tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68698350566487859422024-03-14T09:40:29.035-07:00Memphis Elementary School - Cleveland, OhioMemories and photographs of Memphis Elementary School in Cleveland, Ohio
by Greg Zaryk, Memphis Class of '72. Join us as we go down memory lane at our old elementary school on Memphis Avenue.
This blog is dedicated to the memory of Mark William Hollan (1959-1976), a fellow Memphis classmate and friend.Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-69703749565025383582020-11-30T19:28:00.027-08:002021-03-01T16:52:28.319-08:00Please send in your Memphis School Memories!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQ2BQQtQ8CTBRm47ld4S7n_t72nOSh3Dj050GTEZ0Zh2Ix31gpuVUPR_lVgR4AcjVcS64SFpod0hSJWzorWmWPtYAGdt9Ytx6tPWmht48zK_hI9rss5drv3nTjnHxGgEOj7F5lg7CjpAJ/s320/Memphis+in+snow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQ2BQQtQ8CTBRm47ld4S7n_t72nOSh3Dj050GTEZ0Zh2Ix31gpuVUPR_lVgR4AcjVcS64SFpod0hSJWzorWmWPtYAGdt9Ytx6tPWmht48zK_hI9rss5drv3nTjnHxGgEOj7F5lg7CjpAJ/s0/Memphis+in+snow.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for visiting our Blog! Please consider sending us your story and any photos of your time at our old school. We'd love to hear from you! Mail your story (long or short) to: zarykfamily@twc.com</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><p></p></div>Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-59491249558153372492020-04-05T13:43:00.000-07:002020-04-22T15:15:54.926-07:00Mystery of the Lost Homework!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSSMF1tViiMA_EYAfAGQwpQS8BngZE_Bg7iAu8OEKCDnz_Ir0aIHfouQqutmGQfJ-mlKWm2HcXvNPrvtNcMpTfmUGDXa4H1_juoxIVKS2iK9Ez5ZVWXdJOc7mtXo3i3NDwXTw-gE8MUOvh/s1600/DSCN3266.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644986933707267954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSSMF1tViiMA_EYAfAGQwpQS8BngZE_Bg7iAu8OEKCDnz_Ir0aIHfouQqutmGQfJ-mlKWm2HcXvNPrvtNcMpTfmUGDXa4H1_juoxIVKS2iK9Ez5ZVWXdJOc7mtXo3i3NDwXTw-gE8MUOvh/s400/DSCN3266.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>A cache of graded homework was found inside the old Memphis School science desk. Evidently, these papers fell behind the desk drawers during the 1950's or early 60's and sat 'entombed' in Room 307 for some 50 years!<br />
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Until recently, I had forgotten all about this find. We discovered these graded papers during the time we moved the old desk from Room 307 to our home. This was just before the wrecking-ball came calling. Since then, they've been stored in a shoebox in my garage. </div>
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You may have seen a picture of the desk on this blog. If you haven't, go to 2010 blog archive and click on October 13th. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitbh9yc0BBp-Y-kUygShT1IB5rrPArkzXWHECqP27Ia5XfIwpI4ivGXUsYbjYObk10J7ceDXCVo4WOPQC54atr-86U_dvEX5mbzXJiAop_WSVLxg0qFt63g2h11wCPwRqT422h-COUrD1y/s1600/DSCN3269.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644985782611911826" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitbh9yc0BBp-Y-kUygShT1IB5rrPArkzXWHECqP27Ia5XfIwpI4ivGXUsYbjYObk10J7ceDXCVo4WOPQC54atr-86U_dvEX5mbzXJiAop_WSVLxg0qFt63g2h11wCPwRqT422h-COUrD1y/s400/DSCN3269.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>If anyone knows any of the students listed below, let them know that we found their homework! It would be great if one of them could shed some light as to what year these were from and for more fun...which teacher lost them! </div>
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The only other markings on these papers is the subject; English Grade 5 a and some say Grade 5 b. It appears to be a book-report assignment on 'Winnie the Pooh'. </div>
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Most of the names are legible, some of which I could only make out their first names. The names on the papers are:</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Nancy </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Bachman</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Dallas </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Pisker</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Jane </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Gelzinis</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Joan </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Cianciola</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, J.A. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Bognar</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Barbara Ferrell, Donna Payne, Margaret-Mary Haas, Byron, Steve </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Tekisky</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Carol Jean </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Haller</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Lynne </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Farkas</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Steve </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Ference</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Elaine </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Zychowski</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Janice Claus, Sandra Stafford, Mary Ann </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Bibel</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Delane</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Billy </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Deisner</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, William </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Olsson</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Ralph, Gerald </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Bekon</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Esther </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Risellino</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, David </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Rochisky</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Slyvia</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;"> Simon, Wayne Austin, Jack Myers, Kenny </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Patock</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, Carla </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Schraegle</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">, James Parker and Louise </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">Homuth</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;">If you have any information in solving this mystery, e-mail me at: </span>zarykfamily@twc.com</div>
