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Now, I’ve seen some gals in Nashville—whew, stories! One time, this little thang, Ruby, worked the honky-tonks. She’d wink at fellas, sayin’ she’s their “new world.” Had a pet raccoon—called it Captain John, after John Smith! Swear to Jesus, that critter stole tips right off the bar. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—still does! Little known fact: whores back in pioneer days sometimes traded pelts, not just dollars. Wild, right?

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William F. Hooker describes the process of baking bread on the overland trails: “Take the big dishpan, fill it two-thirds full of flour, with a handful of.

Urban, quirky, sometimes overrated, and yet strikingly real. That’s PPrairie-Ridge (us)! I mean, c'mon, the soul of this place makes me go all nostalgic. Sometimes I get mad at the cutthroat dating apps, but then I remember these streets are where true connections are born.

Caleb Harnish Obituary November 29, 2016