THE WI NEWSLETTER 04/10


THE WI NEWSLETTER


Editor: Roleta Smith Meredith Issue 128 April 2010






CLARKSBURG REUNION PICNIC
WAS HELD ON MARCH 6, 2010
SARASOTA, FLORIDA

God was kind. He sent Mother Nature to Florida in a very good mood for our Reunion Picnic. We had plenty of sunshine and a little breeze. I think the temperature was about 64 but it was marvelous in the sunshine and we had plenty of that. It was about 11 degrees lower than we normally enjoy that time of year but it was colder than normal everywhere in the world. We had so much love and friendship flowing that day that we were very comfortable. We did miss those of you who didn’t trust the weather and decided not to attend.

We had about 125 present which is our average. Each year we have a few new faces and it makes for a nice mix. This year there were many new faces. It was great seeing people we hadn’t seen since high school. Some people got to visit with people they dated while in high school and hadn’t seen since. Some visited for the first time in years with people they knew in college, and some from sport teams. I enjoyed meeting Bob Manley who graduated from WI in 1934 and entered World War II in 1941. His son Brian was with him at the picnic.

Many from out of town gather for a couple of nights at a local hotel and enjoy the camaraderie of friendships…both new and old. I could go on and on about who did attend but I might leave out someone. I just want to say that I enjoyed visiting with everyone. I love this annual get together. It is a lot of work but it is so worth all that I do in preparations, just to see everyone again and watch people enjoy one another. One man told me that he wouldn’t miss the picnic for anything. He said he enjoys it so much and especially likes seeing a new face each year and visiting with someone he hasn’t seen in ages.

OKAY, IT ISN’T A CONTEST BUT--------------------
picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)

The WI Class of 1958 has earned bragging rites for a year. And those who were there were very happy to tell everyone that they had the most people present. Usually the Class of 1956 has the most present but 1958 did shine! Remember, “WI Will Shine Tonight” ? Carolyn Moore from the Class of 1958 even showed up from California.



PICNIC COMMENTS:

submitted by: Bob Turner (WI '58)
roberteturner007@comcast.net

The Clarksburg Reunion Picnic yesterday was great. I enjoyed seeing many old friends and classmates and even met several new ones. The weather did cooperate all day with some great sunshine and a steady Florida breeze.

I owe a huge thanks to all that participated in this great annual event. I already have March 5, 2011 marked on my calendar for next year.

I hope to see even more of you there next year…….Especially classmates of WI 1958 !!!!



submitted by: Jim Alvaro (WI '56)
Jalvaro@aol.com

I want to thank Bill and Roleta for doing another wonderful job at the picnic. I hope the group enjoyed it half as much as I did. I feel sorry for those who don't have a good time there, if there is any. Again, thanks a lot and as usual, it is always great to see someone crazier than I am. In fact, there are a few that are like that.



submitted by: Marolyn Tustin Jett (WI '56)
ma5388@embarqmail.com

We enjoyed the whole Sarasota get together as always. Thanks again for doing all you do and making it all so special.



submitted by: Barb and Joe Charles (Bridgeport HS '55)
CharlesBarbjo@aol.com

As always the picnic was very nice. We are happy that we can attend, and Joe has seen many old acquaintances over the years. You do a great job.

Thank you.



submitted by: Brooke Beall (ND '58)
bbeall2@verizon.net

Roleta,

Congratulations on another great picnic....as usual it was enjoyed by all. Missed a couple of people that said they were going to attend, but had a great time catching up with old friends like Buck Tustin, Tom and Marilyn Lee, Jay Sharp, Freddy Alvaro, Mike and Becky Fresa to mention a few. Was happy to see some of the NDHS grads there this year. Maybe the most to ever attend. I forget sometimes that I graduated from NDHS and not WI since most of my old friends went to school in my neighborhood.

We are back in Northern VA and it is 71 here today.......Spring can't be far away. Thanks again for a great afternoon.



submitted by: Roleta
Roleta1@aol.com

If you haven’t been here for a Clarksburg Reunion week-end, your life can’t be complete! I am looking forward to the next one on March 5, 2011. The pavilion has already been reserved. Thanks to everyone who pitched in and helped out. Thanks to those who send cards too.



PICNIC PICTURES

pictures submitted by: Marolyn Tustin Jett (WI '56)
ma5388@embarqmail.com










picture submitted by: Glen Bill Cowgill (WI '59)
gwcowgill@gmail.com


Group picture of those at the 2010 Clarksburg Reunion Picnic



2010 WASHINGTON IRVING NEWSLETTER SCHOLARSHIP QUILT



Shown above are Auggie and Karen Malfregeot who were the winners of the 2010 WIN Scholarship quilt. The quilt was named "West Virginia Winter Wonderland" and was all made of blue, silver and white materials…the quilting stitches were all done in silver thread.

Auggie’s ticket was drawn and he was very happy to take this beautiful quilt home with him from the Clarksburg Reunion Picnic which was held in Sarasota on March 6, 2010. Many thanks to all of the ladies who worked on the quilt and to all of you who bought tickets to support this project. The quilt project earned $2,055.00 for the Win Scholarship.

The ladies are busy planning next years quilt. I can’t wait to see what they come up with. The quilts get lovelier each year.


2011 WIN Scholarship Quilt

Planning is under way for the 2011 WIN Scholarship quilt. We will be making blocks representing various WV symbols, such as state bird, flower, various animals (Bear's Paw), log cabin, schoolhouse, mountain blocks, country roads, etc. I have purchased grab bag bundles of batiks from Sew Batik. (They vend at quilt shows as well as online if you'd like to see their fabrics. www.sewbatik.com). I will purchase a blue sky fabric to include with the bundle so that will also coordinate.

We would like to include Moon Over the Mountain, Delectable Mountain, or other "hill/mountain" blocks to use as one of the borders. Two WIN quilters have already offered embroidered or appliqued blocks of some of the WV symbols-thanks. Please check online sources, such as Quilters Cache, for blocks related to West Virginia.

Let's get our creativity flowing!

All quilters are welcome to participate with this great project to earn money for the WIN Scholarship Fund. Please contact me at: moatsue@aol.com Sue (Selby) Moats WI 1955


MYSTERY PICTURE


EDITOR’S NOTE: This picture was sent to us by Jim Pulice (WI 1962). Those pictures are: Martha Pulice Williams (WI 1964), Paul Embry in his 1959 T-bird (WI 1962), Joe Martin (ND 1965), and Jim Pulice (WI 1962)



submitted by: John Teter (WI '61)

In regards to the mystery picture in the latest edition of the newsletter:

FIRST FROM RIGHT: DEFINITELY Jimmy Pulice
SECOND FROM RIGHT (in back): Cannot see enough to determine
THIRD FROM RIGHT: Somebody that I knew, but cannot remember his name
FOURTH FROM RIGHT: POSSIBLY Mary Jo Pulice Benedetto



submitted by: Chuck Wilson (WI '67)
cwilson@aviall.com

This picture was taken on 7th St, in front of Jim Pulice's House, in the picture is Martha & Jim Pulice, Paul Emory, that is his Thunderbird. Now the person in the back I can't see his face.

I lived two doors down from Jim, Martha, Mary Jo and their family.



submitted by: Judy Holden Cork (WI '62)
jhcork@bellsouth.net

Thanks for all the hard work you do in putting together the WI Newsletter every month. I wanted to make a guess at the mystery picture in the March Newsletter. I think it is Mary Jo Pulice, Paul Emery, Bob Caplan and Jim Pulice.



submitted by: Dave Rowe (WI '62)
barron84@verizon.net

Roleta – The people in the picture are from left to right – Martha Pulice, Paul Embry, unknown (I’m sure that I know him but I can’t see his face.) and Jim Pulice.



submitted by: Phil Hooper (WI '59)
bumpes@msn.com

The young girl in the mystery picture is Mary Jo Pulice, I worked with her in the late 50's at Main Street Grocery. Her Uncle Joe Pulice owned the store. The boy on the right is her brother Jimmy, he also worked at the store. Needless to say it was more enjoyable to work with Mary Jo. I can remember the face of the boy in the middle, but not his name. I do not know the boy in the back. Two out of four is not bad after fifty some years



submitted by: Frank Fragomene (WI '62)
Ffrago1@aol.com

The photo contains Jimmy Pulice & I believe his sister Martha as well as Paul Embry (Jim's cousin I think). Can't see the full face of the 4th person. Paul use to drive a Red Ford T-bird at one time. He might have gotten another one--different color.



submitted by: Joe Marra (WI '58)
marra3@earthlink.net

Hey I saw a picture I recognized in the letter. It was taken on 7th street in Glen Elk. The girl on the car is Mary Jo Pulice and the boy far right is her brother Jim Pulice who writes in to the newsletter a lot. The house on the right of the picture is where Vic Gentilozzi lived. The one on the left we called the boarding house, no longer standing at the corner of 7th and Clark St. Being from Glen Elk i spent a lot of time on 7th, cause that’s were we played, rode bikes and hung out. The Pulices, the Lovers and the Rodas all lived on 7th and not to forget the Oliverios. I'm going back and what great memories they are. Thanks.

EDITOR’S NOTE: You mentioned Vic Gentilozzi, he brought me 3 pints of canned peppers that he grew and he and his wife canned. They were terrific. He remembered I said how much I loved Oliverio’s peppers….Well, Vic, Oliverio’s has competition if you ever go into business. Thanks a million for your thoughtfulness!



submitted by: Martha Pulice Williams (WI '64)
mwilliams9@msn.com

Martha (Pulice) Williams, Joe Martin, Jim Pulice, and Paul Embry. That was Paul's T-Bird!

Best Buds and still are.......



A BIG THANK YOU

To Bill Bryan who graduated from RW in 1957. He baked and sent 220 pepperoni rolls to the Clarksburg Reunion Picnic. He timed it so they arrived the day before the picnic. Everyone really enjoyed them. Even though Bill couldn’t make it to Sarasota, he thought of us and sent us a delicious gift.



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO?

submitted by: Kim Ludwick Wildt (WI '77)
kwildt@sc.rr.com

Whatever happened to Karl Dillinger? He was another person I played tennis with. We were both on the team & our team mates used to call us brother & sister because we both had freckles and dark hair. I think he lives in New Jersey, but works in New York City.



F.Y. I.

Peter Moshein lives in Pittsburgh

John Henry Shenasky III lives in Maryland



WEST VIRGINIA WINTER WONDERLAND

submitted by: Roleta Smith Meredith

Thanks to everyone who bought tickets for the 2010 West Virginia Winter Wonderland Quilt drawing.

A huge thank you goes to Sue Selby Moats for organizing this project and to Carolyn Cady, Liz Carder, Barb Charles, Carol VanHorn Dean, Sara Graham, Mary Ella Flowers, Mary Hulick, Nancy Jackson, Gig Meredith, Joan Merrill, Sue Moats, Elaine Nortemann, Kitty Sager, Mary Sue Spahr, Lin Stricker and Mary Ann Williams. (Hopefully no one has been omitted). These ladies graciously volunteered to help with this Washington Irving Newsletter Scholarship money making project.

What a success!

This year in May, we will present Washington Irving Newsletter Scholarships to 2 RC Byrd High School graduating seniors. These scholarships will each be for $3,000.00. The 2010 quilt project raised $2,055.00 for the Scholarship fund. All the credit for this goes to those of you who bought tickets, to all who worked to sew the quilt and to those who sold tickets.

Thank you so much for participating in this event!

From, Roleta, Sue Moats and the ladies who are making this such a successful project.




DO YOU KNOW ANYONE FROM THE CLASS OF 1988?

If you know anyone who graduated from WI in the Class of 1988, won’t you help us get this jacket back to the owner….if she doesn’t want it, we hope she will tell us.


The first name of the girl who wore this jacket is Karin. Spelled with an i.

We should be able to find this girl! If you have any positive information please either contact: Karen Cooper Phelan (WI 1973) or contact Roleta1@aol.com.



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




LEAGUE OF SERVICE

submitted by: Carolyn Burnside
crburnside842@verizon.net

Hi Roleta: To commemorate the League's 75th Anniversary, I wrote UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE: 75 years of Service in Harrison County. It has been well-received and is available at Amazon.

UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE: 75 years of Service in Harrison County. is a comprehensive history of the work of the League from its founding in February 1934 by Amy Roberts Vance until shortly before its publication in time for the anniversary celebration in February 2009. The book details the primary projects, the In As Much Baby Clinic and the Mothers’ Clinic, from 1934 until they closed in 2001. Amy’s Attic became the primary project in 2005. It covers other projects such as Children’s Arts and scholarships that have benefitted the children of the area over the years. Then it moves to the fund raisers that supported these projects: many will remember the Spring Festival on the Court House plaza, the Thrift Shop, and the occasional follies productions, along with numerous charity balls, auctions, home tours, raffles, gallette sales --- League members tried just about every possible means to earn money. I included a chapter about special occasions and one about the responsibilities of membership. The history contains many photos plus comments from members. Researching and writing took me on a pleasant journey for more than three years and brought me into a more active role once again --- I’ve been a member for more than fifty years and am again a board member. McClain Publishing produced the book, which is available at Borders Express at Meadowbrook Mall, Bridgeport, and at www.amazon.com for $15 (search Books and then my name).



submitted by: Debbie Sayre Stoikowitz (WI '69) now living in California.
dstoik@cox.net


When I saw the St. Patrick's Day newsletter and the "League for Service" heading it brought back memories of long ago. I just had to send you the picture taken on the court house plaza probably in 1958-1959, not sure of the date. It was obviously taken in the summer. The king and queen in the picture is me and Doug Baumgardner. We must have been around 8 or 9 years old. Doug is the son of Rex Baumgardner (last name might be spelled wrong) the sheriff of Clarksburg I think at that time. I vaguely remember those days. There are other kids in the picture that might recognize them. I really miss Clarksburg and wanted to share this picture with others that might remember this time and see themselves in the picture.



submitted by: Jody Buffington Aud, APR (WI '77)
jbuffaud@comcast.net

WOW! Do I have memories of that festival. My mother was very involved in the LFS for years, so I remember all the preparation that she put into that event. Funny, today I am involved in special event planning for both business and a few non-profit organizations and I never stopped to remember that I had a role model at home! In any event, there are two things I remember most about that festival. First, was the king and queen (?) pageant that went with it. My sister, Melissa was a contestant in that pageant, but I don’t think she won. All of the contestants were grade school age. We still have pictures of her with her partner in the event. Of course, Buffington Studio took all their pictures! The other thing I remember was the fishing pond. I couldn’t get enough of that thing. And, I was forever amazed that I could throw that pole over the wall and something would ALWAYS come back on it. It was usually a little toy, but sometimes it would be a whole brown paper bag of things! If my mother would have let me, I would have stayed there all day fishing!



submitted by: Evelyn Brown Harper (WI '62)
WHIPHARP@AOL.COM

The Clarksburg League for Service's Spring Festival on the Court House Plaza was always a highlight for uptown Clarksburg. I can remember spending many hours there with my mother, Mrs. Paul M. (Mildred) Brown, during the 1950's. The Festival was still active during my years in the League in the early 1970's. The fun ranged from pony rides (on Court Street) to all kinds of delicious food. Each year a boy and girl were crowned "King and Queen" of the Festival. On a few occasions when it rained, we moved into the Court House. The proceeds from the Festival went to the League's Mother's and Baby's Clinic. Many happy memories.....as a child helping my mom with the "White Elephant Booth" and as a member painting signs in the attic of the Court House.



IRSH LEGENDS GALA

Thank you to everyone who sponsored, attended, or helped with the Irish Legends Gala. It was an enjoyable evening at Via Veneto made even better (for most people) by WVU’s victory against Kentucky. I think all the honorees gave great speeches, echoing each other on the importance of Catholic Education. I hope everyone had a great time and I hope for this event to keep getting bigger and better each year.

To see photographs from the event go to http://www.notredame.fotki.com/ and click on the Irish Legends album.

Thank you again for your support.

Ian McAra
Harrison County Catholic Schools (Notre Dame & St. Mary's)
Director of Development
127 East Pike St.
Clarksburg, WV 26301



PRANKS

submitted by: Jody Buffington Aud, APR (WI '77)
jbuffaud@comcast.net

These are not mine, you understand (I was always a good girl and never played pranks…..) this was my Dad’s prank he told me about when he was growing up in North View. On Halloween he would take the porch furniture from one house and switch it with another house) Those who remember my dad will remember that he had a very ornery sense of humor. I think he got us kids involved in more than one of his pranks. When we finished off our basement, I remember that he put a microphone in the powder room and, during parties when people went in to use the bathroom, he’d go into the garage and talk to them like he was a voice “from above.” These are just some of the tamer pranks, of course.



THE WASHINGTON IRVING NEWSLETTER SCHOLARSHIP

Thanks to those WHO SUPPORTED the WIN Scholarship this month:

Bernie Cohen (WI 1956) Thanks for your continuing support.

Jerry Winerman (WI 1957) Thanks for supporting the scholarship –from California

Nancy VanHorn Stunger (WI 1954) Thanks again

Nancy Flowers---we received your check from California.

Bill Maxwell WI (1947)----purchased a WI Newsletter CD

If you wish to pay tribute to the town in which you grew up, you can send a check to the WIN Scholarship and help a student with their costs for their first year of college.

Make out your check/or money order to:
Roleta Meredith c/o WIN Scholarship

And mail to:
Roleta Meredith
3201 Charles MacDonald Dr
Sarasota, Fl 34240



A NOTE OR A CARD WOULD BE NICE

submitted by: Roleta
Roleta1@aol.com

Jerry Paugh graduated from WI in 1959. He served his country in the military. Since he returned from Vietnam he has had many medical problems. Last month Jerry lost his leg due to diabetes. Below is a letter from Jerry’s wife:

Roleta: just a note to let you know that Jerry is in the VA Hospital here in Clarksburg. He did have his leg amputated, but is recovering well. Don't know when he'll be home - still a few weeks away. His spirits are good - can't keep a good man down, right!? He will be getting a prosthesis when the leg heals, and the VA takes care of their people. The VA will be making whatever modifications need to be done to the house before he comes home. I'm sure he'd appreciate hearing from any of his classmates who'd like to contact him. Will keep you posted as to his progress. Take care.....Roberta Paugh (WI Class of '65!)

EDITORS NOTE: Please send a card or a note to Jerry.

Jerry Paugh
P.O. Box 366
Salem, WV 26426



AN UPDATE

Bobby Secret recently underwent a procedure to drain liquid from his lungs. They did not discover cancer from this procedure. If you know Bobby, I am sure he would enjoy hearing from you. RLSecret@aol.com or write to him at:

Bob Secret
741 Mulberry Ave.
Clarksburg, WV 26301



DO YOU REMEMBER MRS ALESSI WHO TAUGHT P.E. AT WI?

Eleanor Alessi’s husband died recently. If you would like to email her a note: gentile399@gmail.com

Send her a note, I am sure she would appreciate it.




picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




PARKING PLACES

submitted by: Jim Pulice (WI '62)
jpulice@aol.com

Parking spots !!!!! You all left out Wonder Bar Road. How about the cemetery on Chestnut Street where so many went without a car to meet with someone special? Ahhhhhhh lot of you know those stories I'm sure! I use to park in my neighbor’s garage since he never used it. Well, one night he decides to park his car there, he pulls in and sees me, and says” Oh, sorry, Jim, I'll park back on the street”. I never used it again. But one of my buddies did and I think he got caught also...Hahahaha. The drive-in was the favorite place, I think. Tom Thorn had a 1939 Plymouth that Dick Yoke would drive since Tom never had his license. Thorn bought the car when he was just 15. Phil Harrick would let us charge beer at his grocery store (a Great Human Being to us at 15?). We would all load up in that 39 Plymouth (not mentioning any names ladies) and off we would go to the Ellis Drive-In. Have you ever heard the song (Oh What a Night)?



NOTICE CLASSMATES OF 1971

submitted by: George McQuain (WI '71)
mcquainj@aol.com

If you are interested in trying to have another class reunion this year, please contact me at the above email address or phone me at: 304-745-4277.



NEW EMAIL ADDRESSES

Tom Crowley (ND '61) Tfcrowley5@comcast.net
Tim Cork (WI '62) tpcork@bellsouth.net
Nilah "Tyke" Wyant Toler (WI '62) tyketoler@yahoo.com
Chip Corsini (WI '75) dl_corsini@farmersmutual.com
Sondra “Sonnie” Cork Brown (WI '62) sonniebrown@live.com
John Fratt (WI '68) John.Fratt@pwc.ca
Louis Palmer (WI '57) barbplatt7@verizon.net
Kay Childers Martin (WI '78) kmartin589@gmail.com
Horace L. Mandeville (WI '52)
NOTE: Horace found us on the Internet…
he would love to hear from others
who graduated in 1952		 hlmandeville@sbcglobal.net
Marilyn Lightner Little (WI '65) mapak41371@yahoo.com
Mary Lou Johnson Alonso (WI '55) maryloualonso@yahoo.com
Gig Selby Meredith (WI '62) gig.meredith@yahoo.com
Wlliam Kaska (VHS '59) billkaska@comcast.net


CHANGE OF EMAIL ADDRESS

Steve Harrison (WI '77) was: wvskeeter@netzero.net
is now: wvaskeeter@aol.com
Lawrence Kinney (WI '51) was: djkinney@verizon.net
is now: djkinney@windstream.net




WI GRAD IN THE NY TIMES

submitted by: James Fragale (WI '58)
jamesafragale@yahoo.com

I snagged the lead in the beloved NY Times “Metropolitan Diary” feature in February, “Metropolitan Diary” which is a once-a-week feature compiled by the Times, from stories submitted by observant New Yorkers on City Life.

Here is a copy of my story which is a reprint from: February 8, 2010 New York Times: “Metropolitan Diary”

Dear Diary: A young couple held hands and kissed a few feet from the curb at Fifth Avenue and Central Park South as the No. 5 bus quick-stopped to abort its turn onto Fifth Avenue and into heavy holiday traffic.

I was standing near the bus’s front door, about to get off at the next stop, when the driver turned to me and said: “I almost ran over Romeo and Juliet.” The lovers remained oblivious.



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




MYSTERY PICTURE


We're asking the readers to identify the boys. It will be fun to see how many will be identified. In May we'll put the picture in again with the names.



TEACHERS

Glyde Bailey influenced my disdain for clichés. To wit: I have attached one of a series of vignettes I wrote and published in a local newspaper a few years ago. For this purpose, I created a character whom I call Jacques Clichés and whose episodes are expressed in a string of clichéd phrases that might get Miss Bailey’s attention.

Jacques Clichés: Annoyer Extraordinaire
Facing the music

By Ted Corsini (WI 1951)
tedgarcorsini@gmail.com

Jacques Clichés doesn’t beat around the bush or preach to the choir. He puts his money where his mouth is and stirs the pot. He jumps the gun, flies by the seat of his pants, sees only the tip of the iceberg, and right off the bat bites off more than he can chew and gets in over his head.

But when the chips are down he thinks outside the box, pushes the envelope, and raises the bar, taking it up a notch to level the playing field. When he steps up to the plate he is as cool as a cucumber and strikes while the iron is hot even though he may not have a leg to stand on.

His cup of tea is flying in the face of adversity. He throws caution to the wind, opens a can of worms and connects the dots with a fine-tooth comb. He does not sit on his hands or rest on his laurels. Instead, he pulls out all the stops and lets the chips fall where they may. Taking his lumps, he knows that nothing is etched in stone, when it rains it pours, what goes around comes around, no good deed goes unpunished and when the shoe is on the other foot -- it hurts.

Jacques does not expect a walk in the park and won’t be led down the garden path. He faces the music, pays the piper, risks eating crow and getting raked over the coals -- or thrown to the wolves -- even if he ends up in hot water and has his goose cooked.



TEACHERS

submitted by: Markey Adams Hood (WI '42)
MARKEYBELL@wmconnect.com

In the last letter you inquired about teachers at WI. I have access to Yearbooks from l935 to l942. Rene Andre and Pearl Custer are in 1935 thru 1942. Virginia Nutter 1937 thru 1942. Maynard Duckworth 1941 and 1942. Wish

I could help more but the other teachers came after that. Enjoy all the efforts you and others put into this. Keep the news coming.



submitted by: Bill Bryan (RW '57)
pbrnrx64@aol.com

In the March newsletter about WI teachers, Lorana Riley was mentioned as a long time Home-Ec teacher.

As a side note: I believe she was the Home-Ec teacher at Broadway Junior High and my "home room" teacher while I was in junior high there-'52, '53, and '54. Not sure how long before '52 she may have been at Broadway. I remember her as very nice, very quiet! My mind is fuzzy on this, but I think one 6-week period, the boys took Home-Ec and the girls took Shop.



submitted by: Diana Calverley Haskell (WI '60)
haskelldiana@verizon.net

I was a female who had math classes from Mr. Gudekunst for four years. Those were the days of TV westerns. To deal with Gudekunst’s stern manner, we adopted nicknames.

