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Carson Byrd - MHC '05
4/11/2005, 12:50:14 p.m.
It's amazing what a few kids from all corners of the globe can do over ten
kilometers of hill and dale. From the sound of the starter's pistol on August
31, 2002 in Spartanburg to crossing the finish line in Chino during this month,
November 2005, those that are the Mars Hill cross country team have accomplished
many things that many people only dream of.
I've never seen a group that is as devoted and as hard-working as those that
wear the blue and gold of Mars Hill on those chilly Fall Saturday mornings.
To the seniors, it's always been a pleasure suffering in the heat of August
and September on the backroads of Madison and Buncombe Counties, sharing in
the many victories that we accumulated over the years, finding every waterhole
to swim in, and sharing the good times with you. To the underclassmen, congratulations
on extending the dynasty that is Mars Hill cross country. Wear your singlets
with pride and push through the tough times to reach the victories, both on
the course, on the track, and off, that lie in the future.
Through the years I was on the Hill, I made something more than friends, more
than teammates; I found brotherhood in my teammates. And for that fact, I thank
you for putting up with me through the years on those long bus rides back from
those meets far from the mountains of North Carolina, pushing me when I was
down, and achieving those goals set before you each season. Congratulations
on reaching Nationals for the fourth consecutive year and finishing high among
America's elite.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian. He that outlives
this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, And rouse him at the name
of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil
feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.' Then will he strip his sleeve and
show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.' Old men forget; yet all
shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages, What feats he did that day. Then
shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words- Harry the King, Bedford and
Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester- Be in their flowing cups
freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall
ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his
blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they
were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon
Saint Crispin's day.
~From Henry V by William Shakespeare
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Seniors, November 19, 2005 is your Saint Crispin's day. Congrats!
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