Jim (Rev.) Myers

You won't find my name or picture in the grade school memories because I didn't join our class until Freshman year. My grade school education was conducted in one-room parochial school houses maintained by St. John (now Redeemer Lutheran Church), Convoy, and/or St. Thomas LC, Ohio City. To this day I brag that I "graduated third in my eighth-grade class," and then add with an impish grin, "There were only three of us."
After high school, I attended Concordia College, Ann Arbor, MI, for one year, and then I joined the US Army for a three-year stint which included a tour in Vietnam.
In 1969 I married Connie, whom I had met at college and after my military service, we settled in her hometown of Indianapolis, IN.
I worked for a number of years in industrial sales positions before obtaining a college degree in Computer Science. I then worked in the field of computer programming, eventually earning management positions with a national shopping center developer and then an airline.
In 1985, at the age of 45, I felt moved to become a minister, and entered four years of post-graduate education at Concordia Theological Seminary in Ft. Wayne, IN. After earning a Master of Divinity degree in 1999, I was called to serve a start-up church in the Indianapolis area where I served until early 2010. I then became trained and credentialed as an Intentional Interim Minister and serve churches for about a year at a time that are between pastors and need some guidance, direction and/or problem solving before obtaining their next permanent pastor. In that role I served churches in Memphis, TN; Odessa, TX; Indianapolis, IN; and Manassas, VA. I officially retired in 2015 but continue to fill in at various local churches when asked.
I enjoy reading crime/mystery novels (now on my Kindle), spending time with the grandchildren, an occasional game of golf, and traveling with Connie.

One of my favorite high school memories is doing an announcement over the PA system one morning about an upcoming FFA sponsored dance. I did it in a stuttering voice--"...w-w-w-would l-l-l-like to inv-v-v-vite you to c-c-c-come to the ef-ef-ef-ef-FFA d-d-d-dance in the audit-t-t-t, in the audit-t-t-t, audit-t-t-t, in the gym...," etc. Since I did it this way, it took a little longer than most announcements, perhaps an entire minute, plus there were other announcements besides. I was later told by another teacher that our Latin teacher--was her name Mrs. Miller?--who had the habit of always twisting and twitching her body and arms around, exhibited so much irritation about how much of her 1st period class time was taken up by this that "she practically turned around inside her girdle."