I remember when I first moved to Lubbock in late 1929. Brother John T. Smith was the minister here at Broadway. I attended a class that he taught, and it was there that he encouraged and strongly urged us to go out and visit people telling them about Jesus and the gospel. I had never done anything like that before, but I determined to try. It proved to be a great blessing. Gertrude Dye and Lola McDonald were two who visited with us. Lola did a lot of personal work and was good at it. I also remember Norvel and Helen visiting my mother; also Alice and George Stephenson -- and of course Horace. Mother was in a wheel chair for 11 years. Bless Horace, he was with me when Mother died.

Creola McPhail

One Lord's day Ann Smith, daughter of John T. Smith, was sitting up in the balcony. She had a habit of mimicking her father's hand movements. He stopped his sermon and looked up into the balcony. Every member down stairs looked in the same direction. The entire congregation stared for a minute or so. Then Brother Smith resumed his sermon. One of Orvelle's memories is of the early days of Horace Coffman and himself. They were young and single and often double-dated. They didn't have money for movies, so they would take the girls riding. Sometimes they parked and Horace entertained them. How else -- he sang to them!

Orvelle and Henrietta (Bowlin) McElroy

During the time that I was attending Abilene Christian College, Brother John T. Smith was the preacher for the Broadway Church. Lubbock had just opened the first swimming pool, and Brother Smith preached a series of sermons against Christians using the pool. I was home from college that summer and was going to the pool at six o'clock in the morning before going to work in my father's store. My Dad was Raleigh Martin. Brother Smith gave me a hard time about the swimming pool. The next summer Brother Smith's own son, Warren, was a life guard at the swimming pool. Needless to say, he did not preach any more sermons about using the pool!

When the Broadway Church was meeting in the old wooden building near the depot, it was just called "Church of Christ." Brother Gus Dunn was holding a meeting, and was preaching from a blackboard, using a pointer. Brother Green sat on the front seat and always went to sleep. In the middle of the sermon Brother Dunn stopped and said, "Brother Green, hold this pointer." Brother Green got up and took the pointer. Brother Dunn then said, "Hold it higher, still higher. O.K., you are awake now, you can sit down." I was just a small boy then, and I have never forgotten this incident.

Edwin D. Martin

When I have a "Broadway" dream, it always involves the basement in the old building. The "U" shaped hall was very dark and scary to me and I was glad when those classes were moved. But some of my favorite memories were in that basement. Although I cannot remember the specific Bible stories taught to me, I very definitely remember the Christian attitudes taught by example. Nila Green, Cora Faye Huff, and Veta Rae Tatum by their presence and example left me with a good feeling. I could tell they loved the Lord and I could feel that they loved me.

My, how I treasured G. C. Brewer! I was heart-broken when he left and a very young stranger came to fill his place. The first day when Norvel Young began his ministry at Broadway, I left church early and walked home alone, crying all the way. Little did I know how I would come to love and respect Norvel and Helen.

One evening in October 1945, I attended a Halloween party that was held in the basement. After the party several of us waited on the front steps for our ride home. To entertain ourselves we slid down the concrete banisters beside the front steps. By the time our parents picked us up, the seats of our costumes were gone - worn through.

Broadway will always be close to my heart. It was there I grew up, learned my values, obeyed the Lord, married, and started my family. My four children received a good Christian foundation from many of the same teachers who helped train me. Thanks for the memories.

Pat (Pruitt) Scott

Do You Remember?

The John T. Smiths lived east of Avenue Q on 16th Street. Our earliest memory of them is one of breaking open a watermelon in their front yard on a bright afternoon. He had some tricks in teaching Ladies Bible Class to aid their remembering different facts. Instead of saying they would begin studying the second chapter next week, he would say, "We will begin on the twoeth chapter. Now, I dare you to forget it."

The basement of the building on Broadway and Avenue N at first had classrooms around the outside and one large semi-finished large inner meeting room without windows. There, ladies worked on quilting frames, assembling those beautiful quilts that are still cherished today. In those days the church owned a private home in which the preacher and his family resided. The G. C. Brewers lived in the "church house" on the southwest corner of Avenue T and 16th Street. It is still standing.

G. C. Brewer may well have been the greatest preacher of this century. He had memorized great portions of the Bible. Even more important, he had a deep understanding of the scriptures. He had great foresight, and, looking back, most of his prophecies have come true.

Brother Brewer had great interest in young people. He always taught a junior or senior high Bible Class on Sunday morning, and began a young people's meeting before church on Sunday afternoons. Even after he left Broadway, when he returned for a visit he would call the young people together to teach them a new song or give a short lesson.

G. C. Brewer was himself an audio-visual. He would tell those great Old Testament Bible stories Sunday morning, acting out all the parts, changing his voice to falsetto for Delilah, swinging his arms violently as Samson broke his bonds, using the whole pulpit as a stage for his performance. We little kids all sat on the front row, our mouths open and our eyes glued to him as he taught us the Bible.

