I was playing outside with my little girlfriend when my Mother called me into the house. Much to my amazement we proceeded to wash my hands and face and after changing into a clean pinafore, we started to walk toward the schoolhouse. As I was to learn in a very short time, this was the day I was to be registered for school.
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Memories
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Step back and realize just how many of my memories will be forever cast against the backdrop of this quaint, friendly, “hometown” city.
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From St. Pete’s to Home – Christmastime in the ’40s in Beaver Dam.
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Stories Told and Untold: December 2011 visiting with John and Helen Keil