The Sports League of Preston County's Past

The tall, red brick building that was once home to Rowlesburg High School still stands after surviving the historic 1985 flood.

After the flood it was no longer used as a school, but today it remains the heart of the community of Rowlesburg – it’s where people meet, festivities are held, weekly dinners are made, etc.

Above the basketball gym on the second floor, visitors can find another mecca of community. For six years, the Preston County Sports Museum has preserved sports memorabilia from the original 10 high schools of Preston County, West Virginia, located in the northern corner of the state, bordering Maryland and Pennsylvania.

In the process, the museum has also preserved memories — of sports rivalry, team spirit and of community — that faded as the county’s high schools closed their doors.

Beginning in 1957, 10 high schools across Preston County closed. Over the years they consolidated into fewer schools, and in 1991 the entire county merged into one high school – Preston High School located in Kingwood.

School consolidation plays a large part in both West Virginia’s history and present. In the 1990s the state closed over 300 schools in attempt to save money, which proved unsuccessful according to a Charleston Gazette investigation.

But for former students of consolidated schools, the loss of a school is intertwined with the loss of their history.

“There was a lot of weeping and mourning going on, especially from the elders and people who graduated from here,”  says Anna Nassif, a former student of Rowlesburg High School. “It was a terrible loss, and I don’t think people have gotten over it.”

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Siblings George and Anna Nassif stand with Charles Wotring who helped construct the Preston County Sports Museum. They are outside of the former Rowlesburg High School.

The Museum

Anna graduated from Rowlesburg High in 1951. She helped design the Preston County Sports Museum, which features memorabilia from the former high schools — Arthurdale, Aurora, Bruceton, Fellowsville, Kingwood, Masontown Valley, Newburg, Rowlesburg, Terra Alta and Tunnelton.

In closing those 10 schools, the county lost 10 competitive sports teams and the rich sports legacy each team built over the decades. That is something Anna’s brother, George Nassif, is familiar with. He played baseball, basketball and football at the now-shuttered Rowlesburg High.

George graduated in 1958. He still remembers almost every game and every player.

Framed photos of war veterans line the walls of the stairs leading up to the sports museum. George remembers the veterans as legendary athletes.

“And this fella was the best basketball player to ever come out of Rowlesburg. James Ayersman. He’d give demonstrations dribbling between his legs and so forth,” he says.

At the top of the stairs the hallway opens into a big hall of memorabilia. There are mannequins sporting the original sports uniforms. There are 10 banners on the museum’s wall recognizing each of the schools in their “hall of fame.”

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Displays in the room featuring sports teams created during the years of consolidation. In 1991 the schools were consolidated into one high school, Preston High School in the town of Kingwood.

Hinting at the rivalry that still exists today, Anna says they intentionally painted the walls of the museum a neutral shade that would not favor any one school’s colors.

“To insist on we’re going to have this hall and it’s going to be painted this color – not green, not purple. Gray – so all the colors could come out,” she says.

On the left is a room dedicated to the high school teams that formed during the years of consolidation. On the right, is a room featuring all the original schools.

Pre-consolidation years

It is a dark room, with spotlights shining on 10 different sports displays, each representing one of the schools.

The structure of all the displays is the same, yet again not to prioritize any one school. They are handmade, including a table with a wooden backdrop to hang things on.

There are awards, photos, letterman jackets, shoes, jerseys, etc – all donated from former players and their families, people who at one point were fierce competitors. Even without the schools the rivalries remain alive, so keeping all the memorabilia in Rowlesburg was contentious.

“To ask people to bring their things to Rowlesburg – I didn’t think it was possible,” George says.

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The Rowlesburg High School fight song.

There is a CD featuring former students singing their school’s song. Anna even sings the Rowlesburg fight song with a line that includes, “Comrades old and comrades new, cheer for Rowlesburg High we say…”

Walking through the museum, different memorabilia sparks memories for George.

“When we played the first football game under the lights September 6, 1957 in Kingwood – the whole town came out,” he says. “We played Terra Alta and our nemesis Ron Lewis – his shoes are over there and I’m sure I got a few cleats in me from those shoes.”

He points out a 1957 basketball team photo in the Rowlesburg display. The photo is gray and white, not quite in focus and weathered from time, but George can still name each player, including himself.

“We were going to play against that darn team Aurora. They beat us by three points and went all the way to the final,” he says.

He finds a picture in the Aurora display. It is of Bucky Bolyard. He was one of the top athletes in the whole county, and he only could see out of one eye.

“I got to play against him my freshman year. He was a senior,” George says. “When he jumped, he went way up there. And he knew where the ball was going if he missed.”

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A cutout photo featuring Bucky Bolyard, one of Aurora’s top basketball players. He was blind in one eye.

Bucky averaged 30 points a game.

There are records of the score from almost every sports game between the 10 high schools in the museum.

George says every game was packed with the high school’s respective towns. It was like an entire sports league all within one county. In fact, it is believed that the organized basketball league among the 10 high schools was the first of its kind in the state.

George recalls one basketball game at Fellowsville High School.

“It was famous. It was a very tight stadium, very close in, it was hot, tempers were fired up,” he says.

