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Sara Lobato:
My father worked there in the 1930s - My father, Emmanuel J. Lobato, was born in Alamosa. He tended cattle at 12 and when he was five he took care of one cow or bull that used to get lose. He earned $1 a month, and when it got lose he had to pay $1, which happened a number of times.
He worked at the hardware store when he was about 18 years old. He was born December 31, 1918, and his family came from Spain about 400-500 years earlier and married the Martinez family. I actually lived in Pueblo West years ago and a young man came to my door who looked like my nephew. I almost died. He was a Martinez.
The story I was told by my oldest brother who is 80 years old, said that my father worked very hard for Mr. Husung. Mr. Husung had hopes that one day my father would manage the store, but my father had higher dreams than staying in Alamosa.
He went to the Naval Academy, became a Lt. Commander, was in over 30 major battles, and 13 battle stars, and went on to become one of the top international attorneys in the world.
He visited Alamosa a number of times during and after the war. I have no idea if he visited the store and said hello to Mr. Husung, but since I do things like that and take after him in many ways, I would like to think that he did at least one time. He was written up in the local paper since he had many accomplishments in the navy.
I like to think that Mr. Husung most likely read about him.

Carolyn Davidson:
Patricia (PattiPooh) was my sweet baby sister! - I held baby Patti when she was born. I was 13 years old at the time. About eighteen months earlier my younger sister, Becky, had been born. The two of them were best buddies. I would sit on the floor and let the girls divide my hair in half and they each got to put in curlers, bows and barrettes. I looked so silly, but they were entertained while mom fixed dinner. Lol
Amanda Marcolongo:
How could you not? - Michael Barbus was the heart of Wildwood NJ. You could tell when Mike was around because everyone in the room was smiling. Everyone in the room was laughing. Nobody was in a bad mood. It was impossible. Mike didn't have much because he didn't need much of anything. Just his friends, a place to sleep and his brother Shane. His best friend Jim. His mom and a beer. He had the best jokes. I was his girlfriend. He loved to put his arm around my shoulder and make sure everyone knew I was his, he would show me off. He was proud to have me under his arm. He made me feel special and pretty and better then anyone in my entire life had ever made me feel up until that point in my life. I immediately fell in love with him. He showed me a side of Wildwood I didn't know existed. Where the "locals" lived, off the boardwalk. The neighborhood kids loved him. There were all these "gangs" in Wildwood. Bloods and Crypts. I had no idea there were gangs in Wildwood. Apparently, bandana's are called "flags". Blue ones and red ones. I grew up in Philadelphia and didn't know this. So he started a "dodge ball gang" with all the kids in the neighborhood that were being recruited to join the "gangs". They thought they had to. So mike started a dodge ball gang instead. He bought a bunch of black bandanas and recruited them to join his gang. They all started wearing black bandanas and called him Mr. Mike. When he started bringing me around, they started calling me Mrs. Mandi, and we all played dodgeball together in the "streets of Wildwood" off the boardwalk late at night LOL Real tough gang we were... we ran the streets.... Losing Mike was a tragedy. For the entire island. It was like the ferris wheel was never going to light up again. The waves stopped crashing. The ocean just swollowed up the island and it drowned. It sunk. Then, I met his brother Shane. And all the lights turned back on again... and the Island came back to life. I knew that I could never replace his brother Mike. But I told Shane that if I let me, I promised I would a sister to him, it was the least that I could do. I am so thankful that he gave me that opportunity. And since then, Mike has blessed me with his brother Shane, and I have been living with Mikes angel since his death, his brother Shane. And our families have been enjoying each other ever since. My daughter Brianna has an Uncle Shane. What she doesnt know, is that is actually her Angel Mike, that she never met, from 5 year before her birth, in 2008. RIP Mike Barbus xoxo

Laura Kaye Biddle:
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