The Connors farm was originally owned by my great grandfather, who came from Ireland in the 1850’s.  It was located where the police station is today.  The farm then moved up to Locust St (the Valley Road where it is today  In my youth, farms were spread all over Danvers…

When I was about five years old, my family moved to a new home on Lane Parkway.  As you know, this is a short road that runs between Park St. and Conant St. opposite the entrance to the baseball feel at Plains Park. #7 – Baseball and Penny Candy copy

During the senior year in high school, a buddy named Edward Fallis, had an automobile that was in need of a new tire.  Since this was wartime, tires were not easy to find, so Ed had to become inventive. #6 – The New Tire copy

My life-long adventures in learning began at the tender age of three when my mother enrolled me in Mrs. Perkins’ Kindergarten on Oak Street in a lovely large Victorian. #3 – Kindergarten Morano copy

Recently the Towns of Danvers and Middleton lost one of its very special educators and a wonderful woman at the noteworthy age of 102. Mrs. Ethel Lee was a very special lady and an extremely gifted teacher who influenced many hundreds, if not thousands of children in Danvers and Middleton…

“As a result of reforms due to the civil rights movement, minstrel shows have become a thing of the past. ” #2 – Minstrel Shows Morano copy

In the 30’s, long before I was born, my grandfather, William Earl Clay, would milk the cows, hitch the horses to the wagon, and deliver fresh milk to his Danversport neighbors. That must have been a fairly common sight back then. #4 – Rural Danvers