The Camp Hill Stories Story
As kids, we had no backyard fences, only summers long in twilight and filled with play and stories. After flashlight tag or an occasional kick-the-can to please my mom, we would sit along a rounded curb under the corner street light and tell stories. This collection is dedicated to the spirit of those sweet and wild conversations and to all those inspired storytellers out there, making the universe.
Spanning events from the turn of the previous century till yesterday, this collection of recollections reveals the heart, soul, humor, and occasionally tears of a small Pennsylvania town. Told by residents young and old, past and present, you'll read the mythologies that make modern America unique.
As kids, we had no backyard fences, only summers long in twilight and filled with play and stories. After flashlight tag or an occasional kick-the-can to please my mom, we would sit along a rounded curb under the corner street light and tell stories. This collection is dedicated to the spirit of those sweet and wild conversations and to all those inspired storytellers out there, making the universe.
Spanning events from the turn of the previous century till yesterday, this collection of recollections reveals the heart, soul, humor, and occasionally tears of a small Pennsylvania town. Told by residents young and old, past and present, you'll read the mythologies that make modern America unique.