Vacation Bible School was a great event in those days. Brother Brewer would speak to the assembly on the subject, "Your Sins Will Soon Find You Out," then tell us of the mischief he got into when he was a child, and getting caught. It was great fun, hearing about Brother Brewer getting into trouble. He also had deep sermons, warning about the possibility of the church developing problems that have come to pass today.

Then there was the time Brother Brewer took his nephew and me rabbit hunting with a .22 rifle east of the Lubbock cemetery on the edge of the canyon. His coffee making was a legend, putting several cups of grounds in a can and boiling it over a fire. It means a lot to me that I was baptized by G. C. Brewer one Wednesday night. We need him around today.

You have seen pictures of the Broadway building on Avenue N with its wide concrete steps leading up to the large columns above. What you cannot see are the children climbing to the top and sliding down the banisters, jumping off just before hitting the end, while their parents stood around visiting. When designing the new building at Avenue T, one of the prime necessities was to have an indoor area, the present foyer, so people could stand around and visit after church out of the weather.

During World War II the commandant for Lubbock Army Flying School, now Reese AFB, was Colonel Gilbert. He and his wife were Christians and attended Broadway. He was instrumental in aiding servicemen who were stationed here. There were many of our number in the armed services and a few gold stars in windows of some homes. It was a time of closeness as we all shared the anguish of war and prayed constantly for its conclusion.

On Wednesday nights Brother Brewer developed a true prayer meeting, which Norvel Young later dubbed "The Hour of Power." At this special service all the songs were prayer songs, addressed to God or Jesus. There were two or three readings from the Psalms, and a "season of prayer," during which men of the congregation would be moved to offer a prayer from their hearts. This lasted as long as anyone wanted to pray. Sometimes before the service the song leader would take requests, allowing the members to select the songs. At other times there might be a "season of song" when men would lead a verse of one of their favorites. Following the devotional service, Brother Brewer would talk for five or ten minutes, which, for him, was quite an accomplishment since his sermons might easily last an hour or more.

Evergreen Valley Ranch, west of Las Vegas, New Mexico, had a lodge and five log cabins for guests to stay in while fishing for mountain trout. Usually during the week we would take a horse-back trip over a mountain into the adjacent valley to fish in a small stream unspoiled by other fishermen. One such trip involved two and one-half hours in the saddle each way. Lunch was packed into a fishing creel and had to suffice until the return that evening. After about 30 minutes on the trail, Norvel Young decided he was so hungry he would eat his lunch then. At noon, when the others stopped fishing to have a snack, Norvel had nothing to eat. Needless to say by the time he returned to the cabin many hours later, he was famished.

The things I miss the most are the great gospel meetings each spring and fall with the scores of responses, the Vacation Bible schools, and the picnics in the park with the tubs of iced down soda pop and the freezers of ice cream on a hot summer day with the kids running around yelling and playing. I miss the coliseum meetings and the thrill that ran down my back when 10,000 Christians, together, sang, "When We All Get To Heaven." Most of all, I miss G. C. Brewer.

Jack Rigney

I remember Mrs. Nordyke who was crippled and stooped, but she visited the hospital each week taking flowers when she had them.

I remember Ann Smith, Brother John T. Smith's daughter, and our trips to Clark's Drug for cokes. We spent our Sunday school money and soon got caught. She said, "Why should I put my money in? It just comes back to me."

I remember when the teacher had grade cards for the students.

Mrs. Pat (Rayma Cobb) Patterson

When my daughter, Nicky Standlee, was about three years old, Lucille McCorkle was her Sunday school teacher. One Sunday as we sat waiting for church to start, Lucille walked in at the front of church and Nicky whispered to me, "Mommy, there's my Jesus." She thought that because Lucille taught them to give their money to Jesus, and then she proceeded to take up the collection.

For a long time Horace Coffman taught the boys to lead singing. He taught my son, Mike Robinson, when he was about six or seven. Mike has been singing and leading singing ever since.

I remember Mrs. J. W. Wallace, my Sunday school teacher when I was a teen-ager. She took us girls on a camping trip to Christoval, Texas. It was the best time I had ever had. She was a great Christian lady. After I had been married about a year, she told me she was going to send me back to my Mother because Mother had always dressed me in red. Mrs. Wallace said she hadn't seen me in a red dress since I married.

Lou Beth (Taft) Robinson

In 1975 we were living in Memphis and preparing to go back to serve in mission work in Canada. Although we had heard and read about Broadway, we had never even met one person who was currently living in Lubbock and worshipping with Broadway.

