I spent a long time commuting from Frederick to jobs in D.C., Baltimore, and for a short, but hellish time, Springfield, Virginia. (Bless you, C. Burr Artz Library and your audio books . . .) Now that I live and work in Frederick, my weeknight quality of life has greatly improved.
The Great Frederick Fair
I was a weird kid. When taken to Woolworth's I'd pass the toys, the live birds and fish, the candy counter, and make a beeline for the pictures. (The ballerinas were my favorites.) Not much ... read more