Patti D. Rollins

Wonders Never Cease!

Class of 1977

What I’ve been doing since 1977!

C-K High School

Huntington Junior College of Business

Marshall University

 

While attending college I worked for Lockwood & Egnor, Attorney's at Law.  In 1984 I went to work for the First Huntington National Bank in the loan department. I moved to the marketing dept. and became a Business Development Officer.  I managed the 55 & Better Club for First Huntington and 5 other banks in the Key Centurion Holding Co. I did a lot of travelling and training in all 6 locations.

 

In 1993 I returned to Kenova to join my family full-time at Rollins Funeral Home where I still work today.  I'm a third generation funeral home owner.  My mother, Lucy, is still living and works part-time. My brother Hal, also works in the family business full-time.  My father, Harold and my brother, Dale are deceased.

 

In addition to my other education, I am a graduate of the West Virginia School of Banking.  Professionally, I am a member of the WV Funeral Directors Assoc. and Federated Funeral Directors of America.  I also belong to American Legion Post #93 Kenova Aux. and the Rivercities Lions Club.

 

I'm a member at Kenova United Methodist Church where I have attended for the past 20 years.  I'm very active at church and lead the mission/disaster recovery team; I'm the wedding coordinator; I sing in the Chancel Choir and play drums in the praise band.

 

My fondest memories of  high school and living in the C-K communities!

My fondest memories of C-K High School have to be my friends and the carefree life we lived.  I vividly remember Fritz pulling up the emergency brake on my brand new Aster wagon as we went spinning 180 degrees at the intersection of 14th & Poplar while skipping out of art class early to run to the Chatterbox for lunch.  Or the many nights or roaming Ceredo & Kenova with my Chigger/Rebel team mates trying not to get caught by Leonard Hall or Charlie Skidmore. Then there's the anticipation of standing in the band room waiting to take the field and hear that first note of Camelot as we marched pregame. Those were the days!  We really didn't have a care in the world (well maybe Mr. Shy's book list test) as we wondered through our high school years. Some of you may even remember the strange look on Mrs. Carey's face as that "weird" smell wafted through the typing room as one of our friends took a break to smoke a little weed in the furnace room.  Most importantly, we made friendships that would last through the years.  Recently, I was talking about our 30th class reunion to my young cousin who was about to graduate from a high school in Charleston, WV.  She was astounded to learn that I knew my classmates by name, that I was good friends with many of them still today, and that we were planning to get together. She said she didn't know seventy five percent of her class, didn't really care that she didn't know them and couldn't imagine getting together 30 years later. I was sad to hear this news and even more thankful for growing up in our small communities and attending C-K High School.