Name of the Coach is unknown. Row two L to R: #12 Bob Franke, #9 Unknown, #5 Bob Swaim, #6 Jack Baker, #10 Unknown Bottom Row: #7 Unknown, #3 Jack Herring, Roy Shofner is holding the ball, ECS Jersey is Bob Love, next is Dean Lane, on the end is Danny O’Neal
Top Row L to R: Mr. Breeden, #3 Damon Jones, #12 David W. Greenlee, ECS on jersey G. Chaplin, #1 Henry Champion, ECS on jersey Howard Brooks Middle Row L to R: Mike Brooks, David ‘Butch’ Brumfield, holding ball Larry Bray, #8 Max Zeigler, Jimmy Joe Crouch Front Row L to R: Judith Morgan, Beverly McClure, Vivian Sullivan
Photo Courtesy of David W. Greenlee via Donald E. Horne
Last Edit: Sept 29, 2009 22:56:52 GMT -5 by richard
Top Row L to R: Mrs. Taylor, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Pat Herring, Unknown, Janet Lane? Row 2 L to R:Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Row 3 L to R: Daune Rita Cook, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Rita Henderson Row 4 L to R: Roger O’Neal, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Janet ‘Sue’ Love, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Bottom Row L to R: Unknown, Unknown, Larry McIntosh, Unknown,
Photo Courtesy of Daune Rita Cook Maze
Last Edit: Nov 26, 2009 12:12:09 GMT -5 by richard
Top Row L-R: Mr. Freese, Max Burton, Henry Champion, Larry Wade, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, John Richards, Unknown, Carlin Lucas. Second Row L-R: Unknown, Unknown, Allene Long, Unknown, Judy Smith, Larry Walls, Unknown, Vivian Sullivan, Mike Baker, Unknown,. Third Row L-R: Robert Franke, Unknown, William Thompson, Unknown, Unknown, Kay Cox, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown. Bottom Row L-R: Betty Kirts, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Fred Posey, Dixie Eddelman, Judy Morgan.
Photo Courtesy of Member Babs
Last Edit: Oct 14, 2009 13:16:39 GMT -5 by richard
Re: Post 7, E.C. Basketball team....Front row: FROM LEFT..cheerleader..unknown, next is Bob Paris, then Don Butler. Other faces are familiar but right now I'm not able to come up with their names. Back row: From left...Mr. Ernest Freese......then unknown till the other end and standing next to Mr. Howard Henderson is Brooks Ortlieb. So many of the other faces I should know but their names escape me. Maybe later I can remember more of them.
Post by David Sechrest on Dec 13, 2009 1:53:42 GMT -5
Did anyone notice the page 1 article in Thursday's Republic regarding the County setting aside money to replace two of their buildings?
Within the next few years, we will be losing yet another historic building. Yet one more added to the list. . . one holding innumerable memories for me as well as for many of you out there reading this.
State Street school will be demolished in the not too distant future.
It doesn't go by that name these days and it hasn't for a number of years. Today it's called the County Annex building. But to me, it will always be State Street School.
This one is hard for me to take. Probably more so than Central. I went to State Street for 5 1/2 years. I went to Central one year. I was a patrol boy at State Street at the beginning of the sixth grade. I acted in a school play in the gymnasium in the 2nd grade and got my picture in The Evening Republican. Another picture appeared a couple of years later only I was inside the old Sears Store on Washington Street, shopping for school clothes with mom and dad. Monnie Bowling and I drew a large map of China during class. It was a 4th grade school project. I first kissed a girl during summer vacation on those concrete steps that lead down to the basement on the east side of the building. I got the wind knocked out of me by a line drive one morning during recess. I stood in awe on the playground on November 22, 1963 when some kid came running up to me and tried to say President Kennedy had been shot. He was so out of breath, I didn't understand a word he said and while he was trying to get the words out, the school bell rang...much too early for recess to be over.