Suddenly, on a day before two major exams, I received a surprising call from Gene Linn. The reception was poor because they were out on the Mississippi River on the Memphis Queen. I met Gene and Vema for lunch. We enjoyed a great talk together and a delicious catfish dinner. Later Gene went back and reported our discussion to the Mission Committee. Within two months we were in Lubbock for a couple of weeks, making preparations for our mission to Regina, Saskatchewan.

Our 16-year association with Broadway began with a fuzzy phone call from someone whom we had never met.

Al Meakes

Do You Remember?

Kay especially recalls the 1980 or 1981 beginning of the Sunday night children's Bible hour. She called it "Agape" and gathered a crew of creative helpers, including several of our university students. On the very first Sunday night a crowd of children waited excitedly to ride that new elevator to the third floor where they could see the rainbow sign glow in the black lights. Writing the curriculum fresh each week as they made their way through both Old and New Testament stories and principles was quite a challenge. Skits, puppets, dramatic reenactments, singing and competition were regular parts of the efforts to make the Bible come alive for these youngsters. She remembers with delight the comments of parents who told her that it was their kids insisting on coming back to church Sunday night that got them there.

I find it hard to select only a few special memories, but one which will forever be with me is my prayer time with John White. John was my supervising elder most of the time I was there. We regularly kept in touch about a myriad of things related to my ministry and prayed together. Occasionally he would just drop by the student center, poke his head in my office and say something like, "I've really had a hard morning and just need to pray with you." I always counted it an honor to pray with such a spiritual giant and I often went to him for counsel and prayer.

Glimpses of marvelous times crowd my mind as I reminisce. Loading trucks and trailers for the group we sent to begin a new campus ministry in Seattle, Washington, in 1978. The early morning circle of prayer and singing in the street before they drove away. Volleyball and devotionals in the parks and on both campuses. Baptisms at all hours of the night and our welcome circles around the new Christian in the narrow hallway behind the baptistry. Many late night counseling sessions and Bible studies. Retreats in the canyon including lantern-light walks along the creek for late night devotionals. Friendly competitions of all kinds, outstanding students who yearned to learn more and studied hard to make the grade in the elective credit courses. Work and laughter with Joe Barnett, Morene Howell, Milton Jones, Mike Washburn, Tim Talley, King Burney, Maggie Orr, Bob Mize, Ken Dye, Ron Rose, John Paul Blankenship, Gary Evans, Mark Williams, Terry Cartwright, Ray Fulenwider, Randy Schilling, Kevin Bolton, Preston Shepherd, Horace Coffman, and many, many more with whom I began precious relationships while at Broadway.

It is a wonderful legacy of love, still in place for many generations to come. We pray that many more blessings will follow with experiences of Christ's love in the Broadway community of faith.

Charles and Kay Mickey

I remember "Brother Wrigley," the gum man, and visits to see him and Jewell after his stroke. I remember Bible classes and Thursday School, where the "best rester" award never seemed to come my way. I remember getting my foot stuck in one of the theater chairs in the auditorium and the attention from many of the college students.

Tiffany Mickey

My favorite memories from Broadway are vivid. I remember my teacher Mrs. Garner, and I also remember the Living Bible Center where we learned the creation with real things. I also remember the fish pond on the second floor and playing on the elevator with Mac Compton and Jason Rogers. Probably my clearest memory is from Agape. I used to play in the wooden puppet house while my mom was getting ready for class to start. After all these years I still remember the games like "Go Fishing" and skits like "School Days."

Tami Mickey

One day in the early 1950's we came to the Broadway building for Wayne to visit with Norvel. Entering the west door a small group of people, including Helen Young, were exclaiming and crying happily. Wiping tears away, Helen explained, "We have just learned that Broadway has made its yearly budget!" I was impressed by the joy to the point of tears, because of meeting a budget goal.

Mrs. Wayne (Callie) Mickey

My earliest memory of Broadway was attending a gospel meeting when we were visiting here from out of town. The night services were conducted on the church lawn in front of the old building on Broadway and Avenue N. We sat in cane bottom chairs and the children slept on the grass.

Rudell Miller

Some of my most pleasant memories of being a member of Broadway involves visiting some of our missionaries overseas when Randolph was chairman of Foreign Missions. We have always been interested in mission work and we also liked to travel, so we were pleased to include them on our agenda.

We visited Gerardo Garro and his family in Barcelona, Spain; Friedel Goebbels, Irene Johnson, and Heinz and Ruth Mueller in Frankfurt, Germany; the Raymond Hill family and Harry Hardy in Liverpool, England; George Robinson and family in Belfast, Ireland; and the Alex Strachan family in Glenrothes Fife, Scotland.

Getting to know these dedicated Christians and see the work they were doing enriched our lives. Being a member of a caring, loving family of God is a blessing beyond measure.