The bleachers were positioned right behind the one basket net, and the crowd did things that would never be allowed today.

“So when you shoot a foul shot they’d shake the ball out,” George says.

There are also stories of people pulling player’s pants down or throwing a coke bottle at them.

“But it was all in good fun, nobody ever got hurt,” he says.

There was also a lot of chanting from the crowds. George and Anna sing some of the old Rowlesburg cheers – where their colors were orange and black.

Some of the lines include, “Orange Black, set em’ back, way back.”

And, “You can, you can, you know you can, you must, Beat, beat, beat, beat Kingwood High School.”

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The display for the former Terra Alta High School. The consolidation years lasted from 1957 until 1991.

The way Anna speaks of the original 10 high schools and the towns they were in, it is almost as if they are synonymous. She uses the words “town” and “school” interchangeably.

“If you look around in here there are 10 mascots for each of the 10 original towns,” she says.

Post-consolidation years

Anna says a bit of each town died as the 10 high schools closed.

“The feeling of loyalty toward a place, toward your roots, I don’t think it happened with those kids that graduated in the last 20 some or 30 some years,” she says.

It is not necessarily that students in Preston County do not care, but rather they just do not know about the history. The glory days of the 10 high schools and their sports teams was over 60 years ago.

George says he was surprised while leading a tour of the exhibit with some sixth-graders from Aurora last year. He showed them the picture of the Aurora sports hero Bucky Bolyard – the one-eyed basketball player mentioned earlier – and none of them knew of him. 

“They all looked quizzical and they didn’t know Bucky Bolyard. So that’s what we’re talking about,” he said.

For George, knowing about the county’s sports heroes like Bucky is a must, and that is why George and Anna are so passionate about the museum. They want today’s kids growing up in Rowlesburg, or Terra Alta, or any town in Preston County to understand and cherish that history. To have a love for their small town and the sports heroes that came before them.

This story is part of an episode of Inside Appalachia that explores school consolidation through sports. Listen to the episode here.

Missouri Man Accused of Trump Threat Sentenced in W.Va.

An armed Missouri man accused of threatening President Donald Trump during a traffic stop in West Virginia was sentenced Wednesday to 90 days in jail.

Eric Leonardo Charron of Kansas City, Missouri, pleaded guilty in Preston County Magistrate Court to reckless driving and being a prohibited person in possession of a firearm. He was given credit for 36 days served.

State police said Charron was going 130 mph (209 kph) on Interstate 68 when he was pulled over March 27 near Bruceton Mills.

Trooper D.W. Satterfield said in a criminal complaint that the 42-year-old Charron claimed to be running late to a dinner with Trump and also wanted “to meet with the leader of the Army to return a phone.”

When he asked Charron whether he had any explosives, the suspect replied, “not a whole lot.”

Charron was then asked to exit the vehicle, and Satterfield said the remote key for the trunk did not work. Charron said that he had tampered with the fuses in an effort “to keep the CIA from listening to him through the radio,” the complaint said.

A vehicle search turned up a handgun, 300 rounds of ammunition and gunpowder. Also found were manuscripts written by Charron containing subjects ranging from levitating watercraft and time travel to mythical creatures.

Charron also said he received his invitation to the White House through “special hearing” which “would tell him to do bad things once he arrived at the White House or The Pentagon,” according to the complaint.

Charron’s pupils were dilated despite standing outside his car in bright conditions. When asked whether he had consumed any narcotics, Charron admitted using methamphetamine regularly, Satterfield said.

Satterfield said he didn’t notice any luggage in the vehicle and that Charron told him he had left his residence the previous night and drove nearly 13 hours.

Missouri Man Stopped on Way to White House Charged in Preston Co. Court

A Missouri man who was arrested Wednesday on his way to the White House and Pentagon has been identified through a criminal complaint. The traffic stop shut down Interstate 68 in Preston County for hours.

A criminal complaint filed with the Preston County Magistrate Court states that 42-year-old Eric Charron of Kansas City, Missouri was traveling at 130 miles per hour before being stopped by Trooper First Class D.W. Satterfield of the West Virginia State Police.

During the traffic stop, Charron told Satterfield he was running late to a dinner with President Trump and also would be meeting Army officials at the Pentagon.

According to the complaint, Charron admitted to possessing a 9mm handgun. Asked whether he had explosives he stated “not a whole lot.”

Satterfield searched the vehicle and discovered a 9mm handgun, around 300 rounds of ammunition and an unknown amount of gunpowder. Also located were manuscripts written by Charron on subjects related to time travel, levitating watercraft and mythical creatures such as the “Chupacabra.”

Later, Charron told Satterfield he received his invitation to the White House through “special hearing.” He also admitted to using methamphetamine regularly for approximately two years.

Charron was arrested and charged with reckless driving and unlawfully possessing a firearm. He is currently being held, in lieu of $10,000 bond, at the Tygart Valley Regional Jail and Correctional Facility.

 

February 8, 1915: Photographer Volkmar Wentzel Born in Germany

Photographer Volkmar Wentzel was born in Germany on February 8, 1915. He and his family immigrated to New York State when he was 11. He eventually ended up in Preston County, West Virginia, where he attended high school.