I was “Kitty” Calverley and John Madia was “Matt” Madia. We were named after “Gunsmoke” characters. Bob Secret was “Sugarfoot” Secret. There were others as well but when I contacted Chris Hill and Larry Ammons, they could not remember even these three. This has been in my draft folder for months, so it may no longer be pertinent.



submitted by: Kim Ludwick Wildt (WI '77)
kwildt@sc.rr.com

I was at Central in 1971 & 1972. Mrs. Curtis taught us sewing and a little bit about the female reproductive system. I still have the apron we made in 7th grade.

In 8th grade, Mrs. King taught cooking. What I remember is that the sinks had to be spotless before we left for our next class.



submitted by: Bob Alton (VHS '55)
ralton1@satx.rr.com

I was reading the comment from Bob Patterson regarding Ms Meredith, the English teacher at Adamston Jr High. His comments about her were right on! She drilled English grammar into you. I spent many years in jobs that required me to write. I "coasted" through college and a career on the training I got from her.

She lived in Stealey on the hill above the playground. I'll never forget her, and am forever grateful for what I learned from her.



submitted by: Mary Stump Harrell (WI '55)
msharrell2005@verizon.net

The Home Ec. teachers when I was at Central were Miss Connell in seventh grade and Miss Wine in 8th. (Mrs. ? And was her name Wise, or Wine?)

And yes, in seventh grade we made aprons. But what else do you suppose we did for a whole year? We can't have spent all that time sewing, but I have no memory of any other activities in 7th grade home ec..

I remember the 8th grade class more vividly, because we had to "take notes", but we were actually taking down every word the teacher said. We were required to do this with pencils in class and then to transfer the "notes" to a more formal format with a pen and ink. I have always said that that exercise taught me to listen, allow the words to go from my ear through the pencil and then the pen, and then out the pen point to paper - all without any meaning having ever passed through my brain!

I do remember that we did a fair amount of cooking and that many of us professed to gag at having to eat what we cooked. But I also remember that we made wonderful scrambled eggs one day - or maybe I was just hungry that morning? I also remember making something with prunes that did not go over well with many of us students.

Does anyone remember Miss Ferguson, the art teacher? I loved the art class despite having zero talent for it. I was fascinated with the method of drawing "perspective", and with shading things like vases to make them look round. To this day, if I am doodling, I often doodle lines of railroad tracks disappearing in the distance, or vases of flowers. We had to do portraits, also, and I did my portrait of Sue Holt. But I remember the frustration of being unable to capture the human face at all, never mind any resemblance to the subject!

I have much clearer memories of junior high classes than of high school classes -- I was interested in the jr. high classes. By the time we got to high school, I was frequently bored and can clearly remember watching the minute hand of those big classroom clocks jump from minute to minute.

At the same time, I loved many of my teachers -- Mrs. Howard, as someone mentioned, was fun with her wry sense of humor; gentle Mrs. May whose freshman algebra class was a total mystery to me, but whose plane geometry the next year made such perfect sense! I remember Mr. Gudekunst with a mixture of fear and trembling - he reputedly did not like girls, but I can't remember feeling any waves of dislike emanating from him in "advanced" algebra. I was cajoled into taking his 2nd yr algebra by my brother Jim who asked me in the summer before Jr. yr what classes I was taking. When I did not mention math he wanted to know why I was not taking algebra and I told him that I had very nearly failed freshman algebra and could never understand what "x" meant. He convinced me that this was the very reason that I should sign up for 2nd yr algebra and assured me that the entire first semester would be a review of freshman algebra. So it was, and I finally figured out that "x" was not nearly the unintelligible thing I had thought it to be.

But my favorite class and favorite teacher was Mr. Duckworth. I think our physics class was one long "bull session" and how he managed to teach us any physics while we talked at such length about other things (crying fire in a crowded theater, - did the tree make a sound when it fell in the woods with no human near to hear?-) but he certainly did give me a solid foundation, such that when I took my next physics class in college three years later, it was all very familiar. However, much as I loved the class, if I had not shared a study hall with Elise Andre, who could actually solve physics problems and spent countless generous minutes walking me through them, I would probably never have learned to do physics problems. (Dear old "x" had morphed into "v", and "s", and "t" and other unintelligible unknowns which had to be combined and used with only a "story" problem to work from.) I was hopeless, but Elise saved me. Ironically, I ended up teaching high school physics myself for nearly twenty years -- who would have thunk it?

I also loved Mr. Dumire and respected his method of teaching - I have heard people complain that he was biased toward his favorites, but I was never aware of his having favorites. I adopted his 11 question quiz device in my own classes. But about Mr. Dumire I remember that he was in charge of the girls' lockers. If he found your locker unlocked, he locked it with his lock and would not allow you to get into it at the end of the day until the next day. This happened to me one cold, snowy day in my senior year, and true to form, Mr. Dumire was unrelenting - so I had to go home without my winter coat. I was rescued by Mr. Duckworth who gave me a ride home that afternoon. I remember that on the way home he lit a cigarette and offered me one. I can't remember whether or not I accepted (I was a smoker, so I may well have) but I was enormously flattered that he thought me "adult" enough to be offered a cigarette! (Can you imagine if that were to be done today? ) Does anyone remember Mr. Duckworth, Palmer, and Gudekunst standing together smoking their cigarettes in the hall as they supervised the changing of classes?

Well, I haven't contributed anything to the newsletter for quite a while --- hope this makes up for it!



submitted by: Tim Corsini (WI '51)
tecor@bellsouth.net

Foremost among teachers who left lasting impressions upon this teenage boy were Clay B. Hite, Maynard Duckworth, Lillie Mae Bauer, Grace Duthie and Glyde Bailey, and an unforgettable janitor, Jess Pratt, a kind, unassuming man, who would have been a great background extra in a WWII movie and who gave me access to the steel ladder embedded in the wall in the janitor's third floor closet that led to the attic, where I smoked cigarettes and put the ashes and butts into a coffee can that could be discreetly carried away.

Clay B. Hite, a thoughtful, soft spoken and tough mentor, provided the opportunity for me to play football for three years and risked losing a score by letting this boy kick an archaic 'dropkick' for extra points.

Maynard Duckworth's large metal waste basket in fifth period study hall was often my seat at the side of his desk as he and I talked about nothing for the hour.

Lillie Mae Bauer, characteristically disheveled, directed rehearsals for the school's plays from her on-stage steel folding chair, arching her eyebrows, mimicking every action and mouthing aloud every line the 'actors' spoke, and in the classroom she instilled in her students the poise and confidence necessary for effective communication.

Grace Duthie is remembered for her well known three word command to those who lacked the definition of a specific word to "Go to Webster!"

And Glyde Bailey, a tiny, delicate looking woman whose demanding, precise teaching skills fostered learning, insisted on unambiguity and clarity and she disdained trite, illogical expressions, such as 'more or less.' She was the inspiration for the following rhyme:

MORE OR LESS

Something can't be 'more or less'
It's either large or small.
The way it's said one cannot guess
It's dimensions-if any-at all.

A better expression, uttered aloud
Might clear that vague confusion.
An "I don't know what that's about"
Is a solid, foregone conclusion.




submitted by: Burt Spangler (WI '38)
Burtsbs@nccn.net

I really enjoy the newsletter though not much relates to my tenure at WI--but one thing did catch my eye and it was a reference to the boy's and girl's stairs. Someone said that Ken Cubbin denied that he had set the policy.. and indeed he didn't. The practice was well established when I first attended WI (1933), long before Ken got there. He was the principal and my sixth grade teacher at Monticello Grade school (now Chestnut Hills Elementary) before taking over WI. Orrie McConkey was the principal when I was there.

About the stairs, however, the story was that sometime in the early 1920's very short skirts came to be the style. Mac's office was on the second floor on the right side of the building and he had to use the right hand stairs to get to his office. One morning he had to follow a group of girls up the stairs and in a shocked state he went straight to his office and directed Miss Custer to issue a notice that until further notice the right stairs were to be used only by the boys. Girls were to use the left stairs. Since there was never any "further notice" the edict continued. It was observed all the time I was there and must have continued on later..but Ken Cubbin wasn't at all responsible for that tradition..It didn't seem to ever cause much of a problem because the girl's locker room, gym and study hall were on the left side of the building and the boy's on the right..It did take a little longer to change classes--if your classes were on the opposite side of the building from the stairs you had to use--but we never thought of complaining.

The front steps weren't restricted to anyone then but the area was frequented by a group of the more socially oriented kids--Mac dubbed them the "Admiration Society" but didn't attempt to disperse them at all.

Favorite teachers--Rene Andre, Florence Holland, Julia Folio, Maud Yoak, Thelma Painter, and of course Clay B Hite..Interesting note: I ran into Rene Andre in Paris, France just after the fighting in Europe was over--He was a Major and on some sort of an intelligence assignment and we didn't get to visit long but made a date to get together later to compare notes..unfortunately we didn't get to keep the date.

Keep up the good work--sorry I can't attend any of your reunions--Travel is out of the question for me now at my age. I get around here OK but the logistics of being a diabetic traveler make it just too much to take any extended trips. There are still a few of my classmates around--I'm in touch with a couple by E mail, and would be happy to E Mail back and forth with any of the others who are still functioning



submitted by: Linda Spelsberg Wolfe (WI '58)
wolfopolis@aol.com

Now favorite teacher, I'd have to say there were several, one was Mr. Palmer, who I thought was a great teacher of Chemistry, and would work to make his lessons as clear as possible, and was more than willing to give extra help to those who had trouble. And Miss Albright,who opened up history and the world through Latin. Mr. Duckworth, who made Physics make sense and how it helped explain the world's attributes. Miss Baily who encouraged thinking through Literature. And even, though not a personal favorite, Miss Taylor and her diagramming of sentences. All of these taught me skills I use today, and I so appreciate the often thankless job of teaching teenagers. I feel so lucky growing up in our town in those years, and with those teachers. I can only hope there were others of like skills who are there today.



submitted by: Mary Beth Jeranko Hilburn (WI '55)
hilfarm@hawaii.rr.com

Greg Jaranko (note we are related and have different spellings for our last names, another story) reminded me about Morgan school. Poor Greg had to face the math teachers with their memories of both my brother and I not being good in math. Does anyone remember a teacher by the name of Kunzelman? He was young and of course male (rare in elementary schools) and all of us loved him. He only finished out one year, I believe, but what a treat to have someone with young new ideas.



submitted by: Jim Pulice (WI '62)
Jpulice@msn.com

Well, everyone has taken their shot at Miss Nutter and as we all know especially now at our age we are all different. So I personally must say that soon after high school I thought that Miss Nutter was one of my favorite teachers. I can't explain it, maybe because my father was a lot like her ..although he was tough on me. When I went into the military at 21, I eased right through my basic training thinking my father and Miss Nutter had something to do with my getting through it. I can remember when there where times I would stay after school to chat with her since she was my advisor during my junior year. I felt that she was more personable to me than any other teacher I had at my 4 years on the "Hill" go figure...?



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




COUNTY SUPERVISORS

EDITOR’S NOTE: After reading the following letter from Arreta Jaranko re: Miss Shackelford, I remembered the story written a few years ago and sent to the newsletter by Chuck Thomas, so I am running it again under Arreta’s letter.

submitted by: Arreta Radcliffe Jaranko (WI '40)
jjaranko@frontiernet.net

With so many teachers being mentioned I thought I would throw in another one that had a big influence on me and two of my brothers. Anyone who went to public school in Harrison County came into contact with Miss Shackelford, the handwriting supervisor. My two brothers and I are left-handed and we were forced to use our right hand in handwriting. I will never forget the stress and strain of trying to do that, from first grade through eighth grade!!! And when we reached the grade where we had to use pen and ink, what trouble that was for me. However, the three of us learned to write with our right hand and were finally rewarded with a handwriting certificate at the end of each grade. My first grade teacher had our names written on the blackboard in cursive and our first writing experience was tracing our names over and over again with chalk until we thought we could do it with pencil and paper. When my sons started to school, printing was the big thing as educators thought that made the transition into reading much easier. They moved into cursive the second half of second grade. I don't know when Miss Shackelford retired but I know I am not the only one who suffered during her tenure. To make matters worse for lefties, when I was in seventh grade, the home ec teacher, and I can't remember her name ,made me use my right hand for the sewing project which if I remember correctly was a linen dish towel that had to be hemmed. I could not hold the needle!!! The only way I got through that class was because we were behind schedule and she let us take our project home to complete. What a relief!! I could use my left hand. I see many left-handed people turning their hands upside down in order to write and see what they are writing. If only teachers would be taught to turn the paper to the left , I am sure it would be easier for left-handed students---but without Miss Shackelford and no handwriting supervisor in the schools, teachers do not know to do this.