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Hello Fellow Classmates!<br />
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We're hoping to post some new stories from our former classmates. During Covid-19, now's the time to write a story about your time at our great school.<br />
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Please send them to me at: zarykfamily@twc.com<br />
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The above pic is our old elementary school back when it had only two floors, not three like we all remember. This super rare image was taken sometime before 1919...over 100 hundred years ago!!! It was taken just before the third floor was added.<br />
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Does anyone remember how cool our school looked at night when all of the classrooms were lit up? I remember going to open houses at night and walking there with my mom from W. 42nd Street. The school looked magnificent!<br />
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Please send your memories to me...long or short and some pics. Also, remember to hit the older posts button at the bottom of each page to see previous stories and pics.<br />
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Greg, Class of 72Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-78430903103500139172019-09-09T12:26:00.002-07:002023-11-28T07:07:15.549-08:00Haunted School?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello fellow Classmates. Here’s a reposting of the first post that I placed on this blog about our great elementary school. This was back on October 21, 2009. It recounts a scary experience I encountered at our school before it was torn down. The scary story is for all of you haunted house fans. The above book cover is one of the books I bought at Memphis during the Scholastic book fairs we had.</div>
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Please consider sending me your story and some pics of your time at Memphis. It could be short story or a long one. My email address is: zarykfamily@twc.com</div>
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As the school year recently started for my own children, I couldn’t help but to think back of my time at Memphis School. The handsome three-story brick building that once stood safely in my Old Brooklyn neighborhood. As many of you know the formidable school came tumbling down nearly three years ago. At the very spot where Memphis School once stood is what is now commonly referred to as “greenspace”. Still, fond memories linger of a school that once was.<br />
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Below photo was taken by fellow classmate and blog friend, Russ Kawentel.<br />
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My years at Memphis started in the Fall of 1966. Living nearby in the neighborhood, my mother walked me everyday to my kindergarten class. My very first teacher was Miss Goodnight and our classroom was located in the basement of the school. One of my earliest recollections of attending Memphis happened during kindergarten. I must have told my teacher that I was hungry and didn’t feel well. I remember Miss Goodnight handing me her sandwich then sat with me until I felt better. Another memory is a field trip to the Cleveland Zoo in Miss Roach’s second grade class. This was more of an adventure than a field trip as we actually walked to the zoo through the woods off W. 42nd Street and Pensacola Avenue. Then marching single-file down the steel staircase that's (still) attached to the wooded hillside. The class then walked down Brookside Road (now called Wildlife Way) and around the old concrete Brookside public swimming pool (now the zoo's amphitheater). My memory of this field trip made even sweeter by having my father who is now long gone coming along as a class helper. Who could forget going to the school auditorium for lunch with our steel lunchboxes, watching a puppet show, or a movie from an old movie projector. I also remember how cool Memphis looked at night when all of its classrooms were lit up for open house.</div>
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Other memories include science labs and the breathtaking experiments performed in class. I remember hearing girls whisper about the budding romance between two of our favorite teachers, Mr. Sopka and Miss Emch. Or boys talking about the notorious “Memphis Gang” and their nightly scrapes with the law. Playing dodge ball or going to an after school carnival in the gym was fun too. The safety patrol guards waving their flags on street corners. How about the wonderful old lady named Bertha, that could’ve passed for “Aunt Bea” who was our crossing guard at Memphis and W. 41st. Yes, even getting swats from Mrs. Bridges in sixth grade for not turning in my homework have also aged into great memories.</div>
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After Memphis I went on to Mooney then graduated from Rhodes in 1978. I can say that of all the memories I have from all my school years, Memphis tops them all. Memphis School was a magical place for me and attending there will always have special meaning.</div>
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Sometime around 1995, I was reacquainted with Memphis School. It was through the religious group who at the time purchased the school building. The new owner asked if I would be willing to photograph their restoration process that was underway at Memphis. As a wedding photographer, I jumped at the chance to photograph something different especially when it provided me with the opportunity of returning to my old school. When I arrived for the shoot, I had forgotten how big and beautiful Memphis School really was. The classrooms were as huge as warehouse docks. The corridors were long, tall and stately. Some of the corridor floors speckled with thick glass block. I had a blast walking through the school and checking-in on my old classrooms. Opening up dusty closets and crawling through what resembled secret passage ways. I noticed a lot of neat things about the school that I had never noticed or remembered as a student there some four decades earlier.</div>
