There were at least five drugstores on the Square at the same time. There were Jones’, Allen’s (later Reynolds-Farrar), Atherton’s, Williams’ and Hodges’ (later Dunaway’s).
Mr. Crumley had his Candy Kitchen on Cherokee Street, next to Wharton’s Grocery. He sold fudge, peanuts, popcorn and the best frosted fudge malts in town, among other delicacies.
Shine Fowler had his poolroom on Lawrence Street, directly across the street from the largest black church in town and in the heart of the city’s black business district, now gone.
When at least five neighborhoods fielded athletic teams to compete with other neighborhoods. There was one centered around Brumby Recreation Center, one from the Clay Homes, one from the West Dixie — Hedges Street area, one from Page Street — Allgood Road area, and one from Fair Oaks.
Later on, the Larry Bell Center joined the “league.” They vied in baseball, football and any other sport juvenile boys could dream up.
Do you remember when the captured German submarine was parked on the back of a flatbed truck on the Square in front of the courthouse as part of a war-bonds drive?
Do you remember when an occasional celebrity would come to town? A friend of mine was once the owner of an autographed picture of Charles Starrett, “The Durango Kid,” and his sidekick, Frog Millhouse.
Another treat was witnessing Fuzzy Q. Jones riding his bicycle backwards.
Those were the days …
Bill Kinney is associate editor of The Marietta Daily Journal.