Though the flowers that bloom in springtime/Wither soon and die All the flowers of our youth time live on in Dubach High Sing her praises speed them onward/ To the world we will proclaim How we’ll always shield and cherish/ Dear ol’ Dubach High School’s name Dear ol’ Dubach High School’s name I remember how, as little kids, we would sing that song - our school’s alma mater - at almost every assembly. It conjured up wonderful images of blooming tulips, lilies, buttercups, azaleas, and the dogwoods of spring gilded with oaths of lifetime devotion.