Mrs. Randolph (Lois) Mills

It was in 1973 when Charlotte and I came to work with the Broadway church at the time Joe Barnett and Ray Fulenwider had toured the churches, which had the biggest Sunday schools. The plan was to add staff. I don't know which number I was at that point, but to any old-timers it must have seemed we were "hiring ministers" at every turn.

On our first Sunday I was wanting to meet as many as I could, especially after the bulletin announcement had come out the week before. I stood in the back hallway. I was shaking hands and having a great time when Brother J. H. Bennett approached me, walking shakily with the aid of a cane. He was slightly stooped, but when we met he looked up with his face turned to one side and one eye slightly squinted. He asked, "And who are you?" I introduced myself as the new minister who had been hired to lead in the outreach ministry of the church. His response was a classic. "A new minister! We have so many preachers around here now that they are shaking hands with each other!"

Bob Mize

When my family moved to Lubbock from Ralls we started going to church at Broadway and Avenue N. I especially remember all of those steps at the front of the building we had to climb to get into the auditorium. I don't remember ever counting them, but there were a lot of them.

I lived away from here for several years, but when I returned here after my husband died, the church had moved to Broadway and Avenue T. I was sure glad to see that the auditorium was at ground level.

Juanita (Chance) Moncrief

I will never forget Easter Sunday in 1951. We went to church services at Broadway and were greeted by Bill Rogers. I knew him because he had treated a dog for me. When he saw me he said, "Oh, you are one of those Easter goers." Well, we really were, but the next Sunday we got up and went back to church. I looked Bill up to let him know we were just not "Easter goers." We kept going back, started visiting the Sunday school class that met in the Fellowship Hall, went to their fellowships, and studied with some of them. Evelyn, Sue Ann and I were all baptized in 1952. Bill and I became very good friends.

Fraser Moore

There are so many wonderful memories I have of Broadway it is hard to decide which ones are the best. I believe the one that stands out above all the others is the second Sunday of our 1952 meeting with Batsell Barret Baxter. When the invitation song was sung, we had so many responses the men had to go to other congregations to borrow baptismal garments. We had sung the invitation song so many times everyone was so excited. We were about to close when Norvel Young said, "Let's sing one more stanza because here comes Stu Bailey." We had 62 responses, with 38 of them being for baptism.

I remember Mrs. Lucy Behrns coming in with her scarf on and the most angelic expression on her face. She was a dear, just like her sister Gladys Shepard. I remember Alan Bryan walking down the hall with his hand in the air saying, "Brethren, we're on fire for the Lord."

Norvel Young baptized Fraser, Sue Ann and me in 1952. Wesley Davis told us later that had he known we were going to be baptized that day, he would have gone with us. He was baptized the next Sunday.

Other special memories include: Sue Ann and Bob Busby being married in 1960 by George Stephenson with Horace Coffman directing the music; our granddaughter, Belinda Busby and her Dad being baptized here; and Belinda graduating from Olive Price's kindergarten.

I remember the beautiful hats that Mrs. Arthur (Tierce) Lay made. She gave some of them to the ministers' wives, and they wore them with pride. They were simply gorgeous!

I also remember the first sermon Ken Dye preached here. There were lots of announcements, and Ken preached a little too long it seemed, so we that were late getting out. He came back to the foyer to greet people and Fraser said to him, "If you want to get along with the people here, you'd better cut your sermons short." We both thought a lot of Ken. Ken never let Fraser forget that he had said that.

I remember the time in 1953 when I was responsible for washing the communion trays before we had plastic cups. We were to meet on Monday morning at 8:00 a.m. We had to empty the trays, wash with soap and water, boil the cups in vinegar water and dry each one separately and put them back in the trays. Only one other person showed up, and we didn't finish until 1:30 p.m. The next time I double checked to be sure everyone remembered.

I will always remember how Lawrence Green tries to know every member and call each by his first name. He also tries to meet all the visitors and make them feel welcome. He has such a sincere interest in people.

Mrs. Fraser (Evelyn) Moore

In 1942 when we moved to Lubbock, we lived with Mrs. B. C. Linn who worshiped here. We started attending with her. I learned the truth and was baptized in 1957.

In 1972 Veta Edsall and I became involved in visiting shut-ins both in their homes and in nursing homes. We visited about 50 each month and according to a diary I kept, we visited 362 in all. Each time we went to see them we took candy, cookies, or something to eat, and always remembered them at Christmas. These shut-ins were always glad to see us and said they looked forward to our visits.

I have attended Horace Coffman's Sunday morning class for years and can say I have gained much from his teaching. I love the church and have loved all the preachers.

Delora Morris

Do You Remember?

No man lives unto himself. What we see and hear and experience throughout our lifetime has an effect upon not only ourselves, but also upon those with whom we come in contact. Upon reminiscing the past 55 years since I first became acquainted with Broadway Church of Christ, there are several experiences which have affected my life. Not the least of which are the treasured friendships of Christians and the activities that brought us together.

