Built by the Works Project Administration (WPA) during the depression, the old gym is an institution for multiple generations of Dubliners.
Until the fall of 1986 every student attending Dublin ISD was in one of the buildings on North Camden Street. The gym was at the heart of that complex and every student in pre k-12 had a turn in that wonderful old rock structure for one reason or another.
Even though I have attended events of all kinds there since 1981, Friday afternoon pep rallies are synonymous with that special spot in my mind.
I had participated in pep rallies during my own junior high and high school days and attended countless ones throughout college and prior teaching assignments, but until I attended my first DUBLIN LIONS Pep Rally in the fall of 1981, my point of reference was lacking.
Each week during football season the stands were PACKED! They were so full that the youngest elementary kids were ringed around the court in rows and seated on the floor so that EVERYONE could attend; the student body functioned as just that—one united force—one body!
The air was ELECTRIC. When the football players came in that back door, the crowd literally leaped to its feet and clapped in rhythm as the band blasted “Rocky” from the south bleachers.
If school spirit was in the dictionary, a picture of one of those pep rallies would be the definition! Wow! I got carried away there myself, and that was just a fraction of one of those Friday afternoon experiences.
By the fall of 1986 the new elementary behind the football field on Thomas Street had become home to pre-k through fifth grades and not having the whole district present each week relieved some of the overcrowding, but it was a little like having some of the family missing.
So many other incredible occasions have taken place within those noble rock walls.
In talking to former students they came up with a long list of times remembered. How hot is was, the big fans that were so loud, running bleachers at basketball practice, the smell in the dressing rooms came to mind.
The trophy case in the foyer, the concession stand that served as the snack bar during school lunch time, donkey basketball games played for fund raisers, Project Graduation. . . . . . . .
When Dublin held its chamber banquet there, it was really hard for me to concentrate on the program; I kept thinking of the hours I had spent there, the people, the great memories . . .