Talking with my brother stirred up memories of growing up in Middletown. Lots of wonderful Christmas memories of walking in the snow downtown and listening to Christmas carols coming from Bickhams 5&10 store. We always stopped on the way home and made snow angels in everyone’s yard. I love the lights that lit up all of Locust street. They still have those lights burning after all those years. We sometimes walked the streets and sang Christmas carols. Growing up in a small town was awesome. It was all for one and one for all. I’ll always treasure those memories, they are priceless. 🎄⛄️
Jane is a Widow 