His Story:
Cowboy dreams…Wild West…broncos…gunslingers on the street: that was my young childhood world. A Christmas gift of an outfit that would take me through many adventures along with my neighborhood sidekicks and fellow mavericks. We had shootouts and hideouts. We drank Kool Aid to quench our thirst…Kool Aid served up by favorite gal, my mom. We ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to slake our hunger. Patrolling the streets, we made sure our homes were safe. Favorite dogs rode by our sides. We wanted to emulate our favorite Western hero, Gene Autry. It was all in the day’s work of a cowboy.
~Dan Haffner
Waynesboro, Franklin County, Pennsylvania
Remembering 1952
Her story:
Cowgirl dreams…Wild West…fast horses (tricycles)…guts and courage: that was my young childhood world. A birthday gift of an outfit that would fuel my imagination and play. I rode with the best of them in our neighborhood. Desperadoes, we took the sidewalks as our own trails to blaze. From sunup to sundown, we heehawed and “Hi yo, Silver, away” as a tribute to our hero, The Lone Ranger. It was all in the day’s work of a cowgirl.
~MaryAnne Slabik
Falls Church, Independent City, Virginia
Remembering 1955
Note: These pictures are among the childhood memories of my husband Daniel and myself. We would ride the trails of love and marriage for 50 years. We await our grand trail ride and reunion in the skies of Heaven.
Once Upon A Lifetime: Tales And Vignettes Of My Ancestors 