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Personal Narrative: Mt. Holly, NJ

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This quiet and quaint town known as Mt. Holly, NJ is where I grew up. Nestled in the outskirts of New Jersey’s capitol, is known for its small town charm and historic roots. Living here was the best years of my life. I grew up in a part of town that once housed the military families from Ft. Dix and McGuire Air Force Base, which is now known as Joint Base. This housing was eventually sold and renamed the Mount Holly Gardens. This was not known to be the ideal place to raise a family. It was known as the “projects” or “ghetto.” The streets were riddled with garbage, people hanging out on the corners, stray cats and dogs wondering about. Our backyard was the alley where you can see piled up junk cars, dimmed street lights and small sewage

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