Memories of Growing Up in Marysville

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Editor’s note: This is the 56th 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.
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Run, Jackie, run
At the risk of seeming un-American, let me begin by confessing that I’m not a baseball fan. In fact, I would just as soon sit on our patio and watch my neighbor clean out his downspouts as watch a baseball game. At times I have tried to get interested in baseball, but I guess it is just not in me. When I was maybe nine years old, there was a kid in our neighborhood named John Sanders. He was one year younger than me, but he knew everything there was to know about baseball.
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(Those wishing to contact Bill Boyd can email him at bill@davidwboyd.com)

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