Putting cows on the front page since 1885.
I would like to thank all the readers of my stories about growing up in Martinsburg in the nineteen fifties. Many have contacted me, and I’ve enjoyed talking with and/or emailing them.
Some pointed out gaps in my memories and, in a few cases, errors that I made. Because of the stories, I made new acquaintances, and from them I learned a lot of new information. Reminisces with classmates and relatives were special. I feel very lucky to have grown up in Martinsburg in the 1950s and especially lucky to have gone to public schools with classmates who came from so many different economic, religious...
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