You looked after the busses. You did all the dirty work, more or less.
Disciplined kids. Kept up with the teachers. In fact, working with Mr.
Blake you had lots of exposure to the different things that were taking
place. I did that until he retired. He retired, and then they had Dr.
Spencer Durant. He was named principal. I worked with
him for three years. I enjoyed working as assistant principal. Then Dr.
Durant left to become superintendent. When he left they sent another
person out there, and I worked with him for one year. Working with him
for one year I knew there had to be something better than working with
him. That was the first year of integration, and Ed Sanders was
associate superintendent. He was assigned to West Charlotte. He would
come out to the school to work with the principal, but the principal
assigned me to work with Ed Sanders, and we go to know each other. One
day we were downtown. He said to Dr. Self, "Bill, you've got a man here
that should be principal." About that time Dr. Hanes came in, so Bill
said, "Tell that to Dr. Hanes." He told Dr. Hanes the same thing. Dr.
Hanes said to him, he called the principal by name, "What's he going to
do if he moves up?" Ed Sanders said to him, "He's going to get off his
butt and do some work." It was like that. We had a meeting downtown all
of the assistant principals and principals one Saturday morning. I guess
it was in April. That was the year when they decided that if you had a
black principal they wanted a white assistant principal. When I walked
in down there Dr. Hanes was chairing the meeting. He said, "The two most
popular people we have in Charlotte-Mecklenburg Schools are Pop Miller
and Charles McCullough." He proceeded to say then, "Pop, Harold wants
you at South. Bill wants you at North. T. C. wants you at West." He
said, "You don't have to give me an answer now. You can give me one
before you leave after the meeting's over." When the meeting was over I
started out. I was going toward the car. He said, "Pop, you didn't give
me an answer. Where do you want to go?" I said, "I ain't going no damn
where." I had made up my mind that I did not want to be an assistant.
I'm not prejudice, but I felt that I was just as competent as any of
those white principals were. I had to go to Penn State to get my
advanced degrees, and I felt that I was just as
competent as anybody they had in the system at that time.
But feeling that way, I had right at thirty years, I knew that I still
had three years of credit that I could get from the Army. I wasn't
worried. I kept walking. I guess about a week later I got a notice
saying that I'd been assigned as administrator for the displaced kids at
Harding High School for the summer. They had the regular summer school
at Garinger and Myers Park. They had about twelve hundred students that
had had problems during the school year. They had to provide summer
school for them, and they did that at Harding High School. Mr. Sanders
was in charge of the three administrators for the summer programs. So we
met with him, and he said he'd had another meeting that next Tuesday or
Thursday morning, and he would like us to bring a list of our
expectations and just how we proposed to run the summer school. That
following week I presented mine to him. He looked at it, he said, "[unclear] do you think you can do it?" I said, "I certainly do." When
summer school opened I had about twelve hundred students that were
supposed to be there. I think I had about a thousand and sixty that
showed up. We collected the money from them and deposited it into the
NCNB Bank. We would turn our deposit slips in to the education center on
Thursdays to Miss Betty Cunningham. He was Mr. Sanders' secretary. When
we would go down there and meet with him she would check everything out,
and she would tell Mr. Sanders whether or not everything was okay. We
went to the meeting and he said to me it was okay. I always felt that
students and teachers should be in class on time. I had a policy there
at Harding that if a student was late for class he had to pay five
dollars for being late and spend an hour after class. I'd sign the duty
roster for the different teachers to keep those students. I guess that
first week I had quite a few of them that were late. But they found out
that they were going to have to pay the five dollars.