I began attending Broadway in 1936 as a freshman at Tech. I recall that year taking my roommate to hear a series of sermons by John T. Smith, who was the minister at that time. Later, after much study, this lovely lady became a Christian. She remains one of my favorite friends.

My husband was baptized during a meeting held by Reuel Lemmons in November 1949. Norvel Young was the minister at the time and persuaded Reuel to publish this series of sermons because of the great demand. I have a treasured copy, "Abundant Living." I recall the unforgettable Sunday in the summer of 1952 when Batsell Barrett Baxter preached, resulting in 62 responses including 38 baptisms. Very few people left before the service was concluded, long past the lunch hour. The building was filled to overflowing capacity with chairs in all of the aisles. The gospel meeting was extended an extra two days due to the interest and resulted in a total of 128 responses, including a total of 68 baptisms. None of us who attended shall ever forget the experience.

During the very early years at the present location, the Broadway facility was utilized for a kindergarten school administered by Mrs. Jack (Olive) Price and her able assistant, Mrs. Edward (Jewel) Quinsey. My son was in this school. I recall evenings that Harvie Pruitt held forth with his special charisma and kept the attention of so many youngsters in the Fellowship Hall. These people had a lasting influence on many of our children.

I would like to see Broadway use this 100 year celebration as a launching pad for greater work for the glory of our King. With the open doors available in eastern Europe and the entire world, it is evident to me that Christians must not let this opportunity pass. We must have a spiritual revival, a renewing of faith. I believe that the Broadway Church of Christ could and should be a big part in immediately carrying out the Great Commission by faith without wavering for any reason.

Sibyl A. Morrison

I remember from my college days in the early 1970's the first Sunday Ray Fulenwider's daughter was in the worship services after a two-year lifetime of being in the nursery. She was thrilled to spot her daddy as he stood in the aisle to welcome any respondents to the invitation. She escaped from her mother and ran down the aisle to be scooped up by a red faced Ray.

When we first placed membership at Broadway, our daughter Lynsey was about four years old. One Sunday evening she asked to go to the bathroom before services began and I let her go alone. She was gone an extraordinarily long time, and just as I was beginning to have visions of child molesters roaming through the building and snatching my little child, she returned, looking extremely distressed. As soon as she got to me, she began to sob loudly, and I could hardly remain calm enough to find out what had happened to her. As it happened, it was not a child molester. Lynsey had climbed up on the sink to fluff her bangs, and the sink fell away from the wall. She was unhurt, but the restroom was flooded and she was in a complete panic! As new members we were so grateful for the understanding and sense of humor of the Vanderveers!

Jill Moudy

My husband and I moved to Lubbock in August 1975. Therefore, we are not "Old Timers," but I wish we were.

We loved Broadway from the beginning. My husband was ill for several years until his death in 1981. This church has been a great strength to me and my family.

One of my first and sweetest memories of Broadway was before we moved here. We were visiting Doris and Frank, and at the opening prayer Brother Norvel Young knelt at his chair during prayer. He was then, and still is, a great inspiration to me. When we first started our Titus groups, we had one of the "Greatest." The older women were Lola McDonald, Kathryn Linkenhoger, Altha Mack, Pauline Rogers, Colleen Hukle, Verlene Avant and myself. The younger ladies were Lora Evans, Missy Oliver, Linda Cole, Paige Boyd, Anita White, Terri Tindell, Barbara Sucsy and Ann Sims. We all loved each other so much, and we were truly older and younger women helping each other. We met in one of our homes once a month for a devotional, lots of discussion and some kind of refreshments. We truly cried and laughed together.

Esta Lee Mullican

While working for the church in Hereford in 1955, we came to Lubbock to attend a Bible Teacher's Workshop in February. We were so impressed with the number of Bible teachers who had come from congregations all over the brotherhood. When you grow up in a very small congregation, it is very inspirational to see that many Bible teachers in one group. When we moved to Lubbock in January 1956, and of course, we placed membership at Broadway. It is a congregation we love and where our children grew up.

Our story of "thanksgiving" was when God restored Frank's health sufficiently two years ago in 1989 to the extent that he was able to walk with a cane and to escort Cindy down the aisle at her wedding. We felt so fortunate and so blessed.

Frank and Doris Mullican

Wish I had the strength and energy to write as per your letter, but just let me say this: I have been in full time preaching, lecturing and writing, but have been unable to continue my speaking engagements since May 1990 because of an illness. For the past few years I have spent a lot of time in the Far East, and I guess while there I picked up an infectious disease that has been hard to diagnose. I have my 38th publication "on the press," a book of some 550-600 pages.

Once while I was at Broadway some new deacons were being installed. We were being televised and perhaps Brother Alex McDonald was a little nervous. He called on me to lead the prayer, but instead of saying Goebel Music, he said, "Brother George Goebel." I laughed to myself, and went ahead and led the prayer.

