Ministers numbered many, who sat on the religious perch

To name but two, there was Rev. Lynn T. Walters in Jerusalem and Canon Lewis in the Church


There was a certain gentleman who supplied the sad but necessary wooden oblong case

For when one’s days were finally over, one was laid to rest in Vernie’s Place

His son Roger did re-Place his father, and became a chip off the old block

In a service that can never die, and will always be as solid as a rock


John’s, top of Cory Street had bric-a-brac hung from the ceiling which they unhooked with a well used pole

And the Exchange opposite had Mr Smith in charge for when you were out of work and picked up your dole


The ‘YM(CA)’ bottom of Cory Street was a ‘hall of haven’ for lively teenage boys

And the village library, downstairs in the Welfare displayed a sign saying ‘Ssh! Strictly No Noise’


There was Oldrey’s Rugby Road and Pritchard’s Parry’s Terrace who both had a Grocery Shop


And there was another Pritchards in Resolven’s longest street, mid way between the bottom and the top

Cymanfa Ganu’s were an occasion in the three Welsh Chapels, full to the brim, attracting a capacity crowd

And if you were sitting listening, it brought a lump to your throat and you couldn’t fail to feel proud


Resolven can boast that it has produced three famous Doctors of Music, to its credit

Creating a special period of music for the village with their talented gifts of ability and merit

Drs David Evans, Tom Hopkin Evans and William Rhys Herbert all worked in the Resolven collieries by day

But during free time they taught and composed music, it must have been inspiring to hear them play