Myra E. Horn

Myra E. Horn

My family lived in Birmingham, AL in 1963. I graduated from Shades Valley High School, then Birmingham-Southern College with B.A. in English. My family moved back to Nashville, TN in the spring of 1972. I got a job in the field of what was then called “Personnel” but later became known as “Human Resources” and I spent over 25 years in HR management, then got downsized/reduction in force from my last HR position. Could not find anything in HR so took a job as Secretary in the Middle School office of a private school in Knoxville and worked there for 16 years before retiring in May, 2014. I’ve spent a lot of time over the years volunteering in various capacities with animal shelters and Office on Aging programs assisting seniors, and serving as family caregiver, including for our Papa who had dementia for 10 years then died at age 92. My identical twin sister, Leah, and I now live together (we joke that we got rid of the men and got some fur babies-dogs!) and I am 100% her caregiver. We are going to go out the way we came in, just the two of us! Neither of us had any children and no family now except each other. We have been in Knoxville, TN for the past 31 years and love it here! I am so excited to have discovered the Kids in Birmingham 1963 website and to be able to share our story.

My twin sister and I hoped our small efforts made a difference

My family moved to Birmingham 4/15/62 because our father was sent there by the Baptist Sunday School Board (now Lifeway Christian) in Nashville, TN to build a new Baptist Book Store, which he did. My identical twin sis, Leah, and I were 12 years old in April (turned 13 that May) and were enrolled in Mountain Brook Junior High. Our parents had always bought the best house they could afford just within the best school district, and Mountain Brook was it when we moved there. Two horrific dates from 1963 that will forever be etched in our memories were the bombing of the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church and the assassination of President Kennedy. Leah and I turned 14 years old in May, 1963.

We were at church at the all-white First Baptist Church close to the black church and our building shook and glass broke out of some windows when the blast went off. (more…)