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Thursday, Dec. 4, 2014 12:00 am
In the forties and fifties, driving into Greenview on my way to visit my grandparents at their farm on Salt Creek meant passing a sadly decaying remnant of the town’s better days.Just south of town
Guest Opinion
Thursday, Oct. 9, 2014 12:00 am
When my Grandmother Platt put on her white linen dress and the hat that made her look like a duchess and announced that we were going shopping, it only meant one thing – a day of adventure “downto
Guest Opinion
Thursday, Dec. 5, 2013 12:00 am
Once in my teens, approaching the stop sign a block from my house, with no cars around, I slowed way down then gently glided through in my old VW bug.Bill Hall, my friends’ father and the state poli

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