I spent the first 7 years of schooling here. It has been bulldozed away. Now it is in the land of Never-More; only memories and a few photos are left.
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ROCK, BACK IN THE 70'S WATERMANSTREET SCHOOL IS WHERE THE WALKER SCHOOL OPENED AFTER IT GOT TOO BIG FOR THE EPISCOPAL CHURCH. WE WERE GOING TO SEND OUR OLDEST DAUGHTER, ASHLEE THERE, BUT OUR POCKETS WERE NOT DEP ENOUGH. PIERRE
I got in trouble for climbing out a second story window to retrieve an object of mine thrown by someone else whose name escapes me as does the thrown object. A T-shirt, perhaps? The window opened onto the roof of the covered entrance.
Remember the newspaper shed? If you were very good, you got to go stack papers in the shed. School must have been really awful if that was a reward.
We moved and I went to Park Street School for the 7th grade. It still exists.
Pierre, If we had decided to send our boys to Walker I would have to take them over every morning before anybody go there so they could slip in without paying the tuition or tell them we were part of a ghetto exchange program or something.
Mike, As far as I know Park Street School is still in operation. The last I heard a first cousin's wife was teaching there. In the 6th grade at Waterman Street Van Calloway rammed me against the fire escape which put a gash in my forehead. I bled and bed and my daddy, working at the Marietta Police, rushed over and took me to the old hospital where Dr. Haygood put about five stiches in my forehead, which for a while made me look like the Franenstein Monster - I got all kinds of attention, which means I won.
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ROCK,
BACK IN THE 70'S WATERMANSTREET SCHOOL IS WHERE THE WALKER SCHOOL OPENED AFTER IT GOT TOO BIG FOR THE EPISCOPAL CHURCH. WE WERE GOING TO SEND OUR OLDEST DAUGHTER, ASHLEE THERE, BUT OUR POCKETS WERE NOT DEP ENOUGH.
PIERRE
I got in trouble for climbing out a second story window to retrieve an object of mine thrown by someone else whose name escapes me as does the thrown object. A T-shirt, perhaps? The window opened onto the roof of the covered entrance.
Remember the newspaper shed? If you were very good, you got to go stack papers in the shed. School must have been really awful if that was a reward.
We moved and I went to Park Street School for the 7th grade. It still exists.
Mike D
Pierre, If we had decided to send our boys to Walker I would have to take them over every morning before anybody go there so they could slip in without paying the tuition or tell them we were part of a ghetto exchange program or something.
Mike, As far as I know Park Street School is still in operation. The last I heard a first cousin's wife was teaching there. In the 6th grade at Waterman Street Van Calloway rammed me against the fire escape which put a gash in my forehead. I bled and bed and my daddy, working at the Marietta Police, rushed over and took me to the old hospital where Dr. Haygood put about five stiches in my forehead, which for a while made me look like the Franenstein Monster - I got all kinds of attention, which means I won.
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