Editor’s note: This is the 89th of a series about growing up in Marysville during the late 1930s and the 1940s written by Bill Boyd. Each article is a snapshot of the people, businesses and activities during that era as seen through the eyes of a young boy.
Boyd was born in Marysville in 1932, graduated from Marysville High School in 1950, and lived the greater part of his life here.
A cat tale
I have never been a cat person. I don’t dislike cats, but I have no real fondness for them either. As far as pets go, I have always leaned more toward dogs. I think that is because when I was little, I had a dog named Nicki. It was part cocker spaniel and part something else. I don’t know what. It was a great dog, and I liked it a lot.
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