To the editor:
The dismantling of St. Joseph’s Church brought back memories for me.
My parents were married on June 24, 1914, the day before the Salem fire, which destroyed much of the city, including my grandparents’ home on Prescott Street, and St. Joseph’s Church.
For years the steeple was all that was left of the church, and that was a beacon until I left Salem in 1943 to enter the military service. (I graduated from Salem High School in 1935.)
There are fond memories of growing up in Salem.