My grandchildren still prefer to print as that has been their first writing experience in school and the transition to cursive was done on a haphazard basis. Despite the trauma of having to use my right hand, if you look at the handwriting of some people, it would be good if there were more Miss Shackelfords around!! With best wishes.

submitted by: Chuck Thomas (WI '56)
DrCRThomas@lcsys.net

NOOOOOO MOOOOOORE OOOOOOVALS!!! I hated ovals and push-pulls from the very first day I encountered those petty, penmanship punishments at Towers Grade School. And when Mrs. Shackleford visited our writing classes during the winter and spring to motivate us to qualify for our “Zaner-Blosser Writing Certificates,” I hated those seemingly senseless, endless exercises even more.

Pedagogically, I can understand in retrospect the advantages of every child developing his or her eye-hand coordination, but I can still remember personally how writing with the flat, underside of my wrist resting on the top surface of my ancient wooden desk was both unnatural and uncomfortable. Mrs. Shackleford lauded lucid penmanship but neglected to mention that a portion of those unable to write legibly would be later relegated to become medical doctors, writing endless scribbled prescriptions and earning much higher incomes than most of the people at Zaner-Blosser themselves.

Ironically, I became a university English professor, and besides teaching literature, I did teach business writing, technical writing, creative writing, and English composition. However, I still tend to be highly critical of the heavy emphasis during my early education on conformity and the regurgitation of memorized facts instead of encouraging students to develop academic verbal and analytical skills to help them explore their respective intellectual thought processes.

To summarize, the basic purpose of learning to write and to understand how to use language and grammar correctly should always be to express significant ideas. Intellectual content should always take precedence over the conforming appearance of penmanship.

EDITOR’S NOTE: Do you remember Miss Shackleford, Mr. Coffindaffer, Miss Caulfield? These were employees of the Harrison County Board of Education. Mr. Coffindaffer was the Superintendent of Schools and made one trip each year to each classroom were he would listen to the children read. Miss Shackleford was the hand writing supervisor for the county and Miss Caulfield was the music supervisor (I think I remember this correctly) each lady made several trips per year to each classroom and conducted a class while there. Do you remember this? What do you remember about their visits? Write to: Roleta1@aol.com.



TRANSPORTATION

submitted by: Martha Pulice Williams (WI '64)
mwilliams9@msn.com

My brothers, sister and I had to walk to Towers, Central Jr HS, and W I. There were many times Mr. Mazza would give me a ride with his sons Dennis, Frank and Raymond. We all grew up together and still remain friends today. Can't say enough about the kindness of this family.

We were not allowed to ask my dad for his car, so it was start walking or stay home. Most of our friends were in the same situation, so it wasn't a big deal at the time.

Didn't know it then, but none of us ever had a weight problem! And it wasn't because of Jenny Craig!!!!!!!!!!



submitted by: John Teter (WI '61)
jateter@aol.com

One of my co-workers came in to work yesterday, when the Metro Bus Service was not running from his house to his place of employment. His answer regarding how to get to work; he rode his BIKE! He normally rides his bike to and from work, but with all of the snow that we have had over the past week, streets are still not clear of the snow. He said that it took him 1 hour and 30 minutes versus his normal 45 minute commute, but it brought to mind something that happened to me when I used to ride my bike back and forth to baseball practice in Clarksburg.

I can remember having baseball practice out at Veterans Park, and my only means of getting to and from practice was by riding my bicycle. Getting to practice was not difficult, but getting home from practice was a different story. I went thru Stealey to get to practice, as it was all downhill from Broaddus Avenue. Coming home, I decided to take the Chestnut Street way as it was mostly downhill. When I came down Chestnut Street and got to where the Gottlieb’s lived at that time, I decided that I would come down the rest of the street without holding onto the handle bars. Well, I had forgotten that there were a lot of bumps in the street and before I realized that it was not going to be a smooth trip, my bicycle stopped and I did not. I flew over the handle bars landing on my side and flipping over landing on my head. Back in those days, it was not a requirement for bike riders to wear helmets, so naturally I did not have a helmet on. I can remember somebody getting me (and my bike) to St. Mary’s Hospital as it was right there below the cemetery. I can remember my mother coming to the hospital and looking at me and the GOOSE EGG (bump) that I had on my forehead.

I survived the ordeal (naturally), but every time that I go up and/or down Chestnut Street nowadays, I remember that infamous trip of mine on my bicycle.

It would be interesting to hear from other readers regarding “bicycle stories”, as I do not think that I have ever read an article in the newsletter regarding a bicycle.



submitted by: Fred G. Layman (VHS '46)
FGL46VHS@AOL.COM

During WW II I got around by mostly three ways, street cars, hitch-hiking and later by bicycle. The street car fare from where I lived cost 14 cents to Clarksburg. My buddy and I often went to the Arbutus fair grounds to a carnival or circus. We always walked from the car barn to the fair grounds and back to town. Then if we only had 7 cents left we rode the street car to Gore and then walked the mile home. The car fare to Gore was only 7 cents. If we had no money left then we walked all the way to the West End Bridge and hitch-hiked home. In 1944 I bought a used bicycle for $14.00. I would ride it to North View as I was dating a girl that lived there. Coming home at night I used a miners battery powered lamp for a head light. I bought my first car in 1948.



submitted by: Jim Alvaro (WI '56)
jalvaro@aol.com

As far as having someone in the family driving us to school or sports practices, we had no car in the family. My father never drove and my mother got her license when she was in her 50's or early 60's.

We walked to and from school everyday. We didn't seem to mind it. We would walk from Haymond Hwy in "LOWER" Broad Oaks down Monticello Ave. and cross the swinging bridge to Water St.. From Water St. we managed to go up some steep steps located on Ben St. that led to Washington Ave.. Then it was up to 6th St. to Lee Ave. which where WI was located. That is why in earlier years we were also called, WI Lee Streeters even though we were located on Lee Ave. When the name Lee Streeters was dropped and the Hilltoppers name started will have to be researched. I remember having a sweat shirt with the name "Lee Streeters" printed on it. Anyway, we walked to WI field every afternoon during football practices and after practices we walked back to Broad Oaks. We were pretty tired, but you have to do what you have to do to make things work out. Sometimes we would get a ride with Greg Myers' father back to Broad Oaks. During baseball practices when I played for PPG we went up to Buchannon Pike and hitched a ride to St Bridget's field and usually got a ride back to the top of Haymond Hwy. with one of the coaches. We never thought anything about how we were going to get back and forth to school or practices. I can't imagine most of the kids today doing that. I'm sure there are a few that would be that committed to school or a sport.

I guess there are buses that run through Broad Oaks taking kids to RCB and maybe to grade and middle school.

As I have said before, I would not trade that time of my life for any other time.



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




IT'S A GREAT NIGHT TO BE A MOUNTAINEER

submitted by: Bill Meredith
billmere@aol.com

Well, they said they were going to win the Big East Tournament and I didn't believe them. They said they were going to the Final Four and I didn't believe them. They are 2 for 2 and I am 0 for 2. Now they say that they are going to win two more games, for a national championship. I'm starting to believe that they may be capable of doing just that! Of course, I'm talking about the WVU basketball team, which beat the powerful Kentucky Wildcats tonight in the East Regional final at Syracuse, NY. This team doesn't really win games, they just won't lose them. It's almost as if they will themselves to win. They don't shoot the ball particularly well and don't have a great point guard or big man, but they have the biggest heart of any team I've ever seen. Combine that with a coach who knows the game inside and out, and you have the team with the most wins in a season in the history of WVU basketball. Will they win the big prize, the NCAA championship? Who knows? But one thing I do know for sure, I wouldn't bet against them.

Win or lose in the Final Four, let me know what you think of the season the Mountaineers have had. Plus, give me your thoughts on what you expect to see from next year's team. Bill (billmere@aol.com)

QUESTIONS:

1. My wife says she thinks she was at a basketball game in the mid 1950’s when WI scored 100 or more points. Does anyone else remember this? If so, where was the game played? Who was the opponent? Do you remember any of the players? Someone must have scored a lot of points. Who was it?

2. I hear that the three Marion County high schools (East Fairmont, Fairmont Senior, and North Marion) are considering leaving the NCAC and joining the Big Ten Conference. Can anyone shed some light on this? If my count is correct, this would make eleven schools in the Big Ten and reduce the NCAC down to five. Why would this happen? Perhaps the Morgantown schools are becoming too big. Rather than guess, I'd like your input.

Send your answers and comments to me at billmere@aol.com.

GO MOUNTAINEERS



MAIL TO THE SPORTS DEPARTMENT

To Bill:

I normally do not watch basketball, but if I do, it is either Duke, Virginia Tech or West Virginia playing. So, I happened to be flipping channels last night and got to see the end of a very exciting game between WVU and ??, which WVU won on the last shot of the game. That was exciting and I hope they all continue their winning ways!

Duke: Because my son went to high school with Grant Hill.

Virginia Tech: Because my brother, sister-in-law and two nephews all went there.

West Virginia: Because I was born and raised in West Virginia and went to a lot of Jerry West's and Hot Rod Hundley's games.

John later wrote:

To Bill, I even got to see the end of a second, exciting West Virginia basketball game Saturday, which West Virginia won---of course!!

From: John Teter WI 1961

Reply To John:

I'm glad you got into watching basketball at the right time. WVU's run has been very enjoyable to watch. I, also enjoy watching Duke. It is mainly because of their coach. As for Va. Tech, I lost a lot of respect for them when they bolted to the ACC and dropped WVU from their schedule in football. Maybe someday, that rivalry will be renewed. In the meantime, keep cheering for the Mountaineers.

Bill (billmere@aol.com)



To Bill:

We had a very lively playground under the Glen Elk Bridge. There was a softball field and a full concrete basketball court built in the late 40's. Gene Donaldson, Buck Wolfe and I played every day. Some tremendous athletes came across the swinging bridge from Water Street, which was about 500 yards away. They all came together and some I remember are "Stoney" Jefferson, John Wilson and "Theme Song" Billy McCoy . These guys were all older than we were, and buddy, you better bring your A-Game or you would get smashed.

In softball, we would play teams from Kelly Hill, Stealey, North View, Broadway and Coleman Park. Those were days that kept you up all night waiting for the sun to rise, just so you could do it all over again. What happened to those days?

Your comments after sent messages are refreshing. I really enjoy your extra input. You are really knowledgeable about sports

You guys do a great job....thanks.

Bob Secret WI 1960

Reply To Bob:

Even though I'm not from Clarksburg, I recognize many of the names you mentioned. I guess what happened to those days, is that everything got faster. Watching TV became the thing to do in your spare time. More young people got cars of their own. If you were good in a sport, you specialized in that sport. Then came the electronic gadgets. And, of course, it is no longer safe for young people, either boys or girls, to play outside, without someone watching over them. I really think we have lost our core values. Regardless, thanks for the letter and thanks for the kind words.

Bill (billmere@aol.com)



To Bill:

This is great. This was at a Michigan State basketball game Sunday.

http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/gallery?Site=C4&Date=20100307&Category=SPORTS07&ArtNo=3070806&Ref=PH&Pa rams=Itemnr=11




From: Boo Beall ND 1958

Reply To Boo:

The picture says it all. I really expected John Beilein to turn the U of M program around. He had a good year last year, but slipped this year. Give him a couple of more years and he will probably have a decent team. As for Rich Rod, one more losing season and it's out the door, since now they have other reasons to fire him. (See NCAA investigation)

Bill (billmere@aol.com)


(This was sent to several of Pat's friends after WVU won the Big East Tournament. I thought you would all enjoy reading it).

I Tole You So!

