We all were from humble beginnings. WC was certainly not the top prep school in the area nor did it have the broadest ciriculum, BUT all of our classmates, with whom we are in contact today, have led decent lives, prospered and have been assets to society. All credit to their families, churches and in no small part, our teachers. We had world-class teachers before anyone knew what that meant. In no order and knowing that not all are credited here, I must mention:

Miss Marsh, whom I credit today with my ability to write and speak proper colloquial American English. That discipline is rapidly being lost in America today, because no one cares anymore. I think about her often and wish that I had told her what I now realize today, that her contributions were critical to our success.
Mr. Johnson, for my appreciation of the fine art of human social interaction.
Mr. Huffman, for my love of my country and just how lucky I am to live here.
Mr. Strahan, for his unwavering support of my dream to become an engineer and working beyond the call of duty after hours to teach me what I could not obtain from the available ciriculum (calculus, etc) that I needed to be accepted into engineering school.
Mr. Robbins, who instilled in me a lifelong love of music, which came into full bloom when at the age of 35, I started fifteen years of music and piano lessons, learned to read three staffs at once and finally became an (unaccomplished) theater organist, playing genuine in-theater, Wurlitzer, theater pipe organs, which I still enjoy today.

I could go on. Suffice it to say that we were in the right place at the right time in history to allow us to be exposed to a wonderful WC experience, which sadly no longer exists - anywhere.

Mike