Editor’s note: This is the 79th 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. –––– Every kid needs a pet When I was little, maybe four years old, we had a dog named Nicki. It was black and was part cocker spaniel and…
Author: Bill Boyd
Editor’s note: This is the 78th 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. –––– Mr. Movies If there is one person who provided more entertainment to the residents of Marysville than any other, it was a man named Claire Jarvis. –––– (Those…
Editor’s note: This is the 77th 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. –––– My last piano lesson In the 1930s, there was a lady named Clara Poling who gave piano lessons in Marysville. She lived in a house on East 5th…
Editor’s note: This is the 76th 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. –––– Saturday matinees Saturdays have always been a special time for kids. There’s no school, and they can pretty much spend the day having a good time. When I…
Editor’s note: This is the 75th 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. –––– Be my Valentine When I entered the first grade at Marysville West Elementary School, I was a little apprehensive. My apprehension only lasted about a day or so,…
Editor’s note: This is the 74th 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. –––– Miss Orahood When I entered the sixth grade at Marysville West Elementary School in 1943, it was great. I had spent five whole years working my way up.…
Editor’s note: This is the 73rd 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. –––– The art of cleaning erasers Every classroom in the old West Elementary School had lots of blackboard space. The black slate slabs ran wall to wall across the…
Editor’s note: This is the 71st 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. –––– Lovely ladies Do you remember your high school pep rallies? They were always a lot of fun, whether it was football or basketball season. –––– (Those wishing to…
Editor’s note: This is the 70th 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. –––– Church chimes Something I always liked when I was a little kid was the sound of the chimes that came from the bell tower of the Methodist Church.…
Editor’s note: This is the 69th 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. –––– Max makes a house call Like a lot of kids during the early 1930s, I got my first haircuts at home. My dad worked in Dayton and he…
Editor’s note: This is the 67th 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. –––– Camp Lazarus When I turned 12 in 1944, I joined the Boy Scouts, and that summer I made my first of several visits to Camp Lazarus. It was…
Editor’s note: This is the 66th 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. –––– Time flies When I was a newspaper carrier, one of my customers in the downtown area was Hildreth’s Jewelry Store owned by Harold Hildreth. It was located on…
Editor’s note: This is the 65th 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. –––– The iceman In 1937, there were just over two million refrigerators in private homes in the United States. That means that the vast majority of homes were still…
Editor’s note: This is the 64th 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. –––– “All aboard” When I was about 13 years old, I had a paper route, and one of the last customers on my route was a man who worked…
Editor’s note: This is the 63rd 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. –––– V J Day I was talking with a neighbor some time ago about V J Day, that wonderful August day in 1945, when Japan announced it’s unconditional surrender,…