When we had completed the new building for the Bible Chair work I ordered two boxes of pencils and pens so as to advertise our work. I typed the order:

Texas Tech Bible Chair 2406 Broadway Lubbock, Texas Goebel Music, Director

I guess the girl or whoever, thought there was a screw loose on the keyboard as the order came back:

Texas Tech Bible Choir 2406 Broadway Lubbock, Texas Goebel, Music Director

There are some personal funnies and I have three large containers full of such. Thanks! God bless! Pray for me. Yours because His,

Goebel Music

Do You Remember?

The centennial year for Broadway also marks my 22nd year of serving the Lord as a preacher of the Word. In many ways those 22 years are a reflection of my heritage in growing up at Broadway. Bob Harp encouraged me to give my first talks in the seventh grade at the 5:00 p.m. youth meeting at the Junior-Senior high Bible Chair. Darrell Rickard would take us boys from the Bible Chair to lead worship services at places like Petersburg, Becton, and Ropesville. These and other youth ministers of 1959-1964 encouraged us to take communion to the shut-ins. I will long remember men like Brother Liff Sanders and a beloved elder like Brother Martin whom we were able to serve and worship with in their homes. I was blessed to preach my graduation from high school sermon on May 24, 1964. 1 will always appreciate the importance and influence of the Broadway youth program.

I hope that all of the plans for the centennial celebration are fruitful. Thank you for offering me this opportunity to say thank you to Broadway.

Penney F. Nichols

I have such happy memories of working in the nursery from 1959-1965. I kept the babies, and I loved every one of them. I have a scrapbook with many of their pictures in it and long lists of their names. I also have clippings about them and pictures when they graduated from high school.

It was always a sad day for me when they were promoted to Mrs. Bartee's group. I had taken care of most of them since they were two weeks old, not only on Sundays and Wednesdays, but also for other get togethers their parents participated in. I remember, too, how nice and thoughtful their parents were. Many of them still keep in touch with me.

Mrs. Ira Millwee

I remember Brother Rigney standing at the door after services and passing out Wrigley's Doublemint gum to the kids. I also remember our prayers for Sunshine Blackwell.

Mrs. John (Mary) Orr

Our three years at Broadway were most memorable. My dream was to build a Bible class of fifteen hundred students, and I remember starting with a class of 90 and watching it build to a high of 857. What a thrill it was to lead that group in singing. It was also a great thrill to baptize and train young men and women for service in the Lord's church. Milton and Barbie Jones are two that come to mind, and what an outstanding job they have done in Seattle.

We loved the family atmosphere at Broadway and the inspiring worship services. Most of all, we loved the people -- loving, interesting, motivated, caring, giving, wonderful people.

I can't close these reflections without mentioning my deepest respect for the outstanding elders of the Broadway church. They were all dear friends. What fond, wonderful memories we have.

Jack F. Paul

When we worshipped in the building at Broadway and Avenue N the couples our age met for Bible class with the "old" couples in the auditorium. We all decided we wanted to have a class of our own. There was no classroom available in the building so we got permission to meet in the small white frame building just west of the brick building. We moved out there and started "the young married" class. Bill Rogers taught us until we could get a regular teacher. Many of us are still at Broadway and meet together in the chapel. Of course we are the "old couples" now.

We have done a lot of church work together and have had lots of fun times together. We have been very close all of these years. I especially remember one time in 1969 when fifteen of us went to Caddo to a cabin the Justiss family owned, and we all slept in one room: 0. R. and Lorena Justiss, Troy and Georgia Womack, Elmer and Callie Caddell, Gene and Eileen Hancock, Weatsie and Earl Pate, Violet and Bailey Wright, Everett Rabun and the two of us with our red sheets, red pajamas and red pin-ups.

Mabry, our son, was about four years old when he got restless during the church service and got out of his seat. He was playing around and got his elbow hung in the song book rack. I tried and tried, but simply could not get it out. He didn't scream out, but stayed quiet. I finally asked the lady sitting next to me to take care of him while I went down to the front to get my Dad, 0. 0. Mabry. When we came back Dad talked very calmly to Mabry while he was getting his knife out of his pocket. He proceeded to remove the screws from the rack, took it off the back of the seat and released a very happy child.

Mrs. Arlon (Viola) Peel

Many men and women participated in the founding of Lubbock Christian University in 1957. Four of the Board chairmen have been Broadway members: Dr. McCorkle, Paul Sherrod, both deceased, Lennis Baker and Gene Hancock, currently Broadway members. Lennis was chairman from 1964-1979 and Gene from 1979 to the present. They have enriched the Broadway fellowship by their giving of themselves and their means to Christian education. Verdie and Lennis Baker have been important in Lubbock's civic affairs as well since Lennis served as Lubbock's mayor for many years.

