Summertime means reunion time. Families everywhere are planning their annual get-togethers, and as always, there are class and school reunions.

Today, there is a street reunion, which started when Judge Jim Adams and Cheryl Oats just posted on Facebook the question: “Would anyone be interested in a Roney Drive reunion?”

In the late 1950s and 1960s, Roney Drive, winding horseshoe street of about a half mile, was being developed.

Young couples were moving in, buying their first homes and starting families. At that time, Roney Drive was actually in the county.

Jim and Cheryl were among the many children who grew up on that street.

Within about 45 minutes after posting the question, Jim and Cheryl received 40 replies from people who loved the idea and would attend such a reunion.

So the two, along with Jim’s sister, Kim Morgan Adams, Cadiz, and Debbie Martin Stewart, Dickson, Tennessee, started making plans.

Jim agreed to cook chickens and they chose the Jaycees building as the site for the reunion.

When we checked with Cheryl on Monday morning, 180 people had said they would attend, and Jim was planning on cooking at least 160 chicken quarters, starting at about 4 a.m.

Activities will begin at about 11 a.m., and those coming might be wise to bring a lawn chair and even a folding table, as according to Cheryl, “the Jaycees building is going to be crammed.”

The reunion has grown to include not only the people who grew up on Roney Drive, but some of them will have their children and grandchildren present, and many of their parents are planning to be present, along with the current residents.

Sometime during the day, many of the reunion attendees will make a sentimental trip back to Roney Drive.

“I think the parents are more excited than we are,” Cheryl told us.

Back then, the area was nicknamed “Fertile Fields” because so many children were in the neighborhood.

“Everyone’s mother was everyone’s mother,” Cheryl said, and if you misbehaved you would be disciplined by anybody’s mother that saw you get in trouble.

Jim said they played outside day and night.

“As soon as the streetlights came on, we would play hide and seek, but the older ones would hide and we’d never find them. Sometimes there was a fight, but they never lasted long. We rode bicycles all over the place day and night.”

Some of the people got hurt as did Jim when he fell out of a tree and broke his leg.

Cheryl recalled how when someone had a pet to die, they had a very big funeral “and the entire neighborhood joined in mourning.”

There were always homemade cookies in the homes and everyone ate supper at 6 p.m.

They fought with hedge apples using garage pan lids for shields.

“We all had fun, usually playing outside and doing simple things, “Jim commented.

Cheryl noted, “It’s been over 53 years since we all lived there and had a wonderful life. We’re excited about getting together again.”

Mary D. Ferguson is a staff writer and columnist for the Kentucky New Era. Her column runs every Saturday. She can be reached by telephone at 270-887-3230.

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