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Ah, memories galore! I booked my own passage with Ellis Travel Agency and sailed for New York on March 12th, 1958, arriving on St. Patrick's Day. I went steerage too - my cabin was D179, four decks down on the RMS Queen Elizabeth.

Emigrated to USA in 1958, living and working mostly in NYC and NJ. Retired in Florida now after 37 years in telecommunications. Had my telco initiation as a youth-in-training with the old Post Office Telephones (now BT) in Brum, (born in Handsworth, raised in Perry Barr). Have been back to...

Bert, I am the brother of John Downey, whose name you included in your message above. John emigrated to the USA in 1953 and I followed him in 1958. John passed away 4 years ago in Long Beach, NY. I remember John speaking of classmate Don Abbey. I failed the exam for grammar school, but...

I left Brum (Perry Barr) in 1958 at age18, after working as a telephone trainee for the Post Office Telephones (started at the exchange on Willmore Rd) and followed my brother to NYC. We worked for an uncle who owned a very successful steak house in Manhattan and tried our hand at becoming...

Remember it well. Snow over a foot deep. No school. Played for days in the back yard of the Perry Barr police station where my dad was the resident inspector. Made a super slide, very icy, made all the bobbies nervous.

I caught the Outer Circle 11 bus in Perry Barr to Soho Road to attend Handsworth Tech, but then switched to riding there on my bike so that I could head directly to the newsagent's after school to begin my delivery, which included Westminster Rd., Stamford Rd., Hutton Rd., Crompton Rd. and...

My father was a copper n Brum for 30 years, with Steelhouse Lane being his HQ. He was promoted to Inspector in 1946 and became the resident inspector of the Perry Barr Police Station until his retirement. He narrowly escaped a bomb directly hitting the Steelhouse Lane HQ in WWII where several...

Ozzie was OK. I do remember though, he liked to intimidate a pupil if he answered a question incorrectly. Not nearly as intimidating as Sheldrake however, who could bring a pupil to his needs by his nasty criticism. Long live HTS. Three great years (1953-1955) I'll never forget, and a great...

Yes. I attended HTS from Jan 1953 thru Dec 1955. Loved it, except for Mr. Sheldrake, the chemistry master who always seemed to scare the you-know-what out of me. Patrick Downey

Me too. Started HTS in January 1953.