KING CITY HIGH SCHOOL Between the river and the town A high school building of renown Stands proudly and exultantly Beside the highway, broad and free. Its arching lines, its roof of tile, It’s patios where maidens smile Bring to ones memory again The haunting tales of ancient Spain. The broad expanse of velvet lawn A welcome sight to look upon, Where many various shrubs suggest A place for birds to build their nests, And where the western windows seem To catch the sinking sun’s last gleam, A special garden one may see Where students learn Biology. Within these vast impressive walls The students come when learning calls. And many a pupil finds it hard Until confronted with his card To realize, with due regard, That study brings its own reward. In each of us there should abide A feeling of the deepest pride To know our school has stood the test And stands out proudly with the best. And all of one accord should strive A “spirit” true to keep alive, That all who learn and labor here, Find a congenial atmosphere. So to our teachers, one and all, And to my comrades great and small And to our High School for all time, I dedicate this simple rhyme. Gordon Plaskett
Author Bill Alderson “Bull Plaskett”
Bill Alderson, aka Bull Plaskett as coined by his Uncle Cyril Plaskett is the son of Marianne Plaskett, Mabel and Ed Plaskett’s youngest daughter. Bill spent much of his childhood around Pacific Valley with his grandparents. At 13, Bill donned a backpack alone and hiked the hills his grandfather mentioned to see it on his own. That still hasn’t changed as Bill continues to experience the Coast and works to build this site for his family, particularly his 4 grandchildren he hopes will come to love the area and the memory of his large extended Plaskett Family.