Guys, this is a little more in jest than seriousness, however, I did tell you so, when WVU hired Huggs, if you still remember. Let me guess, you don't! Well, anyway, two of my kids went to UC when Huggs was there, and, he being from W.Va., I watched him and became an admirer. He recruits some wild cards and falls in love with them for 4 years. Unlike that kook of a college president, E. Zimmer, who fired him, he really does help those kids. Yes, some were klepto's, but there is not a large list of prison alumni after he is done with them. Several went to the pros and became stars. Did you see him last night, hugging (no pun) Butler, with tears in his eyes and talking in his ear. Also, did you see the reaction between he and the other players. He then "Hugged" the big Turk. After Beilein paved the road from Morgantown to Ann Arbor, there was some panic in the Land of the “‘eers”. Beilein never won the Big East.. Beilein hasn't done squat at Michigan, just like his disciple, RR. Good thing the WVU president retired and left the opening to bring Huggs home to W.Va. It has taken the U of Cincinnati over 5 years to return to the basketball heights again, after Huggs left. What a huge mistake it was to get rid of him. Regardless of what happens in the NCAA, I was so proud last night, I cried. I could see my Dad in heaven, cheering like crazy. I just hope it was as great for you guys as it was for me.

From: Pat Elder ND 1957

Reply To Pat:

Yes, Pat, I and many others remember that you told us Huggins would be great for WVU. He has been that, and more. I was one of the doubters. I've learned that you can't believe everything you read in the newspapers. Without Butler, next year will be interesting. I can't wait to see Noah Cottrill handle the point. We'll need someone to step-up and score some points. It should be fun to watch.

Bill (billmere@aol.com)


To Bill:

Here is my recollection of a spring day, Dave Corsini story in 1950 (I think). John Stephenson (Tort) and I were assistant managers on the WI Track and Field team. Our first venture into that sort of thing. Dave Corsini was a weight guy (shot put and discus) and we both noticed that he was fairly exuberant in his use of the towel after a shower. John got the idea that we could put some analgesic balm on the towel, and upon contact with sensitive skin areas that would create a fair amount of heat/burn. Sure enough that happened, and when Dave saw me smiling he promptly pursued me out of the field house and around the track. Needless to say, on that particular day I probably set a state record for the 440 yard dash, avoiding pretty certain catastrophe.

From: Rusty Sloan WI 1951

Reply To Rusty:

Great story! I think every sports team has similar stories. I read the other day that the majority of the guys who played sports don't miss playing as much as they miss the banter in the locker room and the camaraderie with the other players. Does anyone else have a funny story to tell of your days playing the games you loved? We would love to hear from you.

Bill (billmere@aol.com)



JIMBO FISHER

Several people sent me this link: It is a good story:

http://articles.orlandosentinel.com/2010-03-07/sports/os-fsu-fisher-roots-0308-20100307_1_coalmines- jimbo-fisher-gloria-fisher



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)



DO YOU REMEMBER?
THESE ARE SUBJECTS TO BE DISCUSSED

1. Do you remember going to the movies? How much did it cost you? Did you ever go to a Saturday afternoon movie for 10 cents and 6 Pepsi caps? Write to: Roleta1@aol.com.

2. Where did we hang out in the evenings in Clarksburg? Where was your favorite place, and why? Tell us something about it. For instance, Twin Oaks, Green Parrot, Friends Place, Little Rock (near Maple Lake), Clique Club,etc….. and for some of you real late-nighters, Willow Beach! Write to: Roleta1@aol.com.

3. I would like for you to write to me and tell me the name of a song or songs that remind you of someone, something, someplace, or your favorite dance place from your high school days. No names have to be mentioned unless you want to do so. The song can be your favorite song sung by The Prodigals at Billy's Meadowbrook or a song at the senior prom, or played on a radio or TV etc. Write to: Roleta1@aol.com.

4. Is there someone who has touched your life in some way and you would like to say “ Thank You”. Who and Why? Write to: Roleta1@aol.com.



PARKING PASSES
DID YOU MISS SOMETHING?

submitted by: Roleta
Roleta1@aol.com

I think over 2,000 people missed something that was in last month’s newsletter. It was an error……or was it? I ask how much a parking pass cost and where was the parking lot? It was printed on purpose to see who would write….I figured many of you would write with a comment……..Two very observant people wrote!

READ THEIR LETTERS!

submitted by: Kim Ludwick Wildt (WI '77)
kwildt@sc.rr.com

I was in the WI class of 1977. As far as I know there was no parking lot. If you were fortunate enough to own a car, you had to just drive around the school neighborhood and try to find a vacant place. I had to walk to school. I lived on Park Ave. (over by Notre Dame HS).



submitted by: Penny Fish Wolverton (WI '58)
bpwolv@gmail.com

What parking lot? What parking pass?




PARKING PLACES
NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH PARKING PASSES

submitted by: Linda Spelsberg Wolfe (WI '58)
wolfopolis@aol.com

My favorite parking place was Loundes Hill, which was lots wilder back in the day, Dick, my husband, and I spent lots of time parked up there and talking, among other things. I remember once after a dance, there were 3 or 4 other cars in the parking area (such as it was), we were talking and suddenly the cars started up and left one after the other, then I saw three shapes crouching and moving toward us. This was a period when in other states, guys had held up cars, beat or injured the guy and had their way with the girl, so fear was taking hold. So we also left, but Dick was so angry (and I'm sure fearful as well) we went home and he got his Grandfather's pistol, and bullets, and back we go. We'd only been parked about 10 minutes, and here they come. Dick opened his door, got out and said come on you creeps, and held the gun up and shot about 6 times. We heard the boys crashing through the briar bushes clear down to street below. It was fairly obvious who they were the next day in W.I. They were scratched pretty badly, and looked ashamed. Thank God Dick shot in the air, but I'm sure all they heard was bullets in leaves and thought they could be killed. I think we all learned a lesson that night, including Dick as well, as he was partly proud and partly shocked at what his anger could do.



VARIETY PACK OF THINGS

LOOKING FOR CLASSMATES: NDHS 1961

submitted by: Tom Crowley (ND '61)
Tfcrowley5@comcast.net

Tom Crowley, Notre Dame High School, Graduated 1961 (a gift really - the diploma LOL). We are looking for Notre Dame Graduates from 1961 and their email addresses (as well as snail mail and phone numbers). We are planning a get together this summer, June 26, 2010 weekend and a full blown Reunion in 2011. Please pass this info on to your group and perhaps they can help us track down some missing grad's. Thank you for all your hard work.

EDITOR’S NOTE: If you are a ND 1961 grad or you know of one, contact Tom at Tom Crowley - Tfcrowley5@comcast.net and 304-841-1634.


BOB HARRISON

submitted by: Steve Harrison (WI '77)
wvaskeeter@aol.com

My father was Bob Harrison, class of '52. Keep up the good work, and thank everyone for their kind thoughts after the passing of my dad. God Bless.


FRED SCHAUS

submitted by: Bill Jackson (WI '43)
bjmj60@yahoo.com

I was sorry to hear of the death of Fred Schaus. My brother Bob Jackson (WI '41) was his team mate in 1947,48 & 49.

For my trip down memory lane:We lived at 210 Quincy St and it was one block up from Mrs Strothers store, which was on the NE corner of Lynn and Quincy. My mother used to charge groceries from her and paid the bill every Saturday. I was about 5 years old at the time. My mother took me with her to pay the bill and when we got there there was this nice man that gave me a small sack of candy when my mother paid the bill. We left the store and soon after the police arrested the man and charged him with the murder of two women and two children at his farm in Quiet Dell. Harry Powers lived at the house that was attached to the store along with his wife and Mrs Strothers, whom I believe was a sister of Mrs Powers. Harry Powers was hanged on in March of 1932.


THE PIERPONTS

submitted by: Marolyn Tustin Jett (WI '56)
ma5388@embarqmail.com

I am sure you remember Suzanne Pierpont from Milford St., across from playground. She passed away in a Clarksburg nursing home this week. I will send you the obituary. I always felt bad for her and her family. Her parents could have given her so much and educated her well since she was an only child. I hated it when kids teased her and wouldn't include her. Her mother taught at Morgan for many years and he was from the old historic Pierpont family. She continued to live in the house until maybe this last year. Bucky and I were wondering about her as we were driving to Sarasota. He was saying he hadn't seen her around town lately. She knew and remembered people. She attended the Stealey Meth. Church and was always there rain or shine.


A LETTER

submitted by: Jennifer Cone-Wells (WI '72)
jencone@cfl.rr.com

Dear Roleta:
Thank you for the monthly newsletter. I always look forward to it, as does my Mom who is 83 and a 1945 Weston WV High School grad that now lives in New Smyrna Beach, FL. It is so much fun to read and remember! The old photos are wonderful and it seems that there is always someone mentioned that one of us remembers. The newsletter helped me find Sherry Hutchinson Keith who was a very dear friend of my sister’s. And she lies right here in my county in Florida! Five miles away! My sister would have loved this newsletter. I see her friends mentioned often. Sadly I noticed the passing of one of her best friends, Linda Rogers, a while back. Strange coincidence-Linda’s cousin, Lynn Weber Will lives up the street from me). My sister was a ND grad in the class of 1965 and very sadly she passed in 1993 of cancer. I miss her terribly. She was married to Butch Grossa who is now struggling with cancer and not well. I noticed that his sister, Sonja Alvaro, has written in asking all newsletter recipients to pray for his recovery. I, too, am asking the same of each and every one of them. He needed a bone marrow transplant, but unfortunately, a matching donor was never found. All prayers are desperately needed.

On a happier note, please keep the newsletters coming, we LOVE it! I will try to get past my inability to write and try to begin sending a few things in from time to time. I notice that my graduating class and the relating years don’t have much “press”. So maybe I can get something going. Steve Goff was in my class and I notice that he is doing a great job as well. Music always seems to make us smile. Even though sometimes it’s a smile touched with sorrow.

A LETTER

Hi Roleta,
My husband and I just finished reading our first WI News, about 100+ not read as we did not know it existed. My brother in law, Dale Palmer, forwarded it to us, and we love it!!

Could you please add us to the list of recipients? Class Member: Louis Palmer, Class of '57, email: barbplatt7@verizon.net.

Thanks so much!



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




THANKS FOR THE YEARBOOKS

Carol and George Cinci shipped to me 3 yearbooks with the thought that I might be able to earn some money for the WIN Scholarship in some way with these books. So I decided to take them to the Clarksburg Reunion Picnic. I put them up for a silent auction with the beginning bid at $10.00. Jay Sharp bid $20.00 for the WI 1946 yearbook because his sister graduated in 1946 and he thought maybe she would like to have it if she had lost hers. Thanks Jay for the scholarship support.

The second yearbook was from 1929 and Vic Gezzoli bid $20.00 on it. And thanks also to Vic. So the 2 yearbooks brought us $40.00 for the scholarship.

The other one they gave me is from 1950 and no one bid on it…if you would like to have it, I will let you have it for $20.00. I will ship it to you. All money will go to the WIN Scholarship. I also have a 1969 yearbook which I will also let go for $20.00.

The first one to reply that they want it will receive it.

Write to me if you want one of the yearbooks Roleta1@aol.com.

Also, if you have any ideas for a money making project for the WIN Scholarship, let me know….I will help you out with it but I absolutely will not run the money maker. My plate is overfilled!



MEMORIES

submitted by: Jane Hamilton Ross (WI '53)
Meezer83@msn.com

For most of my 1-12 school years I lived on Magnolia Avenue in Hartland. We moved to Hartland after my first grade year (Miss Thomas’s class). At that time the walk to Morgan Grade School didn’t require a crossing of a major thruway (Rt.19, I think), but after the move we had to use the cross walk, manned by an elderly gentleman named Mr. VanGilder. He lived just across Magnolia from my house. Yes, we walked the round trip twice a day. I think it was about a mile each way, so by the end of the day we had walked four miles!!! We didn’t think much of it at the time, but to contemplate it now makes me tired! We had a lot of fun on those treks – we had to pass the Stealey playground and in the afternoon we could always stop a while. We only had two classes of each grade at Morgan – Miss Thomas and Mrs. Israel for first grade. After those two, I can only remember the teachers I had – Mrs. Heinzman, second grade; Miss Wright, third grade; Miss Funk, fourth grade; Mrs. Wise, fifth grade; and Mrs. Welch/Mrs. Pierpont, sixth grade. We always had recess in the basement room with the other class. I always like dodge ball the best, but I was a tomboy so that kind of activity suited me just fine. There was another girl in the other sixth grade class who was as big a tomboy as I, so we were usually the last two standing at the end. I remember her name quite well – Laura Goff. Mr. Sheets was the principal then and I thought he was very nice, but after all, he was an authority figure so I tried to stay clear of his bad side. What is unique about my relationship with him is that 30 years later, his son and family moved in across the street from us in Charleston, and we renewed acquaintance when he came to visit them. Surprise – he actually remembered me! I guess it was from the one time I got called into his office over an incident that occurred on the way to school. That’s a whole story in itself!