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I had so much fun during the two-day shoot that when it was all over, I didn’t have the nerve to invoice. The person who brought me on knew I was once a student and offered some mementos in exchange for my services. I happily accepted what many people would’ve left for junk but to me seemed like treasured artifacts. In fact, some of the items were even slated to be thrown out. Among the items that were given to me were a couple wooden swings that once swayed on the school grounds, a movie projector, P.A. speakers from the auditorium, a ceiling light fixture from one of the stairwells, couple of oak stairwell banisters, a classroom blackboard, couple of electric wall clocks, old text books, a porcelain “Kindergarten” doorway nameplate and old lantern slides from the 1920’s. I even left with the small 1940’s Magic Chef Stove that was used by the teachers in their second floor lounge. Later, I was even able to retrieve the solid oak science desk with the black top that my science teacher used for his fascinating experiments. Needless to say my wife Christine didn’t share in my delight when I started to bring these antiquities home. Thankfully though she has since recovered from the newly acquired collection of old school mementos.</div>
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Shortly before Memphis’s final dance with the wrecking ball, I paid a final visit. One evening after visiting with my mother, who still lives in the neighborhood, I decided to visit Memphis one last time. It was near sundown and the wind was blowing at full speed. As I peeked and wandered inside I couldn’t help but to notice that Memphis was clearly abandoned, worn out, torched and darkened. Gone were almost 100 years of echos made by countless school children scurrying through it's corridors. There was now a steady stream of water falling from the dilapidated ceiling above. The high wind created a howling sound inside the windowless school building like no other. These hideous sounds were mixed-in with sounds of metal flapping somewhere in the basement below. It sounded as though someone was downstairs banging on a piece of sheet metal with a hammer. It felt as though I stepped into some sort of horror movie. (Click on Russ's image below and zoom in to see the ghostly apparition. The photo below is from the image above but closer-up.This apparition appeared in the middle basement window of the school.)<br />
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As I proceeded with my nocturnal visit, the near darkness inside along with the nightmarish sounds began to unravel my adventurous spirit. I couldn’t help but to ask...could the old school building now be haunted? Surprisingly, even with all of the ghostly sounds, I found myself tip-toeing up to the third floor. Just as I stepped onto the third floor corridor, I spotted what appeared to be a silhouette of someone standing in the opposite stairwell. It looked as though both of their arms were outstretched above their head like someone hanging from a chin-up bar. I immediately froze into a mannequin-like stance, holding my breath, trying to decide if I was looking at a person or some sort of shadow.</div>
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Was it a ghost? I don't think so. Likely, someone else had the same idea of looking around as I did. However, I didn’t stick around to find out who or what "it" was so, I raced down the dark stairwell two and three steps at a time before bouncing out the side door. Sure, it sounds embarrassing now but at the time I was positive whatever I saw had already commenced in chasing me. My only thought was to get out alive, before "it" caught up with me. I’m sure the constant banging sounds, water dripping and the howling wind precipitated my frantic escape. That my friends, was my last experience inside our old school building. The next time I visited was after the demo to collect some of the bricks that were scattered about.</div>
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Over the years I've run into both young and old Memphis alums. It's always fun to reminisce with fellow classmates no matter what year they attended. Most agree that Memphis School was a special place. Yes, the once dignified Memphis School is now gone but the memories will always remain.</div>
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<i>Hello fellow Memphians... I just received a wonderful story from fellow Memphis classmate, Kurt Sauer, pictured below with his adorable grandkids. Please read Kurt's great story and consider sending in your story of your time at our old elementary school.</i><br />
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I'm sure, by this time, the identification of the teachers in the pictures has been answered, but in case not all have been identified, I have a couple to suggest. I'm speaking about the two black and white pics on posted on September 19, 2017. </div>
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In pic 1, I'm certain the woman to the far left is Esther M. Keller, Supervisor of Vocal Music for Cleveland Public Schools. When my mother was a student at Rhodes, class of '38, Esther was her choir director. </div>
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When I was a student at Memphis (class of '60), Esther may have been in charge of the elementary schools, only. I'm not sure how many supervisors they had at the time. I was in the first graduating class at Mooney, and Helen Neff Sokolofsky was also a supervisor, I think at the secondary level. At least, she came to observe Mr. Robinson's choir. She may have been an assistant to Esther. I was only at Mooney for 9th grade because I had gone to William Rainy Harper for 7th and 8th grades. Also, Harper vocal music teacher Phyllis Hothem left the classroom to also become a music supervisor downtown.</div>
