Dr. Robert Coulter
I was born and spent my early childhood in Detroit. My early education was in the Owen Elementary School.
The first what was the most wondrous of principals. She bought John Phillips Sousa to our school, as well as Rin Tin Tin, the dog. While most students were impressed by the dog, Sousa became another, what. Sousa was responsible for my early interest in music.
A broken collar bone from a tumbling accident caused me to become a soloist for a parents program. This led to the opportunity for me to become a member of the Boys’ Choir at the Saint Paul’s Episcopal Cathedral.
This was another what, because it led to lifelong singing in choirs that included a growing interest in music, and the support of it (music). However, due to my collarbone injury, it was necessary to visit the Detroit hospital with my father.
After each visit to the hospital, we would get a sandwich at Staffer’s and visit a court where the fatal study hall fire was being heard, another what.
I decided that I would get a degree and become a lawyer.
As a young teen, we moved to Port Huron. I graduated from Port Huron High School in January of 1936. I immediately began pursuing the idea of a scholarship, since I knew it would be a financial responsibility.
I learned that the University of Chicago would test scholarship applicants that spring in Detroit. I applied, took the test, passed it and was accepted for a scholarship, a real what.
However, later that summer, I got a letter from the university stating that due to the depression, my scholarship would have to be canceled. Now what?
I decided that we would arrange to meet Florence Weiss, Port Huron High School’s Assistant Principal, for help.
She listened to my tale of woe as we stood in front of the wide staircase that led from the first floor out to the street. At that time, we were outside of what was the high school. It is now the present day St. Clair County Community College Administrative building (main building).
Weiss told my father, “This young man must continue his education.”
Her suggestion was I should enroll in the then Port Huron Junior College that fall. It was another what.
The next two years were inspirational and instructive. It confirmed my desire to continue. While not an outstanding student, I did well in all efforts to learn to read and speak French and Spanish.
Especially impressive were my experiences in the extracurricular clubs and activities. I served in several clubs with leadership positions. They (clubs) were of such a number, and considering I was also working outside the college, that several times the dean felt he had to admonish me for my involvements. It was truly another what.
In conclusion I would like to say that the St. Clair County Community College is an educational opportunity that is the best path for most students. It is less expensive by far. It also eases the transition from high school experiences to that of college levels of instruction.
It just may be exactly what you need.