Pwenner: Junior and Fern Moler working in their East Potomac Street store on it’s final day in business on June 15, 1990. When Moler’s Market served its last customer at 8PM that evening, it left Brunswick without a grocery store downtown. Mr Moler followed in his late father's footsteps when he bought the market on East Potomac St in 1957 from Churchman and Ridgeway. His father had operated the New York Hill Market in Brunswick for a number of years. You could buy just about anything at Moler's st...

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Junior and Fern Moler working in their East Potomac Street store on it’s final day in business on June 15, 1990. When Moler’s Market served its last customer at 8PM that evening, it left Brunswick without a grocery store downtown. Mr Moler followed in his late father's footsteps when he bought the market on East Potomac St in 1957 from Churchman and Ridgeway. His father had operated the New York Hill Market in Brunswick for a number of years. You could buy just about anything at Moler's st...

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Junior and Fern Moler working in their East Potomac Street store on it’s final day in business on June 15, 1990. When Moler’s Market served its last customer at 8PM that evening, it left Brunswick without a grocery store downtown.
Mr Moler followed in his late father's footsteps when he bought the market on East Potomac St in 1957 from Churchman and Ridgeway. His father had operated the New York Hill Market in Brunswick for a number of years.

You could buy just about anything at Moler's store-- greeting cards, candles, shoelaces, meat, canned goods, fuses, razors, cold remedies and boxes of caps. Buckets and watering cans dangled from nails high above the potato chip rack. The store was noted for providing Brunswick area of residence with scrumptious, fresh Donuts from the donut shop in Frederick on Sundays.

Collette Sigler Hawes remembered:
Oh my gosh, I love these people and the store. My coming of age person begged my mom to let me walk alone to Moler's. To my surprise said yes. Little did I know then; my mom called the store to tell Mrs. Moler her daughter was on her way to the store, Mrs. Moler promised to call when I left the store. One of the bonuses to living in a small town. Another time my mom stopped at the store for milk. I sat in the back seat of our car, felt a pain in the back of my head, felt a bump, ran into the store to tell mom what I found. Mrs. Moler scooped me up, laid me across the counter, opened a pack of tweezer to pull out an engorged tick. Poured some peroxide on it then helped my off the counter.

(Frederick News-Post clipping courtesy of City of Brunswick, Maryland History Commission)

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