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Deb Baker's avatar

Heck, yeah. I’ll subscribe.

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Margaret Goff's avatar

My mother grew up in Manchester. I wouldn’t currently define it as a small town, but when my family lived there from the 1920s-1960s, it probably qualified. My mother used to to drive through town with my Auntie Marge, pointing out the home of every family friend. My grandmother played the piano for the silent pictures. And being that that my grandmother couldn’t get out much, my grandfather parked in front of that same theater so she could talk with her friends when the movies let out.

Small towns hold an entirely different kind of societal fabric that no other type of community can emulate, except perhaps churches.

When I hear these stories I always have felt not just a nod to history, but a sense that I somehow missed out on something special.

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