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Anyway, once at Rhodes I was singing with the Cleveland All-City Chorus and Esther was also our director, and remained so until I left for studies at Heidelberg College. I was in the Rhodes January '68 graduating class, but Esther asked me to continue singing with the All-City Chorus even though I wasn't starting at Heidelberg until the fall, which I was happy to do. </div>
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For those interested, there is information concerning the All-City Chorus singing under the direction of Robert Shaw and members of the Cleveland Orchestra a new work by Leonard Bernstein, <i>Chichester Psalms</i>, in 1966 here: <a class="moz-txt-link-freetext" href="https://mail.twc.com/do/redirect?url=http%253A%252F%252Fissuu.com%252Fshawwebsite%252Fdocs%252Frobert_shaw_chichester_psalms_esthe%253Fe%253D21911481%252F47870511&hmac=2caf3f28d4e80b24bb850bade24f6c1b" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://issuu.com/shawwebsite/docs/robert_shaw_chichester_psalms_esthe?e=21911481/47870511</a></div>
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and here: <a class="moz-txt-link-freetext" href="https://mail.twc.com/do/redirect?url=https%253A%252F%252Fissuu.com%252Fshawwebsite%252Fdocs%252Frobert_shaw_prepares_bernstein_s_ch%253Fe%253D21911481%252F49018122&hmac=7d92ece13a4d2d53e2348a5a6c34a084" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">https://issuu.com/shawwebsite/docs/robert_shaw_prepares_bernstein_s_ch?e=21911481/49018122</a> </div>
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Mr. VanNortwick, then vocal music director at Rhodes, was one of the ensemble's assistant directors and can clearly be seen standing in the picture of this article, behind the ensemble in the rehearsal room at Severance Hall.</div>
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For musicians interested in the fact that Robert Shaw was developing the Cleveland Orchestra Chorus for George Szell in Cleveland for about 11 years, there is much history and information to be found here: <a class="moz-txt-link-freetext" href="https://mail.twc.com/do/redirect?url=http%253A%252F%252Frobertshaw.website%252Fwhats-new&hmac=efe2a900b5a2d57d8998234203023b7e" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://robertshaw.website/whats-new</a> It was my pleasure to contribute much to this rather new website. Other All-City members also have posted letters there.</div>
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Bear with me a bit more. My first teaching job was in place before I had graduated from Heidelberg. Helen Sokolfsky recruited me to replace a retiring teacher from West Junior High School (W. 65th Street and Franklin Ave.). The building had formerly been West High School, but was then a junior high because the district had recently built Lincoln-West High School. It was already very old and well-worn, in 1972 when I started there on the staff. Fellow Rhodes alums Andy Fedynsky and Stacy Laderer were also on the teaching staff.</div>
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Continuing with that first pic, the second person may be music teacher Miss Kalocy (I'm not sure of the spelling) and the third person may be music teacher Miss or Mrs. Covill. Miss Kalocy succeeded the retiring Miss or Mrs. Covill. I may have been in 2nd grade when this happened so I'm not clear on spelling nor on the marriage status of Ms. Covill.</div>
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In the second picture, I am only guessing, the middle woman is Miss or Mrs. Jellinek or Jelanic. Sorry to have forgotten these spellings. Anyway, my older sister, Marva (deceased) and younger brother, Mark, also attended Memphis. Great Aunt Cynthia Waite, to my wife Rosemary (Werle), had been a faculty member. No current living family members knows what grade or subject she taught, but she was an artist. </div>
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I've enjoyed reading so much of this website and appreciate the contributions from everyone. A few of the standout teachers were Miss Demming, my kindergarten teacher who died during the Kindergarten year. Mrs. Miller, Miss Lang, Miss Cliff, and Mrs. Wurch, who I had met many times years later as her married daughter was a member of the congregation where I directed the church choir. Mrs. Wurch made science fun and interesting. Miss Cliff had a finger injury when I was in her third grade class. Maybe she slammed a couple of fingers in her car door, but I remember her always asking us to pray for the recovery of those fingers. Mrs. Volk was the principal, a kindly lady. Florence Walzak was the art teacher who was very creative and dramatic, who did things with much flare and flourish. She LOVED turquoise and silver jewlery! Bangles and baubles always dangling and clinking around the room. She was very inspirational for my sister who became an art teacher and taught in the Cleveland system at Tremont and Bryant, among other places.</div>
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Mrs. Stillman was an excellent math teacher. I really learned in her class. I had Mrs. Kresse before she married John Kresse, and I think her maiden name was Romanovsky. She was a fine teacher. Senior year at Rhodes, Jeff B., and I were aids for Mr. Sovey and Mr. Kresse. On Fridays, Mr. Sovey would give us the keys to his older Volvo and we'd drive to Benny Shapiro's to buy corned beef sandwiches for them and for us. </div>
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Miss Ethel F. Baker could kill just by looking at you. She was a good teacher, but sometimes cruel in applying discipline. I remember her throwing a chalk-filled eraser at Roger B., and beaning him on the head. Yes, and I remember her silver chalk holders. She was always attending to her nose and which may have been an allergy to chalk dust. I remember when she purchased her Checker. </div>
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Another car story. I believe it was Miss Kalocy who purchased a white 1957 Ford Starliner, where the power hard-top folded into the trunk. There was a problem when one of the new students to the school took a tube of green paint from the art room and added unwanted pin-striping to her brand new vehicle.<br />
