The Class of ' 64

In 1954, I came to what had been a sleepy little village until the government decided to build an Atomic plant near by. This created a boom in Real Estate.

My father was the minister of the Waverly Church of Christ. In 1954, there was ground, but no building. There wasn't much of a congregation either. The congregation met in the parsonage, a three bedroom house with a full sized basement. The bedrooms became class rooms, and downstairs was where people congregated. My job was to make sure there were enough folding chairs.

My new school was East Elementary. It is gone now, they tore it down on my birthdate in 1965. The town had grown so rapidly that the old school buildings were not large enough to house all of the new children. In fact, before this was built, students had to go to half days. Of course, that was done away with when the new East Elementary school was built.

The last town I had come from was New Vienna, Ohio, it was hardly the bustling community Waverly had. One summer, I heard the screams and hollering of children at play. I asked Mom if she heard it too, it escaped her attention, but not mine. (More later)