To the editor:

“This town is your town. This town is my town. From east to west end, all up and down, from the Ohio River and Allegheny Mountains, this town was made for you and me.

As I went strolling thru Thompson Park, I watched the city as it grew dark thru the quiet stillness called God’s meadowlark. This town was made for you and me.

I gaze across to the mountain ridge, where down below stands the Chester Bridge and churning along goes a river dredge. This town was made for you and me.

Our Alumni Tower, so proud to view, the kilns and potteries now very few. But let’s work hard and we’ll make a town so new. This town was made for you and me.

I’ve been away from this place I call home. But I’m content now, no more to roam. I’ll spend my life here and end this poem. This town was made for you and me.”

GINI JACKSON,

East Liverpool