The Sheridan Star

Mary Alice Wright,1953.
I can remember my dad talking about Sid Stall, because my good friend since second grade,Carolee Ramsey,married Bill Stall, his son.This was her second marriage,the first being to Ralph Brewer.
Bill  Stall was also a journalist--went to school at Big Horn--eventually  was press secretary  for then-governor of California,Jerry Brown.Bill worked
for the Sacramento Bee, a big important paper.Once in a while I'd see his  byline on an article.I believe  he is in the Washington, D. C. area, still high up in journalistic circles... Bill remarried, but Carolee lives by herself now--three  married daughters. She lives in Austin, Tx.
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From Ed Hartman,1951
I worked for the Sheridan Star & Sheridan Press with Roman Skatula.

Don Sales  1947:
 I well remember carrying the Sheridan Star,
as one of many enterprises to earn extra money for clothes, movies and other necessities.I carried the Star for three or four years beginning when I was in the 8th grade. My first route was a long one, over 200 papers.I started folding them and delivering at 2 a.m., because I had to be finished before school started. That route began at the Baptist Church on Coffeen and included Coffeen, Park, Canby and other streets.My second route was.

 Griffith and other streets along the river near the park and my third route,my shortest, was by Taylor School.I could do that route in 20-25 minutes. There were hazards carrying the paper,mostly four-footed.I discovered that if I threw a newspaper for the big police dog at the Bonds' home,he would chase it and leave me alone. Another big dog on that route attacked me one time, going for my throat. He managed to shred my bags - scattering papers all over the place -- and I carried a chair rung for protection after that incident. The longest delivery sessions were when the snow was too deep to ride my bicycle, and I had to deliver the papers on foot. I remember one time when it was way below zero when I went up to a door and asked the people if I could come in and get warm;
the danger of freezing was a real one.I also remember one kid who consistently (until he was found out) threw his papers over the bridge to expedite delivery!

Some of this time my older brother Glen (whom I called Bob) also carried papers,but he entered the Air Force during WW II while I was still in school. We made it a practice to stop at Castle Hamburger for breakfast after carrying papers (you know how that works up an appetite),and so we ate up most of our profits. Glen and I also did trapping for extra money? mostly muskrat, which averaged $2 a pelt (skinned and stretched). We trapped for muskrat and an occasional mink (worth $20 or more) on the Little Goose and along Prairie Dog Creek. We sent the hides to Maas and Stephen and American Fur Company at Kansas City.

I also got extra money during my junior high and high school years working at Johnson's Grocery, City Cleaners and Wigwam Bakery.At the cleaners, I got solvent in one ear accidentally,causing hearing loss which I have suffered ever since.

My brother and I also made a healthy profit catching and killing flies - but that's another story!