When they paid the five dollars, Bessie Gleaves was the secretary, and I
turned it in just like I did the rest of the money. Ed Sanders said to
me, "If you're going to keep a teacher an hour after I think you should
pay that teacher." I guess after the second week I didn't have nobody
that was tardy. I think it was sometime during the third week the PTSA
board had been meeting out at Harding High School. They'd asked to have
a conference with me. I met with them. They'd been out there several
times and they were amazed at the way the school was being run. A lady
said to me, "You're the only person here." I said, "Yes." She said, "You
don't have an assistant?" I said, "No, I don't have an assistant." She
said, "Well, Dr. England and Mr. Lingerfelt say they don't have they
don't have any more than that during the regular school year. We've been
impressed." She wanted to know if she had permission to go down and ask
Dr. Hanes that I be principal of Harding High School. I said, "Yeah, you
have my permission." I thought it was a joke. She went down. A week or
so later Dr. Hanes' secretary called and said that he'd like to have
lunch. So I went down to his office on the day that I'd been invited to
have lunch. When I got there Joe Hunt was there. I said to him, "I'm the
only administrator out there. I don't ever like to leave school when
students are there." I said, "I'd like to take a rain check on this
lunch and get back to school before the students are dismissed because
the beginning of school and dismissal of school are the two most
vulnerable times of day for kids." He said, "Okay, well let's get to the
point. This is Joe Hunt. We're having problems over at Cochrane. He went
out and finished the year for Joe Davis," or somebody. He said, "I
promised him the first high school that came open. I said that I would
give it to him. The people down there have asked for you, and I'd like
for you to go to Cochrane." I looked at him, and I said to him, "Listen,
I haven't been around junior high school kids since
1954. I'm not too familiar with the curriculum. If you're going to send
me to a junior high school it seems to me you'd give me a smaller one,
and give a more experienced principal Cochrane." That year Cochrane was
the largest junior high school in the state. I knew that because I was
at West Charlotte and Cochrane was feeding into West Charlotte. Cochrane
at that time was all white, and the type of student we had from Cochrane
were some healthy students. I said, "I didn't say I didn't want to be
principal. I said I want to be a successful principal." I left and came
on back to school. His secretary called that Friday morning asking me
how did Carmel and Randolph sound. I said, "Either one of them would be
fine with me." That following Saturday I got a letter saying that I'd
been assigned to Carmel Junior High School. I didn't know where Carmel
was until that Sunday after church. My wife and I decided to drive out
and see where Carmel was. We went out there. That was the first year the
school had been open. Harold Deal had planned the school and had opened
the school. I went out there that Monday and Harold was out there. I
knew Harold. He was a fine young fellow. He was quite innovative. He
introduced me to the secretaries that were there. They had a secretary
and another lady there, then he left. He told me that he had set up a
meeting for me to meet the school committee and the PTSA board. I think
that was the following day sometime. He would introduce me to them.
After being introduced to the PTSA board, I'm trying to think of the
fellow. He was an editor of the Charlotte News, Darrel Sifford and his
wife. After he introduced me to the PTSA board and the school committee,
I think there was one black lady there, they began to quiz me about what
my philosophy was. They would ask a question, and I would answer it. I
didn't pay very much attention to it. I think that Friday afternoon
Darrrel called me. I said, "Yes, sir Mr. Sifford." He
said, "Call me Darrell." I said, "I'm not accustomed to that, but if
you're going to call me Pop I don't mind that." He said, "I'm going to
send my photographer out to make pictures of you because I want the kids
to know what their new principal looks like." But I had no idea that
during that meeting with the PTSA board and the school committee that
the questions that they asked me, they had the questions listed in the
paper and the answers that I'd given. I remember that Saturday I was out
working in the yard. When the paper came my wife came out there. She
said, "Miller, Miller." She always called me Miller. She said, "They've
got your picture on the front page of the second section. They've got
two pictures of you in the paper and the answers." That was the Saturday
before Labor Day. I guess I must have given some pretty good answers
because the teachers came in that Labor Day for orientation. I had
orientation in the library for the teachers. It looked like every other
one of them had a copy of that paper. I'd stated my philosophy. I think
that any success I had was due to that. I had one teacher, in fact she's
counselor out at Butler High School, and she said, "Mr. Miller this is
my third year as a teacher. My first year I had Mr. Byers at Ransom. My
second year I had Mr. Deal here. This year I have you. Am I going to
have a principal every year." I said, "No, you're not going to have one
every year." When the teachers came in I had a list of duties that I
wanted them to perform the first day, the second day. I'd listed the
things for the first ten days of school that I wanted to take place. My
philosophy has always been expectations are your seeds of success.
You're not going to get any more out of life than you expect. I remember
the first day a teacher said to me, "How do you think we can have an
assembly with over fourteen hundred students when last year we couldn't
have one with seven hundred students?" I explained to
them why. By the same token when I was at Carmel the previous year they
only had around six hundred students. That's the reason I didn't want to
go to Cochrane, and I'd selected Carmel. When I first went out there
August 1st there wasn't but about six hundred students. And I'd
scheduled all of them. My wife and I left and went on our vacation.
While I was on my vacation I got a call saying come back and come to the
Ed Center. Bill Anderson and Bo Davis were going to help me. I had to
select thirty-eight more teachers.