And a Produce War By John M. Larsen In 1952, when polka music was popular, four of us Marsing High School Band members started the Achtung German Band, which consisted of Bud Shields on clarinet, Cecil Horrace on
They Make You Think By John M. Larsen My first car, a 1930 Ford Cabriolet Convertible, started life as a two-door sedan. I acquired it in 1951 because of a coal bill. At our house in Marsing, when
In Days Before Dams By John M. Larsen Before the C.J. Strike Dam was built southeast of Grand View in 1958, nothing held back the floodwater that came surging down the mighty Snake River during spring runoff. At
But Memorable By John M. Larsen Bernice sounded extremely nervous when she told me on the phone that her neighbor Donna had just said to her, “Thursday: this is the day I kill you.” Donna’s threat apparently arose
POW Camps in Idaho By John M. Larsen My eyes bugged out in wonder and alarm. The German soldiers crouched low, their weapons flashing as they advanced slowly toward me across the field east of the house. I
What’s This in Our Town? By John M. Larsen “John Morris, get in here!” Just then, I was leaning over and reaching out toward zinnias still in bloom in our garden. If my memory of this moment is
Not Unless We Get Enough Tires By John M. Larsen A pizza joint in Marsing now occupies ground where the Spot Tavern stood, once a favorite hangout of local prophets. A steady stream of barflies buzzed about and
Not Meant Nicely By John M. Larsen No sooner had I settled in at my desk to get the feel of things on my first day in 1994 as the City of Marsing’s superintendent when the door burst
Bombs Away! By John M. Larsen In the air over Marsing in 2017, I saw the place where I had been bombed by the US Army Air Corps in 1945. On the day I flew over this site,
Not Your Normal Neighbor Story and photos by Gary Brown Is it the alligator or maybe the multiple pythons hanging around that cause me to put my neighbor Corbin Maxey and his wife Sam at the top of
