Nancy Moate:
CLASS OF 1966
Logan High SchoolClass of 1966
Logan, WV
Emory University - Graduate SchoolClass of 1980
Atlanta, GA
Wake Forest UniversityClass of 1970
Winston salem, NC
Holden Central Elementary SchoolClass of 1959
Holden, WV
Nancy's Story
I may win the prize for the dorkiest "then" picture. I have been inspired by my husband's high school website (East Forsyth, NC, class of 69), and turning 60, to update information and connect with old friends. Mostly I have been a workaholic for many years now. I enjoy the intellectual stimulation of working - Rick says it is my hobby. We were not blessed with the children we would have welcomed into our family which, I am sure, would have taken up much of our time. In 1978, I went to Emory Business School for a graduate degree and have worked in the Accounting field since then, staying in the Atlanta area. In 1996, we built a home on 16 acres near Monroe, Georgia. We stay busy with the housework and yard work. It has a small town atmosphere and we have often commented that we feel as though we have been transported back in time 50 years. (Rick grew up near Kernersville, NC.) We always see someone we know when we go out and have been amazed at the friendliness and warmth we have encountered. The first church we attended out here had 4 generations of families attending in some families but still welcomed us as part of the body. We were led to move to another local church which has the best praise team and anointed preaching I have ever heard. We have really grown there. Rick works in the sound booth and I am part of a ministry team every other week that greets visitors and delivers home-baked bread and cookies to new guests. I do the baking for my team and enjoy it. Nearly each year for 4 nights Easter week, the church presents the entire life of Christ with about 240 characters in music and drama at an outdoor amphitheater on the church property. Some people play multiple parts because the church only has about 350 members. We begin preparations in Jan/Feb - I work on wardrobe during that time. During the actual presentation, I work backstage with props and anything else that needs to be done. My secondary job is shoveling dry ice into 5 gal buckets which are carried to the dry ice machines for the finale. It is a ve...Expand for more
ry professional and elaborate production including Jesus rising and flying out over the audience during the ascension scene. Several thousand people see it each year and many are led to the Lord or re-dedicate their lives to Him each night. It is the best part of my year.
We are blessed with the neighbors on our street who are very diverse but get along extremely well.
For entertainment, we support the local community theater group. If you were wondering what family in the US did not go digital and is now sitting with a blue screen on their TV, that would be us. We do not have cable on our street, there is no antenna reception to speak of and we do not watch enough to justify a dish. We are watching all the movies some friends gave us when they converted to DVD. Our player has video and DVD. Maybe we will change the situation later.
I remember when Anne, Geraldine and I got busted for eating our lunches in a classroom rather than the cafeteria. The principal screamed at us and we had to go see the dean of women who politely asked us how school was going at which time we stopped shaking. Recently, the lawyers at the company I work for decided to include in the employee manual a requirement that employees eat in the breakroom and not at their desks. I realized I had not come very far at all. I ignored it.
The story I tell people the most from high school was the time the band played at a funeral service in the cemetery. Drums were on tom-tom. One of the trombone players passed out, not from the heat, but from the eeriness of it. They laid him out among the tombstones with his trombone at his side, unintentionally making him look like a corpse. As each row of band members marched by, laughter erupted in a wave from the front of the band to the back. People always suspect that I am making up the story. One young band director actually got mad at me because she did not like to be put on.
If you have not been attending the reunions, please do. They are so much fun! Anne and I have only missed one. Hope to see you there.
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