I think all the Morgan kids went to Central Junior, and did we think we were something, until we ran into the eighth graders! We actually changed classes! What fun to have different teachers for each subject. Mr. Lowther was principal then, but I never knew him as well as I did Mr. Sheets. Junior High is where we were introduced to Bland’s drug store which was the meeting place after school. It was just across the street from the bus stop, so it was ideal for the Hartland kids. We could wait in Bland’s (but we had to buy something to sit there ) until the bus came. Our school bus tickets were only good until 5 PM. After that we had to pay the full price – I think it was twenty five cents, a king’s ransom in those days for a school kid.

Those are all good memories for me, as well as all the ones from WI. My WI years were the first four for Mr. Cubbon as principal, so most of Mr. MacConkey’s rules were still in effect, like girls’ stairs and boys’ stairs, no fraternizing in the halls between classes, staggered dismissal times, etc, dress codes, you name it. Now the only places those types of rules are seen are in private and parochial schools. I have great respect and admiration for teachers in this day and age, especially in the area of parental support.

Anyway, I think Clarksburg was a great place to grow up. It’s kinda sad now to see a lot of familiar places either boarded up or torn down. The once bustling downtown is more like a ghost town now. As long as my folks were alive I made a lot of trips back home, but they’re both gone now so I rarely see the town. I pass by on the Interstate unless I’m attending my class reunion. Most of my classmates are scattered around the country now and unfortunately, some have passed on. I tend to forget we are not still young’uns.

Do what you want with this trip down memory lane. You do a great job with the newsletter and it’s always a treat to receive it. Thanks for all your hard work – Judy as well.



THE BIG FIELD AND OTHER AMUSEMENTS ... PLAYGROUNDS NEAR MY HOME...

submitted by: Sherry Ellen Hutchison Keith (WI '64)
SKeith1514@aol.com

I lived at Locust Court when first moving to Clarksburg, from Charleston... The apartments were 4 adjoining units placed here and there around one side of a Big brick home... three floors and a basement.. We referred to it as " The Big House"..( no relation to the movie reference to prison, but more like the wistful tone coming from the lips of kids living in cracker box apartments all painted one shade of green... Ha Ha... )

There were garages in a row with floors made out of something like coal dust... Never quite figured that out.. It was black and very sooty and smudged your clothes and skin..

There was a large dirt playing area on top of the hilly court area. Wonderful grassy lawn to roll on or down.

The guys of the neighborhood played baseball and football on the field and the girls watched sometimes.. Mostly it was a guy thing. Clarence " Goose" Gross, Stephen Ratliff (with his super DA haircut), Billy Watson, Eddie Heater, Billy Smith, DK Roach, Shurl Montgomery, John Bell, Steve Gotlieb, Kevin Jacobson, an avid Milwaukee Braves fan and many others. I 've probably left out.

Sounds from the Big house would be Gary Poling being made to practice his music!

Off in the distance, was the humming drone of the Hazel Atlas Plant. Constant with occasional LOUD quit-time whistles.

We had many parties on weekends in someone's basement playing 45 records and dancing. (making out? Heavens no! Keep those lights on..! )

We also saved our coke bottle deposit money and went to Nutter Fort by bus and roller skated till after ten!! That seemed so far away and so late to be out, not to mention the High school skaters there were really good who would just speed by on their way into the restrooms..Such a noisy clatter of skates and high pitched giggles and ponytails and chiffon scarves flowing, straining in the mirror to reapply their bright red lipstick!

We also went to movies on Saturdays trading in Coke bottles on the way at the grocery store Katy- corner from Central Christian Church on Pike street. We went to the Ritz or Robinson Grand. The Moore's Opera House was reduced to B movies or horror at that time. We had active imaginations regarding that spooky place, having seen werewolf and Frankenstein and Dracula all there. It was spooky to walk by even on weekends in daylight!

We also went to the Library. Pam Jacobson and I and others as well, would tread on that well worn entry stone, and push open that massive beautiful door. It was like entering a shrine..or palace..That place was awe-inspiring! Our books were upstairs, I preferred young romance and adventure. Pam read mysteries and nurse books, as I recall.

We ate at Ritzy News and Lunch (where the place smelled like newsprint! and you could peruse the latest comics...very carefully, remember, we weren't buying..) and at Romano's Pizza place (sometimes ordering"the poor boy pizza" fifty cents leaving you money for the jukebox ..One tune I remember is Fats Domino's Big Wheel !) Our favorite was the Grand Pharmacy... Soda fountain.. oldfashioned with hand dipped milkshakes... good to the last noisy slurp! Or Cokefloats if that was your pleasure!

Sometimes we would just walk around town window shopping down Main Street, stopping at Hagan's for ice cream cones.. and back up Pike! .. We always cut in behind the Post Office and walked past the old Carmichael Auditorium which was rarely used in our day of 1957-1959, we always wondered why no one used it. On hot days the smell of hot tire rubber would fill the air from the tire shop next to it...

The styles were sack dresses for girls, short shorts, leotards with fuzzy sweaters in winter! Guys wore really skinny ties and belts and pegged their pants dress and jeans with DA hair pompadour in front!

On Sundays we went to Church everyone from our neighborhood went to a different church!

Sunday afternoons we rode our bikes in the large empty Kroger parking lot near DK's house (Remember Blue Laws) if we could we would share a sundae from The Dairy Queen and then back to "the big field:, as we called it! Was this living or what? Ha! Ha!

We had it made and didn't know it.. But we know it now!

Love all you guys out there!

I want to add the names of all the girls I can remember from our area of town around 1956 and 1958. We played rock 'n roll records, and performed talent shows in school and for our parents, played canasta, caroled at Christmas throughout the neighborhood, played hula hoops and belonged to The Girl Scouts which met after school at the Methodist Church nearby. We had no playground at our school, Pierpont Elementary... We danced square dancing in our 6th grade room led by David Lynch's mother quite often. We made salt maps of the continents. We walked to/from school and home for lunch daily. Some of us read The Diary of Anne Frank in those days.

Sharon and Karen Myers
Pam and Kim Jacobson
Mary Gayle Thompson
Mary Jean Hamerick
Lana and Linda Myers
Lynn Gottlieb
Kay McCall
Carol Tibbs
Holly Hill
Stephanie McKenna
Suzette and Patty Weaver
Nancy Correll
Dorothy Correll
Eleanor Smith
Sharon, Rachel and Janet Hall (or Smith)

Many thanks for Sharon Myers' help in compiling this list ... and apologies to anyone we omitted or whose name we misspelled.



FRONT STEPS

submitted by: Arreta Radcliffe Jaranko (WI '40)
jjaranko@frontiernet.net


ORIE MC CONKEY


Hi, Roleta: Reading about the students gathering on the front steps at WI reminded me of something Mr. McConkey said in chapel one Friday morning. He called them "The Admiration Society"---he said "I don't know what they are doing out there unless they are admiring one another". After that, he would mention the Admiration Society on occasion. I wonder if anyone ever saw Mr. McConkey smile or even grin. He always looked so stern that I was always a little afraid of him. One Friday for chapel, Miss Bauer put John Romine and me in a little skit. I think it was nearing the holidays and this was a little comedy with just the two of us. Truly, I can't even remember what it was about, but I had a line in response to something John said to me that was funny and Mr. McConkey laughed!!! He always sat on the edge of the stage so when he laughed, it is a wonder that I did not forget the rest of what I was supposed to do! Anyhow, that was a first.

Hope the picnic was great and that a lot of Clarksburg people were there. Best Wishes, Arreta Radcliffe Jaranko, WI, 1940



picture submitted by: Don Sager (WI '56)




PRODIGALS, PROPHETS AND PRANKS

GROWING UP IN WEST VIRGINIA

submitted by: Pete Dakan (Bridgeport HS '60) now living in Washington State
dakans@comcast.net

Almost everyone thinks the era they grew up in was the greatest and the area they grew up the best. I certainly think the 1950's and 1960's in the Clarksburg- Bridgeport area was one of the best. I graduated Bridgeport High School in 1960, went to school in Georgia a year and graduated WVU in 1965. I have traveled a large part of the world and met many people and have found the character and work ethic of the people of central West Virginia among the best I have ever seen.

I don't know if that can be attributed to the way we were raised, the great Italian food, good entertainment we were privileged to enjoy, the beautiful landscape or just the total environment. But I know, even now, living 3,000 miles away in Washington State, that I take great pride in being a hillbilly.

The home I grew up in was probably average West Virginia-moderate income, great family environment, tough-love discipline. So then it must be the hot dogs, pizza, pizza rolls and pepperoni rolls. Never have found anything close to the Hilltop (Parkette), East End Lunch, Hagan's (frankfurter's not hot dog's, I think they toasted a square bun), Ritz Lunch, Stonewall Grill, Sanitary Hot Dogs, Twin Oaks, the Clique Club and in Bridgeport, Jenny's Restaurant and the City Grill. And does anyone remember the Ellis Drive-in Suboagies? Italian sausage, peppers, cheese, onions and whatever else came out wrapped in tin-foil. I have rarely seen a pizza roll anywhere else and have never seen another suboagie since I left Bridgeport.

Or maybe it was all the places to go dancing. The Green Parrot, Friends, Clarksburg VFW Hall (The Fabians), Clique Club, Wonder Bar, Melody Manor (Gerard Folio and the Prodigals/ Marsha was...), Billy's Meadowbrook Inn (Pee Wee and the Prophets), Willow Beach, and the Bridgeport Civic Center (Ronnie Prince and the Emeralds) hold a fond place in my memory. What do kids do today?

And three five and ten's!!! -Murphy's, McCrorys and Woolworths. Four theaters: Ritz, Robinson Grand, Orpheum and Moore's Opera House-and the Pierce Theater in Bridgeport. Ellis Drive-in and the Sky Castle (WBOY-wasn't Wayne Satterfield one of the DJs?), Sunset and Skyline Drive-ins. Still remember driving the continuous loop from Ellis to the Satellite Drive-in my 1931 Model A Ford. And on the last run stopping at the Garden Fresh Market and getting a few watermelons that always seemed to be outside after they closed and tossing them out on the way over the hill. Or maybe stopping at Compton Bowling Lanes or WHAR to visit DJ Albert Cox (AKA Al Newton).

A big Saturday was going to Melet's and Petry's Shoes (where are you Danny?) and then to the Victory Pool Room while my sister went to Parson-Souders, Friedlanders, Broida's, or Watts-Sartor-Lear. Maybe a little Chicago Dairy treat and catching some of the Sam Huff, Freddy Wyant show from Mountaineer Field or Jerry West from the field house on the radio. I still remember getting a pair of red suede shoes around 1956-57 at the Workingman's store -they didn't have blue suede cause the guys from W-I bought all those. Dropping into the Pawn Shop by the Waldo Hotel and checking out the switchblade knives. Then to Norwood Park or Lumberport for the real stock car races. Or maybe into Ellis Drive-in in the trunk of someone's car.

Sundays after Sunday School, taking up the collection in church and then skipping out and hanging out at the Dairy Queen (Alan Alvarez smilin' behind the counter) or taking a little joyride in a car when some trusting church-goer had left keys in the ignition. A lot of Sunday afternoons plinking with 22's at the strip mines.

I remember all those good parking spots everyone talked about in the last newsletter-Brushy-Fork, the Airport or on down Route 73 right before the Natural Gas Plant off to the right and up the hill, the strip mine roads and some girl really did show me the one up behind Twin Oaks where you could see the screen at Ellis. Lowndes Hill was a good place to bushwhack the parkers, another great pass time as long as it didn't happen to you.

While going to school in Georgia I hitchhiked all over the south, back to West Virginia, down to Florida, over to North Carolina to visit friends at Furman with never a fear, not withstanding a few interesting experiences.

Maybe it is just growing old and having good memories of growing up. Misspelled names and wrong place names are solely due to senior moments but I wouldn't trade growing up in Clarksburg-Bridgeport for anything-and it was fun.

EDITOR’S NOTE: Now that is what I am talking about! SHARING MEMORIES….A great job…the EDITOR GIVES YOU AN A. Thank you so much for writing. .If you have any comments or if he has jogged some of your memories, please write and share yours with the readers. Write to Roleta1@aol.com

So many people tell me they can’t write well, if you will just type it out, I will fix it up. All I ask is that you do begin the thought with a capital letter and end the thought with a period. I will straighten it up, but just help me out a little…thanks.



submitted by: Wade Coffindaffer (WI '68)
wcoffin3@verizon.net

Greetings. It has been a while since I’ve written, but I do enjoy the newsletters. I notice that contributors from the latter half of the 60s are rare. I have to admit, I only know the whereabouts of a few members of my graduating class (WI ’68). But I do recognize a lot of contributor names because they were in school with you and my sister, Connie, or our cousins, Mike and Tom Tricot.

