this weeks edition:
It’s been a very exciting time not only in Braxton County but throughout the state. Graduation is an unforgettable occasion in most young lives. I’m sure it was not any different for 141 BCHS grads and their families last week.
At my age, looking back is lots of fun. I’m sure those who graduated last Friday will one day look back on their big day with the same admiration and fond memories that I and most of you do. Another story in this edition, that was pinned by Martha Nottingham, also brought back fond memories. For those of us that grew up in Gassaway in the 60’s the names of Georgia Crockett, Gladys Butcher and Mary Chenoweth are very familiar. These women were an important part of every student who graced the doors of Davis Grade School during those decades.
I am extremely pleased with the story in that it gives my children and grandchildren some insight into what wonderful teachers these women were. They, like so many of their peers of the time, took their jobs extremely serious. They were dedicated to their students and worked night and day to get the most out of each child that sat in their classrooms. Money certainly wasn’t their motivator… they thrived on the since of accomplishment and providing a needed service to their community, friends, family and neighbors. They earned respect, and our parents demanded that we reacted accordingly. That’s something, sadly, that has certainly diminished in our society of today.
Martha’s story illustrates that these women never stopped giving of themselves to the community they loved and served their entire life. After teaching, they all were active in volunteer service, another attribute that we don’t see much of these days. Now even after they are gone, their legacy of service will live on, as the precious equipment which they largely made possible, will undoubted save countless lives in the future.
Mrs. Chenoweth was my first grade teacher. I had Mrs. Butcher in the third. They made an unshakeable impression of what a teacher should be in me… how they treat students and how students and parents respect them. I am truly grateful that I had them and many more like them during my 12 years of schooling in this county. When I walk into the hospital, after this new wing is open, it will serve as another reminder of the many people that make me proud to says Braxton County is my home.
With a family as large as ours has gotten, birthdays are always a fun time and sometime happen more frequently than I am prepared for. This past week was just one of those times. Our son Jamie celebrated his birthday last Friday, May 20th. Today is our oldest granddaughter MyKaela’s big day. I sure enjoy watching how these and my other children have grown into mature, productive adults. He makes me proud beyond words.
Now I must end this column as it is one of the last parts of this week’s edition, so Jeanine and I can take MyKaela to dinner, as promised.
Will return soon...