As a teenager, he joined up with some Washingtonians who’d formed an artists’ colony in the forests of Preston County. While working at the artists’ colony, Wentzel built a darkroom in a pump house and began shooting local scenery for postcards.

First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt acquired some of his postcards when she traveled through the area to Arthurdale—the nation’s first resettlement community during the New Deal.

Wentzel was a writer and photographer for National Geographic from the 1930s until the 1980s. His articles and photographs ranged from pre-war Sweden to the wedding of African tribal royalty. He also took the first photographs of little-known Nepal. One of his first major assignments was to take photos for a 1940 article about West Virginia. In 1957, National Geographic published his second West Virginia article, featuring haunting, artistic images of Harpers Ferry.

Volkmar Wentzel died in Washington in 2006 at age 91.

November 13, 1879: Arthurdale Educator Elsie Clapp Born

Educator Elsie Clapp was born on November 13, 1879, in Brooklyn Heights. She was influenced by progressive educator John Dewey, who believed that schools should have a direct impact on the communities they serve.

In 1934, Clapp brought this philosophy with her to West Virginia as director of the community school at Arthurdale. The Preston County town was the first of the nation’s New Deal subsistence homesteads. A pet project of First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt, Arthurdale was intended to give unemployed miners and their families a fresh start.

Clapp believed that Arthurdale’s school should tap into the students’ rural heritage and prepare them for real-life situations. For instance, they learned how to measure lumber for houses and built fiddles and guitars to be played at community square dances.

Ultimately, though, her strategy was rejected. The school was refused accreditation because it didn’t meet state standards. Others criticized Clapp for failing to prepare students to live in the modern world. She left after only two years at Arthurdale, and Preston County took over the school. But, her community-based approach to education would later become much more widely adopted.

Memoir Looks at Appalachia Through a Photojournalist's Eyes

Nancy Abrams is the author of a new memoir The climb from Salt Lick published by WVU press. The book is about her experience as a young photojournalist from the Midwest moving to Preston County to live and work. Abrams documents how she came to love West Virginia and the people who live here. Kara Lofton spoke with Abrams about the new book and what it means to write honestly about one’s own life. 

LOFTON: You begin the book in the early 1970s when you came to West Virginia as an intern at a small-town newspaper in Preston County, at which point you fell in love with West Virginia and ended up returning after you graduated from college. What was the draw for you?

ABRAMS: Well, I saw the opportunity to do work that was meaningful and still have time to have a family – to combine work and a private life was really always my ultimate goal.

LOFTON: Throughout your book you infer and talk directly about being a feminist, and that a work-life balance was really important to you, and how you didn’t want to work for a big newspaper in Miami. How did working for a small-town newspaper afford you that potential? Do you feel like you achieved that goal?

ABRAMS: Well yes, I do think I achieved that goal. But what’s important is, I’m a control freak. And when you’re put in a box as a photographer or a writer or an editor or the designer – especially in print – the package is really important. So to me, to come to Preston County and be able to take the pictures and write the story and lay out the finished product – to see it – was really important to me.

In most big newspapers you have to fit into a small compartment. At a weekly newspaper, you have to do every job and at the Preston County News it included inserting Murphy Mart flyers and folding them up and stamping addresses on them, then dragging the newspapers to the post office. That’s not so glamorous. And that first summer, you know, I even pasted up ads. But that combination of skills to make that whole package – the words and pictures and the design – was really important to me and the Preston County News gave me the opportunity to do that.

LOFTON: Part of working for a small town newspaper is being deeply embedded in the community. Was it difficult for you to break into the community? Did being an outsider who was committed to the community made your work more difficult or easier?

ABRAMS: I think there’s a process of becoming part of the community. For newcomers to West Virginia, I usually tell them that it will take two years for you to find your circle, to find your tribe. And you have to prove over and over again that you’re here for the long haul – you’re not here to take the riches and run, which is the history of this state.

I volunteered at the local high school teaching journalism. I took kayaking classes, and activities with people in the community. I do think my softball team had a whole lot to do with welcoming [me] to the community because when you’re a part of a team, you put on a uniform. But it wouldn’t have worked if I hadn’t been honest, if I hadn’t had good intentions.

Be nice, be kind, be generous, be honest. And those are those are instructions for anywhere you’re going to live.

LOFTON: Throughout the book you are rather honest and open about a number of things including various sexual exploits and use of pot. As a young woman, why did you decide to include those elements in your book.

ABRAMS: I’m crazy. It’s part of my commitment to honesty. One of my fears with this book was that people would read it and not be my friend anymore. You know, I have different circles of friends and I thought some of them would be shocked.

But it didn’t make sense without that. It is putting myself out there and it’s embarrassing and I’ve had a couple of instances where people have stood up in a room when I walked in and said ‘I can’t believe you wrote about your husband’s penis!’ And I’m blushing right now to even talk about that. But a good friend of mine said ‘Don’t leave out the naughty bits.’ And I think that’s good advice. Again, Honesty. Honesty. Honesty. Honesty. It’s really important, especially in this these times.

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