I had some of the best and most caring teachers at State Street school. My favorite was Mrs. Fulp and if I close my eyes, I can see myself sitting in her class, one aisle to the right of her desk and about 3/4 of the way back. She's reading Huckleberry Finn to us. She was always a good reader and made all the stories she read so interesting.
Mr. Manley was Principal back then and I don't think there's ever been a better Principal in Columbus.
There's a picture on my wall of State Street school. It was taken in the 1960's. Both buildings are shown and it's summertime. Parks and Rec opened up the school grounds during the summer and I rode my bike or walked from the house and played games on many summer days. Knock-hockey was my favorite.
If there is such a thing, I think I have too many memories of State Street school. At least it seems that way tonight. It's hard to focus on one without another and yet another pushing it aside. Channel 8 showed the Wizard Of Oz each January. In 1960, Miss Thompson, my 2nd grade teacher, let some of us act out the parts and sing the songs on the Monday after it aired. She let myself and Terry Fogle sit up on her desk and tell the class about Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein. Terry and I were out sick the day before and both of us watched it on the Channel 6 morning movie. I caught the measles right before the end of school and the class made get well cards. Jimmy Fields dropped them off on his way home from school that sunny spring afternoon.
The days I spent at State Street have left my life rich with memories, and the physical reminder of those memories I've visited many times since. I've walked through it. Drove by it countless times. Showed it to my kids. Took a video of it back in 1990. And State Street will never be the same without it.
I don't think I'll be there the day they tear it down.
David Sechrest Historic Columbus Indiana Progress should not ignore its roots and pillage our heritage in the process. Cultural, social, and historical should be part of the process, for it is the path and not the destination that is important - S. Givens
David, I did not notice that article but all I can say is it is a good thing we do have our memories because if our fair city has her way all the old buildings will be gone eventually. For some reason, and yes we all know Columbus is the Architechtural City, but why do they insist on tearing down all the old historic places? It's beyond me. Recommendation: Do not go and watch the day they do tear down the "new" State Street Building. We always called that one "new" and the other building....long gone....the "old" one. I went a couple of times and watched as they demolish CHS (or Central Middle School as it was last named) and it was a sad thing to witness.
I also have a ton of good memories from State Street or East Columbus as it was called when I attended during the late 40's. One was of an operata we put on, The Pirates of Penzance, and my small role. We had a group of dancers and they could not keep time at all, so I had to count through the whole time we danced to keep everyone "in step". Couldn't sing worth a plug nickel so was tickled pink there was something I could contribute to the affair. I had taken many years of dance so that was one thing I was fairly good at. Another one and here I am going to show my complete ignorance but oh well. We were in PE on day in the gym in the new building and I think we were either doing some kind of dance or else just throwing a ball back and forth but one girl, who had older sisters, made the comment that "her sister was pregnant". Now my mother had explained about babies and I knew where they came from (though maybe not how they were actually made) but this was the first time I had heard this particular word. I remember I could not wait to get to a dictionary to look this word up. I thought this other girl who was perhaps a year older than me was so bright and I felt completely stupid. As her conversation continued I got the drift she was expecting a baby so knew what she meant but I had to look up this new word. Lots of other memories too of different events and teachers that come to mind. Mr. Howard Henderson was a favorite of mine and I loved Mrs. Marie Carmichael who was my 6th grade teacher at the 25th Street Barracks that year. Of course I have to mention my dad Mr. Ernest Freese; he was a tough one but he sure did love "his students"...and I mean all of them. We had some truly terrific teachers at State Street!
Hang on to your memories and allow the past to go; not much else we can do. It is really sad that so many of the old buildings will soon be a memory but I suppose it is good that we can hold on to the memories.
Ditto regarding Margo; she surely has been a force in our little group and we miss her. Hope she gets to feeling better soon.
Another dreary dark Winter day here in Indiana. Wish we were in Florida instead of here, but the temperature is mild so should not complain.