Editor’s note: This is the nineteenth 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.
When I was maybe 10 or 11 years old, I had a paper route that took me down Elwood Avenue on a regular basis. One day on my route I met a kid who lived near the east end of that street. I think his last name was Stigler, but I wouldn’t swear to that. He was reading comic books on his front porch, and I stopped to look at a few of them myself. He told me he had a whole orange crate full of comic books in his room, and maybe we could trade some. Kids traded comic books a lot in those days, as it was a good way to read most of them without having to buy them all.
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