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I have other neighborhood memories to share at some point. For instance, I worked at Brookside Pool as "engineer" when I was 16, testing the water and manually chlorinating on the hour, draining, cleaning and filling it weekly.</div>
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Ladies and gentlemen....Here's our first and second contests. This is for the students that went to Memphis during the 50-60s. I will also have contests coming up that will be for students that attended during the 70s then one more contest for students from the 80s. </div>
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Contest #1....Name each of the six teachers in the photos below. These are the photos that Gloria (Gorczyca) Downey was nice enough to submit. If you know the names, please email them to me at: zarykfamily@twc.com</div>
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In order to give everyone a chance to see this, we will give everyone until October 15th to respond. Once I get everyone's email with the correct names, I will place your names in a bowl and my wife will pick out two winners.</div>
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Each of the two winners can pick any two of these fine artifacts from our school. I also have a pencil sharpener not pictured that will also be available. I found the flashlight in the custodians office and it still works! That's another YOYO, a box of super old Sucrets, old pop bottle, some old clay that's still semi-pliable, old chalk and a can of silver decorative spray.<br />
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Contest #2.....Interestingly, 4 out of the 7 products pictured above were made in Cleveland. Tell me which of the 4 were made in Cleveland and you will win a prize. Contest rules same as above, Oct 15th deadline but only one name with the correct answer will be pulled for this one. Good Luck!Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-11092614172582991222017-09-03T09:25:00.001-07:002019-09-15T19:28:33.792-07:00Memphis School ItemsI have two full boxes of small mementos from our old school. Need to start thinning these artifacts out. I will be posting what I have and if anything sings to you, email me at zarykfamily@twc.com<br />
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This old gal was apparently left behind from one of our travelling puppet shows. I found her sleeping under the stage in the auditorium. I suspect the puppeteers couldn't use her since some of the strings were detached, so they stowed her away and forgot all about her. I didn't realize they used real hair on the older marionettes! Click on any image to enlarge.<br />
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If this is someone's YO-YO that was taken away from them by one of our great teachers...I would be happy to return it to you at no charge! By doing quick research, it appears to be from the early 70s.<br />
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I'll have more to post. Also, the 'Name-the-teacher" contest is coming soon, thanks to our good friend and fellow classmate, Gloria (Gorczyca) Downey and her recent submission of some great pictures of teachers from the early 60s.Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-83431800416523573212017-08-26T13:54:00.004-07:002018-01-27T14:06:47.172-08:00Gloria (Gorczyca) Downey's Story and Photos<div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333015441895px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">
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Here's the wonderful story and pictures from Gloria (Gorczyca) Downey that I lost during the recent email changeover I went through. Thankfully, Gloria was able to resend her story and the great photos she took during her last visit at our school in 94. Also, we have some more photos that Gloria shared of some of her teachers back in the 50s that we will use for a 'name-the-teacher' contest. I will be posting them soon! The winner will win a souvenir.... an old pencil sharpener from one of our old classrooms (similar to the pencil sharpener in photo #5 below). </div>
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My family moved from Cleveland in 1961 to California. I went to Mark Twain through the 4th grade and then on to Memphis and that's where all my memories are. I found Bruce Stoessner's article on the internet a few years ago and have messaged him a few times on Facebook. It turns out that he lived just 4 houses away from mine. He moved there shortly before we left, he was younger so I don't remember him but he actually remembered my brother and I remembered his older sister.<br />
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Looked up Memphis School again last night and found your blog. My sister and I went on a road trip in 1994 and had just minutes to spend in Cleveland and had to drive past Mark Twain and Memphis School. It just so happen that school just let out days earlier and the were a few cars parked so we went inside. The people there said that the future of Memphis was undecided and things were being packed up. We asked if we could walk around and take a souvenir, they said sure. I took a metal fallout shelter sign and some flash cards. Now, of course, I wish I had filled the car with stuff. I took a few photos (attached) below. Also there is a picture of Mrs. Wurch's autograph from my old autograph book. I always thought that I wish I could do something with my name like that.</div>
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Hello Fellow Memphians! I have a new email address it's:<br />
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The above pic is our old elementary school back when it had only two floors, not three like we all remember. This is a super rare image taken sometime before 1919, which is the year the third floor was added. Does anyone remember how cool our school looked at night when all of the classrooms were lit up? I remember going to an open house at night and walking there with my mother from W. 42nd Street. The school looked magnificent!<br />
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Fellow Memphis classmate and freelance writer, Hilda Brucker.</div>
