I was blessed enough to grow up in Frederick. We lived smack dab in the middle of the big hill. Mom and dad still live there. I remember sledding on Rebmans hill, and the one by our house that lands right in front of the new Christian church.
I loved being FINALLY old enough to go down that big hill on my bike(burning up my brakes quite quickly) just to hang out with the “neighbor” kids.
I knew everyone in that town and I was NEVER bored. We explored the creek, river, the old grain thing at the river (that was a BIG no-no but we did anyway. The woods behind mom and dad’s were my playground and I remember a few slumber parties when we tried to sneak up to the “haunted mansion ” without getting caught by Eddie.
That Mansion always held so much mystery for me, I remember daydreaming about it, then having nightmares because of the stories.
Thank you for asking for stories (memories) that was fun going back to my adventures as a kid.
-Tonia (Waters) Clark
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