Six families detail the history of their iconic shops, which neighbors relied on for everything from homemade egg custard snowballs to butcher-your-own goats.
Now little more than a sleepy whistle-stop, it’s part of an unlikely tale intertwined with the Baltimore railroad, the Appalachian Mountains, and Maryland history.
This winter's chance to collect sweet smelling sap begins Saturday and Sunday.
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