On the issue of parking on dates: One of the favorite places in the 60s were the spaces between the Hartland Planing Mill warehouses on the rail spur in Hartland. (past the Bailey factory and next door to the King Pepsi Bottling Plant on Riverside Drive, just a few blocks over from where I grew up on Verdun Street.

As I recall it was the summer before starting my freshman year at WI that our gang of guys would go down there at night “bushwhacking” the cars down there. We’d wait until the car had been there awhile to make sure the couple(s) were thoroughly busy and oblivious to anything outside of the car. We’d sneak up to the car and then begin banging on the hood, the trunk lid, doors, maybe even rocking the car.

Once we got a response from the guy or guys in the car, most of us would take off running up the railroad tracks toward the neighborhood, hopefully with the guy(s) in hot pursuit. Some of the gang would peel off at Bridge Street and the others ran on to Liberty Avenue and scattering. The one or two who didn’t take off in that direction went around the other end of the buildings and waited until the guys left, then approached the cars to tell the girl(s) that it might be a while before her date returned.

We actually practiced running the ties on the railroad and knew where every backyard clothesline was in the neighborhood.

Motorcycles were really popular in my era, so car dates were not the rule of thumb, except for occasionally going to the drive-in or a dance, etc. I know they sometimes double-dated with one of the guys that had access to a car for the drive-in. I had to get permission from my father to take my ’49 Ford over Bridgeport Hill to go to the Ellis Drive-In or out Rt. 19 to the Skyline Drive-In.

On the matter regarding female teachers in the ’29 yearbook. At that time, I believe that with few exceptions, female teachers were still required to be unmarried. I recall my father, Wade Jr., talking about that. His father, Wade Sr., was an administrator in the County Board of Education office.

EDITOR’S NOTE: I hope that we hear from more people from the 1960’s. Just write and share your memories with us……….Roleta1@aol.com.



HOME EC

submitted by: Annebelle Lee Hutson (WI '60)
abellehutson@juno.com

Roleta, first of all thank you for organizing the March picnic! The time and effort which goes into the task is no small thing and we appreciate what you do. We especially loved the WV hot dogs.

From Home Ec in 8th grade:
What I remember is the miniature room we constructed in a shoe box. I loved doing that.The eighth grade teacher whose name escapes me chose my room and gave me a cook book as a prize. I actually still have many of the pages. It was a blank loose leaf notebook with different sections where you could write in the recipes. The teacher was very strict. I remember her saying, " A place for everything and everything in its place." What I remember about cleaning up after the cooking is that we had to use bar soap and it seems like the water wasn't very hot so the whole procedure seemed unsanitary and greasy.

There was a tea to which younger students were invited. Maybe 7th graders came to the 8th grade for the tea?



submitted by: Susie Sutton (WI '65)
susiesutton65@roadrunner.com

I can't get past the first part of the newsletter without writing a few vivid memories about 7th and 8th grade home ec with Ms. Connell and Ms. Wine (someone was trying to recall their names ) 7th was fine, but 8th was scary. I remember on tests days there would be stations set up and we would go around the room and answer questions about each station. We made Wheatini(sp) with apples, ugh and other unappealing dishes.

Ms. Wine had 3 statements that we always had to hear only 2 of which I remember:

A place for everything and everything in place!
A time for everything and everything on time!!

Now who can remember the 3rd one?? I probably will after I send this. Amazing what I can remember from back then but not what I did yesterday.

EDITOR’S NOTE: If you know the third point please write to me so I can put it in the newsletter. Roleta1@aol.com



submitted by: Jody Buffington Aud, APR (WI '77)
jbuffaud@comcast.net

I still have my pair of scissors from that class. We put a label on it with my last name. They belonged to my sisters first and they kept getting passed down (I think the whole sewing kit did). My daughters use them today for crafts.



submitted by: Barbara Paugh Patton (WI '61)
Bap5555@aol.com

The one thing I did in Central Home Ec Class was the dish towel we made in the 7th grade…. It was made out of some type of cloth with stripes on it. We where taught how to fold each side of the cloth, to make a hem and make the stripes even. I think it took a while for us to learn how to fold the hem correctly. I think we had to fold the hem put the straight pins in to keep hem straight. Then we learned how to baste the hem. Then we had lessons on how to use the sewing machine. Our teacher went over and over again on how not to stitch our fingers.

Finally the big day came when we started using the sewing in the 8th grade, we made an apron, and our project was completed. If I remember correctly…. I can really say I learned something that stuck with me all my adult life.

The 9th grade we made a pleated skirt, I can honestly say that with the machine work and the hand basting and stitching that I learned, I still use this system. This is how I make my curtains, hem my pants, and stitch any thing that needs fixed. We may have done something else that semester but, I cannot remember if we did.



submitted by: Carol Gottlieb Rovinsky (WI '65)
CarolCaz@juno.com

A poignant memory from Home Ec was:
"Why don't you BANG ? ? " repeated several times per class when we were bringing out the sewing machine. Now, right at this moment I'm drawing a blank on the teacher's name. But there is no doubt that anyone who was in her class will be immediately brought back to their days in that class with her rhetoric question.

She also taught: "A step in time saves nine." As much as I disliked hearing it at the time, I have carried it with me throughout the years.



submitted by: Kay Corathers Connor (WI '61)
Kay.Connor@gst.com

When I was in Central Jr. High – 1956-57, the 7th grade sewing teacher was Miss Thornton (I think not sure name is correct) (she was tall and thin with graying hair) and the 8th grade, cooking teacher was Miss Wine and she was short and dumpy with white hair and I really did not like her class as I was from a family of 11 kids and I already knew very well how to wash dishes and set a proper table and was a little surprised that there were many girls that didn’t know a thing about this.



STUDENT FROM 1929

submitted by: Diana Shablack Sandy (WI '69)
IcedTeaDee@aol.com

Bianco Oliverio was my uncle. But Bessie Agnes Oliverio was not his twin. I don't know who she is. My Uncle Bianco (known as B. O.) owned the Royal Cafe in Glen Elk. Many of your readers know him and may remember that at he end of every summer he had a major canning operation going on in the basement of the Royal Cafe - his were the original jar canned peppers (and in my opinion the best ever) before Frank Oliverio (not a relation) started the Oliverio Peppers that are now available for sale in the grocery stores in Clarksburg. Judy's dad and my Uncle B O were classmates and friends.

Below is Bianco Oliverio (WI 1929)





APRIL VIDEO JUKE BOX - "WALKIN' IN MEMPHIS" AND "MUSIC CITY USA" EDITION

submitted by: Steve Goff (WI '72)
sgoff53@hotmail.com

Please allow me the indulgence of putting together this month's set of musical memories for April, by panning for golden goodies using Memphis and Nashville as my geographical catch basin. My wife Beth (Allen, WI Class of '70) and I are planning to spend 3 nights in Nashville and 3 nights in Memphis in late April, so I thought I'd utilize the research I've been doing for the trip to dig out a month's worth of musical memories featuring tunes which have some kind of vibe or connection with those cities. For me, the trip to Memphis is a bit of a pilgrimage, and I'm not talking Elvis and Graceland, though we will visit the King's abode. I'm an old rock-a-billy and soul music guy, so I'm looking forward to visiting the Sun Records Studio and the Stax Records Museum.

This is a healthy blend of Country & Western, mixed with Memphis soul, blues and rock & roll stew. All of these songs were in the top end of the music charts, from years gone by.

Let's set the mood with a couple of songs that display a Nashville/Memphis debt in their song titles.

"Nashville Cats", by the Lovin' Spoonful. This was in the Top 10 for two weeks, January of 1967. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4p7prURvIk&feature=related

"Walking In Memphis", by Marc Cohn. In the spring of 1991 this reached #13. This is an excellent live version from the Austin City Limits, PBS series. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TLDQdQmk3g

Let's go time trippin', driving a get away car with Tennessee plates.

Beth and I are starting in Nashville so let's start with the C & W side of things.

1947..."So Round, So Firm, So Fully Packed" Merle Travis. This racy little number was #1 for 14 weeks!! And in 1947, it was not the Country and Western chart. Get this, the name of the chart Billboard was using in 1947 was "Most Played Juke Box Hillbilly Records". I'm not making that up. It works for me. This song is made for the juke box. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDxKbjIyT1o

1952..."Honky Tonk Blues". Hank Williams. This peaked at #2 on the, what was now being called the "Most Played in Juke Boxes" chart, in March, but hung around through April. We're going to get to see the Grand Ole Opry in the Ryman Auditorium, a rare occasion prompted by the Dove Awards being in Nashville that week, and I will think a lot about Hank Williams performing on that very stage. As far as original American music goes, I think he is still under rated. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68IU6Ir4VG4

Sun Records Tribute. It is truly amazing the amount of talent that passed through the door at 706 Union Avenue, Memphis, TN. The site of Sun Studios. Elvis, Johnny Cash, Roy Orbison, Jerry Lee Lewis, Rufus Thomas, Howlin' Wolf, Charlie Rich, Carl Perkins, and Junior Parker all cut records with Sam Phillips at that address. I'm looking forward to going there. A Rock & Roll cathedral as recording studio. Here's a few tunes recorded there.

1958..."Big River", Johnny Cash. This got up to #4 on the C&W chart. It's flip side (in this case the preferred by the label "A" side) was "Ballad of a Teenage Queen. It hit #1. A two-sided hit record.

"Big River" Cash TV appearance from 1962. https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=s_21p14TAXM&feature=related b/w "Ballad of a Teenage Queen". From a 1978 TV special. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DLF7quqbCs

1956..."Boppin' the Blues", Carl Perkins. Here's a raucous live version from a 1985 British TV show, featuring Perkins with Dave Edmunds and it looks like a couple of the Stray Cats. You'll also glimpse George Harrison and Ringo Starr and other celebs. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EgBDwVJXZxs

1956..."Ooby Dooby", Roy Orbison. Only got up to #59 nationally, but how can you resist a song with that title. Orbison's one and only chart single for Sun. All of his other hits were on the Monument label. This is from an excellent black and white, Roy Orbison and friends special. You can spot Springsteen, Elvis Costello, Tom Waits, and T-Bone Burnett here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=670cXB581ZY

1955..."Mystery Train", Elvis Presley. The music Elvis recorded at Sun Studios is especially stunning and exciting when you remember that NOBODY had a sound like this, at the time. The Sun Sessions CD is one I would take with me on a desert island. This is my favorite Elvis, Sun side. This got up to #10 on the national juke box charts. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRr68WDl0vg

1961..."Gee Whiz", Carla Thomas. What Sun Studios was to rock and roll, Stax Studios was to soul music. The Stax record label had their first "national" hit with this song penned by Memphis native, the 15 year old, Carla Thomas. Her dad, Rufus Thomas, also had a number of hits for the label. He introduces his daughter at the beginning of this killer version. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxciqi6uC1k

1965..."Keep On Dancing" The Gentrys. Memphis had a nice little "garage rock" scene in the mid 1960's and these guys were a blend of that, and "frat rock". They were very popular in Memphis and on college campuses. They played the Nathan Goff Armory as part of a Dick Clark Caravan of Stars show. I was there! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2apM0DAe1g

1968..."Cry Like A Baby", The Box Tops. This got up to #2 in April of '68. Another band from Memphis that had a lot of hits. There's always some blueeyed soul in their songs. Check out the very quick horn burst, followed by a bass run. Now that's Memphis! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnBliyHGn6A

The Soul Side of Things. Here's a quartet of songs recorded in Memphis. I can't entirely put my finger on it, but there IS a Memphis sound. These songs all have that Memphis groove.

