by jhackman | Aug 23, 2016 | Story Share
Frederick is home. My family moved here when I was 3 and still live in the same place, right below the mansion. Ironically I bought the house next door to them a few years back. The hillside that separates our homes from the mansion has always been a fun place for me...
by jhackman | Aug 23, 2016 | Story Share
Although we don’t live in Frederick proper and are associated by rural route and box number, I loved going to the post office to pick up our mail and chat with the local post mistress, beginning with Rena Park (with no indoor plumbing back in the day!). Having a local...
by jhackman | Aug 23, 2016 | Story Share
I’ve lived in Frederick most of my life…moved here in 1954 when I was 7 years old, when my grandpa Ralston (aka grandpa gramp as our kids called him) bought the grocery store/gas station on the corner. I have many fond memories of childhood there. The schoolhouse had...
by jhackman | Aug 23, 2016 | Story Share
You ask “What defines Frederick?” But I look at it as what Frederick defines. It’s small town America to a T. I grew up there and my parents are still there,going on 39 years. I can remember getting off the bus in kindergarten at the neighbors to stay till my parents...
by jhackman | Aug 23, 2016 | Story Share
My parents, two sisters, and I moved to Frederick in 1960 to the house at the top of Frederick Hill. There were more homes and families than there are now. Frederick then had a store, post office, school, and a coal dock at the river. It took my family some time to...
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