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<span style="background-color: black;">Hilda is now an accomplished freelance writer living in the Atlanta area. She has authored two books and written for many publications including; Audubon, Better Homes and Gardens and The Old Farmers Almanac, to name only a few.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;">It was wonderful reminiscing with Hilda and I thoroughly enjoyed her incredibly sharp memory. In fact, she reminded me of the pet department in the old Woolworths store on Fulton Parkway, a place where a few of my pets came from. A memory I had long forgotten. Thank you, Hilda, for stopping by and reminiscing with us!</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">I'm quite sure you won't remember me, but I discovered your Memphis blog a little over a year ago. I was actually a second-grade classmate of yours in Miss Shirley Roach's class. I was on the zoo field trip with you, the one you blogged about, and my mom was actually a chaperone on that trip. My family lived at 4607 Memphis Ave back then -- just one block over from the school, with one little side street to cross as I walked to school. (I believe it was W 45th St). There was always a sixth-grader with a yellow safety flag guarding that intersection and helping the little kids cross. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">Were we also in the same first grade class? I had a teacher named Miss Yachyshyn. (Pronounced like YAHK-uh-shun). It's amazing that I can remember how to spell that, but I guess that's why I became a writer. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">After 2nd grade I was diverted into the Enrichment Program, so I wasn't in your classes any more. I had Mrs. Betty Kramarz for 3rd and 4th grade (room 206); Mrs. Schneid for 5th grade (room 208, but I don't remember her first name); and Mrs. Kathleen Hansen for 6th grade (room 308). </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">In the summer of 1972, after you and I "graduated" from Memphis, my family moved into my grandma's house, where my mom had grown up. That house was also in Old Brooklyn, at 2401 Tampa Ave, which ran between Broadview Rd and State Rd. My little sister then attended 5th and 6th grade at Benjamin Franklin Elementary School. I sold that house in 2002, when my dad died, and it made me very sad to do so. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">In June of 2015 (last summer) I was on a walk in my neighborhood (I live in Atlanta now) when I ran into a man who always waves to me when I pass his yard. I ran into him walking his dog, and it turned out the dog's name was "Memphis." So I laughed and told him I grew up on Memphis Ave and attended Memphis Elementary School and he got a funny look on his face while he was processing that info and finally he said, "You're from Cleveland?" As you can guess, he was too -- small world story. (Looking back, I should have known he was a midwesterner and not a southerner, because he always waved.) So I went home that night and was thinking about Memphis School and googled to find out what had become of it, and that's how I found your blog. I wanted to write you then, but I was getting ready for a trip to Novia Scotia... and besides, writers are famous procrastinators. So I'm finally getting around to being in touch. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">It would be fun to hear back from you. I'm betting you don't remember me, but your name resonated with me right away and I when I read the post about the zoo trip, your face popped right into my head. I remember you always had fascinatingly good hair. </span></div>
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A great portrait of Hilda and her sister, taken at Kruse Studios, our former neighborhood photography studio on Memphis Avenue.</div>
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Thanks to our good friend Russ Kawentel, who recently found this awesome image of the Broadvue Theater and the surrounding stores at the corner of Pearl and Broadvue Road. This is from an Old Brooklyn history book. Click on this image for better viewing and to read the text.<br />
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Here's also some neat info from Russ.... "<i>The billboard above the theater advertises Leisy's Beer, a local brewery that was at Fulton and Vega Avenue. They closed in 1958". </i>A good story on them is at:<br />
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Also, I need to thin out my collection of artifacts from our old school. This overhead projector was removed from room 102, which is the room that was next door to the office. This was from the time I was taking pictures for the last owner of the school. Let me know if you have any interest in items like this. It looks like it would've been used in the 1940's or 50's. </div>
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Another book purchased at one of the book fairs at Memphis. Please consider sending in your Memphis School photos and story. I would also like to take this time to wish all of my fellow Memphis School alums a very Merry Christmas and a healthy and Happy New Year!Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-92016512902118383482015-12-15T17:56:00.001-08:002015-12-30T07:55:39.000-08:00Movie Theaters around Old Brooklyn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Does anyone remember the movie houses in our neighborhood? We once had a field trip from Memphis School 3rd grade to see a matinee movie at the old Lyceum Theater on Fulton Road. I can't remember the film we saw, but I do remember going back to the Lyceum to see a Vincent Price movie called the Wax Museum. Here's an image of the old Lyceum. As most of you know, there is a library there now. Click on any image to enlarge.<br />
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That's me in the projection booth of the old Broadview Theater on Pearl Road. It was taken just before it was torn down in the late 80's. I was able to purchase the 3-movie projectors from the old Broadview. I'm checking with the Old Brooklyn Development Corporation to see if they have any images of the Broadview. I can't seem to find any on the web. If you have any images of our old school or our neighborhood, please send them in.Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-72790553160474215492015-12-14T16:17:00.002-08:002015-12-14T16:17:29.197-08:00A fun story from Memphis Alum, Ron Szudy<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
