Alma Mater
	How our hearts do swell
	When thy name is breathed or spoken
	O' we love thee well.
	(Chorus)
	Raise the emblems of our power
	Hail the Blue and White
	Sound a cheer the world can hear
	Our spirit is our might
	(Chorus)
	Admiration fills the students
	At the colors sight
	Blue and White the chosen symbols
	Of our Preston High.
	(Chorus)
	Many sacred memories linger
	Round the old, stone wall
	Lo, in dreams live voices echo
	Through the time worn halls.
	(Chorus)
	When the years have bowed our figures
	And our hair is white
	Memory's hand will guide our footsteps
	Back to Preston High.
	(Chorus)

Ever since I was a small boy my mother put into my head that I would one day be the Student Body President of Preston High School.  Through a lot of hard work and determination I did just that and it was one of the best and most memorable experience of my life.  I put my whole heart and soul into doing everything I could to make the school and student body the best they could be.  I would try to reach out to those who were not very popular or did not have very many friends. 

Being from a small school a lot of the Student Body had the opportunity to participate in many activites.  I encouraged them to do so as well, knowing that if we had a lot of participation each organization and club could only be that much bigger and better.  I strove to be an example and to leave a trail for future PHS Indians to follow.  I documented everything through picture and journal. 

I saved up a few hundred dollars and my dad helped me buy an old Dodge Cargo Van.  It was white and was not in the best shape, but my Student Body Officers and I cleaned it up and painted it professionally with 2 strong Indian figures on both sides.  It was known and is still known as the Preston High School Pride Van.  Oh how I miss driving that baby down the road with smoke barreling behind me!

Graduating from such a school shaped me into the person I am today.  Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like to grow up in a bigger school not knowing very many of my classmates.  I consider it an honor and privilege how everything worked out.    

I could talk all day about my experiences at Preston High School and the grand memories I had there.  My grandparents and parents set the legacy in place for me, and I can only hope that I have left my own legacy for future students, relatives, and possibly even my own children.  GO INDIANS!