Author: Bill Boyd

Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– On a summer day in 1947, a heavily laden semi truck made its way southbound out of Marysville on State Route 38. I don’t know where it was coming from, and I don’t know where it was headed.…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– During the 1930s, long before television, one of the most popular nighttime summer activities for youngsters was catching lightning bugs. Some nights, just about every kid in the neighborhood was out doing that. The bugs usually started coming…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– I’ve written several times about how my dad was an avid fisherman. Whenever he had some free time, he usually went fishing. That being the case, you would think he would have had a very large tackle box,…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– When I was about seven or eight years old, I was looking through a trunk I found in the “storage room” of our house on West Fifth Street. The trunk was full of old clothes, hoop skirts and…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– During the 1930s, our telephone was mounted on our dining room wall. It was a black metal box, about 12 inches wide and 15 inches high. A nickel-plated mouthpiece stuck out in front, and there was a gizmo…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– In 1936 when I was four years old, the Olympic games we’re held in Berlin, Germany. I, of course, was too young to take notice of that. My dad, however, followed those games every day, both in the…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– When I was a kid, we always had turkey on Thanksgiving and Christmas. Then, on New Year’s Day, we had pork and sauerkraut because my grandmother said that would bring us good luck during the new year. I…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– It was some time in the summer of 1974 when a pair of catbirds took up residence in a tall tree near the back of our yard on Sherwood Avenue. I didn’t know much about birds, and I…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– I worked for the Scotts Company for somewhere around 24 years. During that time I made a lot of friends, and I would like to share a little snippet about one of them with you … a man…

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This photo is one of many taken by local photographer Weldon Shaw during the 1930s, ‘40s and ‘50s. His specialty was high school sporting events and other local activities and personalities. The photo was taken in 1948 of a Marysville High School basketball game against Delaware. Shooting the ball is “The Way It Was” columnist Bill Boyd (who missed the shot – MHS lost the game by four points). Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– During the late 1930s, I had a neighborhood friend named Richard Liggett. He was several years older than me, and he lived in a yellow frame house on Maple Street where the parking lot behind Dave’s Pharmacy is…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– It was a hot summer evening when I was somewhere around eight or nine years old. I was sitting on the floor of our living room with my friend, Dick Foley, and we were playing some kind of…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– In the fall of 1938 when I entered the first grade in Marysville’s West Elementary School, I learned a lot of things on the very first day, and one of them was “keep off the grass.” You see,…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– Sometime in the mid 1930s, my parents took me to see Santa Claus at Lazarus Department Store. I have no memories whatsoever of that day, but I heard my parents talk about it over the years. They said…

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Editor’s note: This is another column in Bill Boyd’s new series, “The Way It Was,” about growing up in Marysville. Bill continues to work with the Union County Historical Society to obtain information for his stories. With Marysville and Union County celebrating Bicentennial anniversaries in 2019 and 2020, respectively, these articles help depict what life was like in those early years. ––– The Marysville swimming pool played a big part in my life when I was a kid. The pool opened at 10 a.m., and before that for an hour or so that the lifeguards gave swimming lessons. I never…

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