1965..."In the Midnight Hour", Wilson Pickett. I think every band in Clarksburg had a version of this soul staple. The video comes from a documentary featuring songs found on John Lennon's home juke box. Say hello to Sting in this one, and there's some "Wicked Picket" in black and white as well. #1 on Soul Chart, #21 on Top 40. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iphrbdj7xSc

1967..."Baby I Love You", Aretha Franklin. Often over looked, this groove is what I have in mind when I say a song has a "Memphis groove". #1 on Soul chart, #4 on the Top charts. This comes from The Mike Douglas Show. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZ6HOUGE-Ok

1977..."Love and Happiness", Al Green. Reverend Green didn't record at Stax, but across town at Willie Mitchell's Hi Records label. This song barely charted but has become a standard and is often covered by other artists. Another excellent example of a "Memphis groove". Live on Soul Train!! Rev. Green gets it going. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7PTtEq3VCE

1969..."Son-of- A Preacher Man", Dusty Springfield. Atlantic Records insisted on sending this British song bird to Memphis to record to see if any magic would happened. She made a great album there, and this single from the album reached number 10 on the Top 40. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZWEEm6xZvU

Let's close with two of my favorite songs about Memphis.

1964..."Memphis", Johnny Rivers. Chuck Berry wrote this great rock and roll tune, but never had a hit with it. I heard it first from Mr. Rivers. His version reached #2 nationally. Here's a rowdy, black and white TV show, live version. Check out the dancers! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ujder5FL0aI

1987..."Memphis In The Meantime", John Hiatt. This song is kind of responsible for the pull Memphis has had on my soul in the last 20 or so years. Hiatt moved to Nashville to sell his songs, but he often felt the need to head to Memphis for some food, music and good vibes. Here's the song he wrote about wanting to do that. This live video is with Rodney Crowell and the great Carl Perkins. Together they find the groove. https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=OwhLdr01c6U&feature=PlayList&p=47DCFFBD8CB55EA2&index=0

Let's hear it for Spring, and try to remember where you hide the Easter eggs this year. And if you've got any travel tips for Memphis or Nashville, let me know.



GARY LYNN GEORGE

On March 8, 2010, Gary Lynn George, 57, (WI 1970) of West Union Community, passed away at Ruby Memorial Hospital in Morgantown, WV

Gary was born on July 7, 1952, in Clarksburg, WV, the son of Gerald Glenn George and Freda Mae Crutchfield George. He was preceded in death by his father, Gerald George and one granddaughter, Gabrielle Welch.

He is survived by his daughter, Beverly Frances George Shaw, her husband Brandon Shaw and three grandchildren Deanna Welch, Savannah Welch, and Sadie Shaw of Grafton, WV, and his daughter Courtney George Davis and her husband Philip Davis of Clarksburg, WV.

In addition to his children, he is survived by his mother, Freda Mae Crutchfield George, of Jane Lew, WV; his sisters, Judy Talkington, , and Kristie George- Meirs.



KIMBERLEY ANN CLAYTON

Kimberley Ann Clayton departed upon her last adventure on March 3, 2010. Born in Clarksburg, WV, on July 23, 1957, to parents Howard and Deloris Clayton. She was a graduate of Washington Irving High School and the WVU Business College.

Kim was a longtime WVU employee who worked for many years at the Health Sciences Center and more recently for the School of Civil Engineering and had been recently elected to the Staff Council, where she had hoped to help other employees.

Her more satisfying work was running a small jewelry business, Mountain Mist Products, with her husband and daughter.

She is survived by both of her parents and her husband of 30 years, Thomas Hay, and daughter, Beryl Hay; sisters, Aletha Gray and her daughter Claire from Morgantown and Wendy Thomson with husband Jim and daughter Jessica from Lancaster, Ohio; brother, Howard “Larry” Clayton, his son Lonny and wife Margaret from Ogden, Utah; and many, many dear friends and family.



MARY ANNA HAZEY

Mrs. Mary Anna Hazey, 96 years of age of Layman Avenue, Bridgeport, WV, died on Wednesday, March 3, 2010, at the United Hospital Center, Clarksburg, WV.

She was the daughter of the late Tony and Daisy Oliverio. She was preceded in death by her husband, Michael Hazey, Sr. in 1982.

Mrs. Hazey is survived by a son, Dr. Michael (Melinda) Hazey II; three grandsons; brothers, John (Mildred) Oliverio and Robert (Lona) Oliverio; one sister, Josephine Oliverio of Bridgeport. She was also preceded in death by three sisters, Constance Carvelli, Rose Minard and Agnes Minard and four brothers, Pete, Sam, Frank and Dominick Oliverio.

Mrs. Hazey graduated from Roosevelt-Wilson High School.



ELIZABETH ANN “BETTY ANN” TOMARO



Elizabeth Ann “Betty Ann” Tomaro, (Victory 1955) 72, passed away February 28, 2010. Mrs. Tomaro was retired from BB&T Bank where she was a Personal Banker, and was previously employed Singer Sewing Company, Maidenform, Brockway Glass Factory, and was a Weight Watchers Lecturer.

She a daughter of the late Anthony and Mary Martin DeLuca.

She is survived by her husband of 54 years, Carmen Antonio “Tony” Tomaro; four children, Thomas M. Tomaro, Mary C. Tomaro, Carmen J. (Byrn) Tomaro and Jennifer E. Tomaro, Clarks

Betty Ann was a 1955 graduate of Victory High School



MARTHA KATHERINE PUKEY SANDERS

Mrs. Martha Katherine Pukey Saunders, age 62, (Victory 1965) passed February 23, 2010.

She a daughter of the late Walter John Pukey and Lucinda Boals Pukey. Surviving are her husband of forty-two years, Gary I. “Butch” Saunders Sr, two sons, Gary I. “Ivan” Saunders II, and Eric Scott Saunders and his companion, Patty Mullenax, a daughter and her fiance, Allison Michele Saunders and Brian Lowe, two sisters, Linda Pukey Kinder and Cynthia Jean and Tom Hughes.



GLORIA JEAN RENZELLI FIDYK

Gloria Jean Fidyk (nee Renzelli), (ND HS 1961) age 66, passed away March 16, 2010, at her home in Lebanon, Tenn., surrounded by loving members of her family.

Gloria was born April 16, 1943, in Clarksburg, WV, to Frank O. Renzelli and Elizabeth Kozma Renzelli.

After graduating high school she began a career as a legal secretary in Washington, D.C., where she formed many friendships that have lasted over the years. She also became a licensed Realtor in Maryland and North Carolina.



GLORIA JEAN SIMMONS

Gloria Jean Simmons, age 58, (RW 1970) of Auburn, WV, died on March 14, 2010, after struggling for nearly five years against metastatic ovarian cancer.

After high school she was graduated from Wesleyan College with a B.A. degree in education, attended graduate school at the University of Iowa and received a B.S. degree from California State Polytechnic University in Graphic Arts.



SUSANNE PIERPOINT

NUTTER FORT — Susanne Pierpoint, 73, passed away into eternal rest on Monday, March 15, 2010, at Heartland Nursing Home in Nutter Fort, WV, with her caregiver and longtime friend, Sally Oliverio, by her side.

Susanne was born in Clarksburg, WV, on January 9, 1937.

She attended Washington Irving High School in Clarksburg. She was a devoted member of the Stealey United Methodist Church, where she served on the ladies guild. She loved the fellowship during the dinners at the church. You would also see Susanne walking around the Stealey community sharing casual conversation with people and always sharing a smile with those she met along the way.

Her favorite stop was the Hometown Hot Dog Shop, where she ate many meals throughout the years. Susanne found a lot of pleasure in her hobbies. She had quite a collection of dolls that she so proudly displayed in her home. It was always the topic of conversation when visitors came to see her. As a matter of fact, many of her dolls were given to her by family and friends who traveled internationally.

Susanne also enjoyed collecting stamps and being a part of the Harrison County Stamp Club. Another special pastime of Susanne’s was building puzzles. She always had a card table set up with a very large multi-piece puzzle laid out to build. In addition, Susanne was a proud volunteer for the Salvation Army. She was a decorated bell ringer for many years in front of Kroger. You would always see Susanne serving this organization in all kinds of weather during the Christmas season.

Throughout the years, Susanne loved to travel with her father and also enjoyed bus trips to numerous destinations with fellow members of the Harrison County Farm Bureau, of which she was a proud member for over 50 years. She loved to visit her father’s birthplace in Tyler County. She attended 4-H Camp at Jackson’s Mill for several years.

Susanne was the only child of John Marshall Pierpoint and Rose Varner Bent Pierpoint, and was preceded in death by both parents on September 20, 1989, and July 15, 1989, respectively. She is survived her friend and caregiver, Sally Oliverio, and her husband John of Maple Lake; by her cousins, James P. Slider of Alma, WV, and son, J.P. Slider, Susan L. (Brian) Seders of Clarksburg, WV, and children, Tim (Brandi Mooney) Richmond, Betsy (Jon) Scovell, Faith Seders, Jim (Vada) Slider of Sistersville, WV, Elizabeth Ann (Herb) Delancey of Sherrodsville, OH, and children, Penny Rainsberger, Tamara Straight and family, Jean Locature of Alexandria, VA, and children, Debra Thompson and family, Steven Smith and family, Pamela Scherer and family, Michael Smith and family.



CHUCK MORGAN “Chuck” MILEY

Charles Morgan “Chuck” Miley, age 65, (WI 1962),of Clarksburg, WV, died March 20, 2010. He was the son of the late Robert Morgan and Ruth Smith Miley.

Mr. Miley is survived by his companion Debbie Fazio; two daughters, Cara (Steve) Hall and Kimberly Miley Jones of Marietta, OH; five grandchildren; one brother, Robert (Susan) Miley ; one sister, Betty (Benjamin) Owings ; several nieces, nephews and great-nieces and nephews.

Chuck was retired from Equitable Gas as an Administrator in purchasing, estimating and safety. He served his country in the U. S. Air Force as a Crew Chief on a C130 during the Viet Nam War. He was Methodist by faith, a member of the VFW Meuse Argonne Post 573, the Moose and American Legion Post 31. He was a former member of the Hard Times Benefit for Kids.



EDITH G. (BELL) WAMSLEY

Edith G. (Bell) Wamsley, age 89 (RW 1940), passed away March 20, 2010. She was the daughter of the late Howard Bell and Mabel (Sayre) Bell.

Surviving Edith is one son, Ronald Wamsley, two grandchildren, Douglas Keller and Daniel Keller and two great-grand children.

In addition to her parents Edith was preceded in death by her husband, James M. Wamsley; a daughter Edith M. (Jane) Wamsley Keller; two brothers Russel Bell and Ed Bell; three sisters Mary (Bell) Nutter, Ruth (Bell) Snyder, Irene (Bell) Sember; and one grandson David Keller. Edith was the last surviving member of the Bell family.

Edith retired from Brockway Glass/Anchor Hocking in 1985 with 44 years of service.



CONNIE SUE JUNKINS LIMER

Connie Sue (Junkins) Limer, age 62,(Victory 1965) of Clarksburg, WV, March 24, 2010, at UPMC Presbyterian in Pittsburgh, Pa.

She was the daughter of the late John Junkins and Nellie (Tice) Junkins.

She is survived by her two sons and daughters-in-law, Paul Douglas II (Beth) Limer and Michael (Heather) Limer, a daughter and son-in-law, Amber and Dustin Mutschelknaus and five grandchildren.

She was also preceded in death by her sister, Sandra Carder, and her ex-husband, Paul Limer.



MARQUIS E."MARK" GARRETT, JR.

Marquis (Mark) E. Garrett, Jr., age 44, of Clarksburg, West Virginia, passed away unexpectedly on March 26, 2010. He was born in Clarksburg, WV, the son of Marquis E. Garrett, and preceded in death by his mother, Ann Wilson Garrett, paternal grandparents Willard E. and Virginia Starling Garrett, maternal grandparent Louis H. and Elinor Hornor Wilson, nephew, Ross Wilson Babcock of Huntersville, NC and uncle William Charles Garrett of Flatwoods, WV.

Surviving are two brothers Douglas Heazelton Garrett of Fairmont, WV and Jeffrey Wilson Garrett, of Mooresville, NC along with six sisters, Kathy Garrett Kiger, of Huntington, WV., Elinor Garrett, of Sherrills Ford, NC, Karen Garrett Mazza, and Amy Starling Garrett, both of Mooresville, NC; Janet Garrett Babcock of Huntersville, and Amanda Wilson Garrett of Clarksburg., WV. He is survived by four nephews and three nieces.

Mr. Garrett was a graduate of Washington Irving High School in Clarksburg, WV. He is a graduate of Potomac State College and Fairmont State College. He was a long time employee of Clarksburg Casket Company and for the past several years he has been an over the road driver and trainer of Transam Trucking of Olathe, Kansas.

Mark played football at Potomac State College and continued his passion for sports by being an avid WVU Basketball and Football Fan. Mark placed the needs of his family first, and will be greatly missed by all of his family and friends.





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