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I graduated (from Memphis to Harper) in January of 1961. That makes me a classmate of Jim Ledyard. What great memories were evoked when I went through your posts. Jim Ledyard had schoolyard marbles perfectly described. Jim do you remember each spring the Duncan yo-yo sales guy would set up across the street from the school and we'd all watch his tricks in amazement? During the winters of 1959 and 1960, we played a great (and rough) game of tackle tag on the snow-covered basketball court. I probably still have some scrapes from that! </div>
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The basement classroom, boiler room and gym also brought back lots of memories. I remember our teachers as very strict but what a great educational foundation they gave us all for later years. We were very lucky to have those teachers in that era. Lots of friends' faces come to mind. Mike Gillotti, Bill Tash etc. Does anyone remember them? Each fall I still remember the school bazaars. Games, trinkets, good food and lots of fun! Best wishes and God's blessings to all who read this and share some of these memories of a great school that shaped our lives.</div>
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Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-49869545220115751722015-11-02T13:25:00.001-08:002015-11-02T13:31:59.468-08:00Do you have a story?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's been awhile since we received any stories. Please consider sending your story about your time at Memphis School. Email them to me at gregoryz@centurylink.net<br />
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I found the solid-brass lock pictured above in the custodians office at Memphis. It was hanging on a nail with the key sticking out. It is surprisingly heavy for a padlock. Has anyone ever been in the basement of our old school? There was also another sub-basement that was another 4 or 5 steps deeper. However, that area was too creepy for even me to walk through. Actually, I would've explored the sub-basement, but at the time there was a foot of water down there. The huge boilers were located in this room.Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-81744218892982617072015-10-26T18:46:00.001-07:002015-10-27T04:37:01.242-07:00Rare Photograph of Memphis School before the Third-Floor Addition!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A SUPER rare image of our old school in it's original build with only TWO floors, not three-floors like we all remember. This image was taken sometime before 1919, which is the year the third floor was added.</div>
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As you know, I have a selection of old text books from Memphis School, some of which were from my own classes. I also have a few non-text books that I still have including these two seasonal ones. Recently, I even found a handful of the old Scholastic paperback books that I ordered while at Memphis. <br />
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I know we're still a couple months out from Halloween, but take a closer look at one of the images that Russ Kawentel recently shared with us. Look at the center basement window in the lower left side. There seems to be some type of apparition in the school gym.<br />
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During the time I was posting the images below regarding the demolition, I couldn't help but to notice what appears to be a face looking back at Russ during the time he snapped this picture.<br />
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Do you remember the eerie experience I had when I visited the school back in October of 2006, eight months before it was torn down? I posted the story back on October 1, 2011. To summarize the event, I entered the school one evening, and during the time I was walking up the stairwell to the third floor, I heard a loud banging noise that sounded like it came from the school gym. Halfway up the stairs, the banging stopped. When I got to the third floor, I saw a silhouette of what looked like someone holding their hands up over their head. I couldn't tell if they were looking at me or out the opposite stairwell windows. Freaked out, I ran down the stairs two and three steps at a time!<br />
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Could the above apparition be related to what I saw that one October evening? And you guys thought I was crazy! :o}<br />
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It was back in June, 2007 that our old school came tumbling down. Fellow Memphis Alum, Russ Kawentel, captured the last days of Memphis School. Click on any image to enlarge.<br />
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After studying Russ' pictures, they reminded me that there was a huge tunnel like area on top of the third floor. During the time I was hired to photograph the school years before it was demolished, I remember going into a huge area that covered the entire footprint of the school. However, it was a cat-walk, you couldn't stand up and basically had to stoop your way around. It was above the third floor. You can see it in the above image and the next two images.<br />
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I actually planned to explore the cat-walks, but chickened out at the last minute. This was when I brought a huge, high candle-powered flashlight with me, but as soon as I got up there, the flashlight I brought turned on, but strangely, didn't light anything up!<br />
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I'm pretty sure this is looking into the auditorium.<br />
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Please find the time to write your memories down and send them to me at: gregoryz@centurylink.net<br />