Gene and Eileen Hancock have been partners in extraordinary giving. Their gifts to LCU have been among the largest ever given to Christian education anywhere. In recognition of that, the trustees named one of the University's divisions the J. E. and Eileen Hancock College of Liberal Arts in 1987.

Jerry Perrin

When Alan Bryan was here we had 2,500 in Vacation Bible School. Every sidewalk had 2500 printed on it in big numbers. Brother Gus Niblack always said, I think the Lord is partial to me." Veron White at the end of a long sermon said, "Mama could we go home? Everybody behind us is asleep."

Ola Peveto

When we came to Broadway my Uncle Wesley Phillips, whom I had only seen a couple of times before, greeted us and took our family out to lunch. At that time Wesley was in his mid-eighties and was working to get his high school diploma. He graduated and took a course at Texas Tech becoming the oldest student to ever attend Tech. He was always young at heart and always an encouragement.

Herman Phillips

Do You Remember?

When Valerie came home from Rockcleft in August 1990, 1 had the privilege to baptize her.

I remember helping with Vacation Bible School that same year playing the part of young Moses. I forgot to take off my watch. One of the kids noticed so I told him it was a digital sun dial.

David Pike

At our first Vacation Bible School at Broadway we worked with Tony and Carole Compton. We were to give the story of Moses. Tony came out dressed as Moses coming down from the mountain. One of the children looked up at him and said, "Moses! I saw you on TV the other night."

Mrs. David (Barbara) Pike

I remember that when the young boys conducted evening services in May of 1990 1 was the youngest to preach that night. I was eight years old and had just finished the third grade.

Philip Pike

We think of the song "Majestic Sweetness" and remember Brother J. C. Rigney and how he led the song and kept time with his song book in his hands. We also remember him for his kindness to little children. He always had gum for them.

Clyde and Audene Pilkinton

During World War II many young service men came to church at Broadway. Tony Woodward of Shallowater was one of them. He dated Wilma Collins, whose Dad was an associate minister here for a short time. Tony was always at church with Wilma, and also attended the singing get-togethers for the young people held in different homes after services on Sunday and Wednesday nights. He seemed shy and did not enter into the singing. One evening I noticed a vacant chair next to him, and since I had come to know him quite well (Wilma was living with us and going to Tech at that time) I went over and sat beside him and said, "Tony, you have been coming to church with Wilma long enough to have learned what to do to be saved. Is there any problem?" He was highly agitated. Finally he said, "Let's go to the kitchen and I will tell you." We did, and he said, "I am just not a sinner!" I told him about Cornelius and asked him if he as good a man as he; he said, "No." Then I said, "Even he had to hear words whereby he could be saved." I also told him passages to read.

At the next assembly of the church he immediately went forward. Tony was killed in the war and we at Broadway did all we could to show the Woodwards how much we loved their son. We had a memorial service for him and the family was very appreciative.

They lived at Shallowater, but Mr. and Mrs. H. E. Woodward and Tony's two sisters, Elleine and Dana, started coming to Broadway. Before long they were baptized. One Sunday as I was leaving, Mrs. Woodward caught up with me and said, "I want to tell you that even though we did begin coming here to church because of all the nice things all of you did for us at the time of Tony's death, that is not the reason we were baptized. It is because we learned the truth." I told her we never doubted that for one second and gave her a big squeeze. We loved all of Tony's family just as we had loved him.

Our youngest son, Paul Anthony, is named for Paul Sherrod, Jr. and Tony.

Mrs. Fred (Roma) Pinkston

Brother J. T. Bristow was our missionary to the Northwest from 1970 until 1989. He did a good work up there, and we grew to love them. We visited with them many times. They lived in Vancouver, Washington, but J. T. went all over that area establishing churches in Oregon, Washington and British Columbia. He also went all over the United States conducting soul winning work shops. He and Mozelle, his wife, are still very interested in the work at Broadway and hope to be here to help us celebrate our first 100 years on October 20th.

For the last six or seven years I have worked with a Bible correspondence course for Broadway. It is known as "Know Your Bible." There are no funds set aside for this work so I am limited as to the number I work with.

Allen Pistole

My initial involvement with Broadway came through Campus Advance, and the Host Family Program was one which appealed to me right from the outset. A place to call home while in Lubbock sounded like fun to this college boy, and the promise of an occasional home cooked meal was not a concept I had trouble getting a handle on either!

Probably there was no special request from Kay and Seymour Evans for a long, lanky black boy from Midland; but the powers that be probably had a pretty good idea that it wouldn't pose a problem for them either. Two college students of their own had pretty well prepared my new mom and dad for anything, so my advent into the family was taken with a grain of salt. Richard and Lora welcomed me with open arms, and even my little sister Rachel seemed to enjoy having another brother around, especially one who could play the piano and talk like Bob Rouse all at the same time!

