The Hill School Gladiator War
An art exhibit triggers the apocalypse.
An art exhibit triggers the apocalypse.
What could possibly go wrong?
At the movies, the audience was the show.
Sportsmanship and playing by the rules are hard lessons when you’re in fifth grade.
I use shortwave radio to take my Christmas list to the top.
Who needs a circus? Sunbury did its own shows in the early 50s.
I confess I never liked it, even with the candy handouts.
Saving pennies on Saturday night was part of the fun of shopping.
A 70-year-old Golden Book brings back the sights and smells of early 50s shopping.
In December 1952, Christmas was a 25-day marathon.
Mrs. Arnold lost both sons in WW II and retreated to a cabin on Kerschner’s Hill.
At age four & five, I was way too young for horror movies!
My “neighborhood” started with my crib and ended up expanding for blocks all around.
There was no escaping the “sugar blues” in the 1950s.
Grade school was a world apart while still an integral part of the neighborhood.