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We'll post your Memphis School story and it will help offset the sad images above of a great school that was ours, but for a flicker of time.Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-44364497755962461372015-01-24T16:23:00.002-08:002015-03-04T10:39:41.413-08:00Russ Kawentel - Class of 1967<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Recently, I received some great pictures and great memories </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>of Memphis School from</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> a former neighbor of mine, Russ Kawentel. It was nice reading Russ' reflections. I too, hold the bazaars that Russ mentions below as dear memories. I'm happy Russ reminded me of these special times. Let's now read Russ' recollections of our old school. I will also post more of his Memphis School photo-collection soon. Click on the above image or any images to enlarge.</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Thank you, Russ!</i></span><br />
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School as well. I started Kindergarten there in September 1961 (with Miss
Eileen Goodnight, of course) and graduated in 1967. I too was in the safety
patrol. I manned the Memphis Ave crossing along with Bertha Dudley, the school
crossing guard. I also remember the “red-haired librarian” (though I recall it
being bright orange). Her name was Mrs. Marquardt. The photos of the
swings brought back memories of the steel sliding board (burning hot in the
summer) and the monkey bars (no padding underneath). </span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have attached a photo of my graduating class of
1967. I am in the back row, 2</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">nd</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> from right
(click on image to enlarge). You can see how large the class is. Because
they did away with the A and B classes in 1967, my B class was jumped forward
half a year for June graduation. So this photo represents a combination of both
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;">I never had Miss Baker, but my older brother and
sister have vivid memories of her. She was in charge of the school safety
patrol when my brother was a guard, and she demanded army discipline. All the
boys in the patrol would keep a sharp lookout for her Checker car coming out
of the parking lot, and would snap to attention as she drove by. And she would
stand at the top of the staircase at the end of the day,
watching as the students marched single file down the stairs and out the
door for home. No running, no talking, eyes straight ahead, or else. When
my sister's boot came off her foot on the stairs, she was so scared she
just kept on going. She said she never breathed easy until she was
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;">If you remember Miss Dorn (my 1st grade
teacher), she died just a few years ago. Her obituary (with photo) is
at </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"><a href="http://kdoc.us/in-memory-norma-dorn-lathrop/"><span style="color: orange; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">http://kdoc.us/in-memory-norma-dorn-lathrop/</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">.</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;">My favorite teacher was Miss Krzepina in 5th grade.
Years later, my sister, also an elementary school teacher, spoke with her when
she was head of the Cleveland Public School's Math Department. She still
remembered me. I hope for the right reasons.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">My favorite school memory is of the bazaars they
held in the basement gym. Games, contests, and cotton candy. Better than a church
fair. I believe they were held as fund raisers for the PTA.</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i>"I attended Memphis from 1971-75 (3rd-6th grade). Was at Mark Twain K-2nd grade. My favorite memories are Mr. Varga's gym classes, especially the high jump contest and 60 yard dash races. Also, Mr. Sopka sending us down into the basement to get the paddle for swats, all the teachers had him as the disciplinarian guy".</i></div>
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Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-5044189161574682862014-11-16T16:02:00.000-08:002014-11-25T13:52:23.222-08:00Mark William Hollan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As many of you know, I've dedicated this site to Mark William Hollan, who lived a street over from me at 4008 Muriel Avenue. Mark and I attended Memphis during the same time. In fact, we were both in Mrs. Bridges 6th grade class. With a little help from his sister, Liz, I will be posting a few mementos from Mark's Memphis School days. Pictured above is the home that Mark and his family lived at.<br />
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Mark passed away at a young age of 17. He was a really funny kid and did well at Memphis.<br />
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My autograph book with Mark's autograph from our last day at Memphis School. Click your mouse on this image to enlarge. More to come....</div>
Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-75186444448135612602014-10-09T06:07:00.001-07:002020-04-05T13:39:02.948-07:004103 Memphis Avenue<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hi friends...I'm hoping to hear some of your stories about attending our old elementary school at 4103 Memphis Avenue. Email your story with your class photo to zarykfamily@twc.com<br />
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Thank you, GregGreg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869835056648785942.post-47703108691988069202013-08-06T11:06:00.001-07:002020-04-05T13:39:54.633-07:00Aerial View of the neighborhood around Memphis School Site<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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An aerial view of our old neighborhood around the Memphis School property. This is before the new neighborhood farming initiative took over.<br />
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Does anyone have any interesting stories about Memphis? Please send them in soon!Greg and Christine Zarykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01437878989875643762noreply@blogger.com0