Ruth Westenfelder was a teacher at the Amherst Central School District’s Eggert Road School for 38 years. In her final year of teaching at the school before retiring, she put together a scrapbook of the history of Eggert Road School that she presented to then principal David Maul. The book contains a lot of interesting material from 1937-1975 about the school and her career as a teacher. After Ruth passed away in 2014 at 98, some additional info was added about her death.
Another former teacher, Janet Chillei, contacted the alumni office asking if we would like to make a copy of the scrapbook before it was given to the Amherst Museum. Our office decided to scan the book and share it online to give former Eggert Road School students and Amherst alumni a chance to view. Eggert Road School closed in 1982.
The title of the scrapbook is “To Eggert Road School With Love” and you can view it by clicking here—>
I had Miss Westenfelder in 1967…and my Mom had her in 1946! She was a lovely human being who cared about each student she had. I’ll always remember her as one of my favorite teachers. God bless and godspeed Miss Westenfelder.
I went to ERS and in 1968 I was not in Mrs. Westenfelder’s class in 6th grade but Mrs. Underwood’s class. Unlike many other teachers, everyone knew her and loved her (even if you weren’t in her class) She knew my name even though I wasn’t in her class. Anyway, it was her and the art teacher Mrs. Gretcen Sweet that inspired me to become a teacher myself, years later 🙂
Good teachers are never forgotten and will always have a forever impact on so many lives!
Missing you always…. ❤
I was one of 988 lucky students who had Ruth Westenfelder as a teacher. She instilled a love of reading in her students and taught us to be our best; look our best and do our best. She was patient and kind and when I think of my time at the E.R.S. she is the person I will remember the most. Thank you Miss Westenfelder! You inspired me and all who were lucky enough to call you their teacher!
I didn’t have Miss Westenfelder for a teacher. I was in Mr. Wallace’s 6th grade class. Her class room was next door and we shared activities. She was great and always had something going.
Our two classes did a Greek play to gather. I was in the chorus and wore a white toga. It was made out of bed sheets, I liked so much I wanted to keep it on.
We put to gather a graduation program, which I still have. Unfortunately, I can’t find it at the moment. I still know our school song, “I raise in deep devotion”.