According to the "adoption" agreement that was drawn up by those who conceived the Host Family Program, the arrangement was supposed to last for the duration of the school year. It did, and then some. That was ten Christmases, five graduations, three weddings, two babies, and a 2,000 mile move ago; and we're more a family than ever.

Eddie Pleasant

One of the first memories I have is coming from Acuff to church at Broadway when I was about four year old and going to class in the basement. And ... dear, sweet Gladys Shepard was my teacher!! She has been a wonderful friend and teacher all these years!

I remember Brother Liff Sanders preaching my Daddy's funeral when I was ten and then my Mother's when I was sixteen at Broadway.

As a teenager during World War II our young people's class met in the annex. The Forrest Orrs and Chesley McDonalds, stationed at L.A.A.F. were our teachers, sponsors and youth ministers. We had such a neat class and such fun times together. Picnics in the park, real hayrides with bales of hay on a wagon pulled by a pickup or tractor. Sometimes we went to McKenzie Park or Waggoner Park and once we went all the way to Buffalo Lakes ... and it poured down rain on us all the way home. What a memory!!

Horace and Dott were our teachers after the war and continued our good times. Weenie roasts, banquets in the annex at Valentine and Christmas, cokes at Clark's Drug after church on Sunday night. Roberta Niblack had backyard parties at her home and she and Harvie Pruitt usually did the entertaining.

Being one of the first Bible Chair members as a college student with Carl Spain was a wonderful experience. He was a spiritual giant to all of us and taught us a love for the Lord we had never known along with new songs we'd never heard. I remember his teaching, "Let the Beauty of Jesus Be Seen in Me," on a Sunday morning in our packed classroom upstairs at the south end of the balcony.

I remember how the children would slide down the concrete slabs along the steps in front of the old building and how we stood under the shade of the trees in front to visit.

I have fond memories of Wednesday night Prayer meetings when we sang and the men would lead a "season of prayer." How spiritually refreshed we felt when we left.

I remember how Norvel always knelt for prayer on the rostrum and sometimes when a leader was hard to hear, we knew the prayer was over after Norvel's "Amen."

I remember a very hot August evening when I was so nervous I was about to die. Norvel was late for the wedding ceremony for J.B. and me!! I shall never forget that.

One of the happy memories of the present building is the wonderful fellowship, visiting times before and after worship in the foyer and how noisy it was. Lawrence Green always there greeting people and checking the roll. People standing in line to speak to the preacher and his wife.

As a young wife and mother, my life was influenced dramatically by the teaching of Helen Young, Virginia Fine, Jewell Rigney, Pauline Rogers, Dott Coffman and many others in our Wednesday Ladies Classes.

Now, as a grandmother, one of the sweetest memories is to be surrounded by our children and grandchildren and family in worship. I hope this will be one of their memories of Broadway.

Our God is an awesome God! He has been so gracious to place me in this place, and I shall always be grateful for His providential care and blessings.

Mrs. J. B. (Wanda Davis) Potts

Do You Remember?

Cecil and I and usually another couple would come to Broadway from Crosbyton to be encouraged and inspired when there was a ten day or two week meeting. This was after the war.

During 1927-1931 we lived in Slaton. The Campbell family had teenagers and one of my brothers met his future wife at a Broadway young people's gathering when John T. Smith was minister at Broadway.

Juanita Puckett

JACK AND OLIVE PRICE

The Prices worshipped at the Broadway Church of Christ and Olive worked with preschool children in Broadway's Bible school program. She had a teaching certificate in primary/kindergarten from Texas Women's University. It was through her teaching at Broadway that Norvel Young became convinced she was to be the first teacher for the new Christian school. As he discussed the possibilities and plans with Olive, he told her one of the challenges would be for the school to stand on its own financially. Olive's response reflected her dedication, "It will succeed, even if it means I am not able to have a salary." It is servant hearts like Olive's that launched and have sustained the Lubbock Christian School system throughout its history.

A dedication to serve others was also a big part of Jack's life. He learned the deaf sign language early in his childhood because his parents were deaf. With this skill he began teaching a Sunday morning class for the deaf and interpreting in the morning and evening worship assemblies. He continued this volunteer work, week in and week out, for eighteen years.

The first year that Olive taught, she taught kindergarten. The second year she taught both first grade and kindergarten. She had two assistants, Jewel Quincy in kindergarten and Nina Gibson in first grade. In 1956 classes for second, third, and fourth grades were added, each with its own teacher.

Olive taught kindergarten for sixteen years during which her enthusiasm and contagious smile touched the lives of more than 500 students.

Olive's teaching career extended beyond her time at Lubbock Christian School although the ages of her students changed drastically. She went on to teach at Texas Tech University for seven years. During that time she taught graduate education classes for kindergarten teachers. She worked with student teachers, and led special education programs.

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