My brother, Ward, and I were sitting in class at New Salem Academy on Sept. 21, 1938, when the “aggie” teacher got a phone call. It was his wife, calling to tell him that if he wanted to make it home to North Orange, he would need to leave school…
My brother, Ward, and I were sitting in class at New Salem Academy on Sept. 21, 1938, when the “aggie” teacher got a phone call. It was his wife, calling to tell him that if he wanted to make it home to North Orange, he would need to leave school…
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