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This is what is meant by a crying shame.
That dark day in August 2009 is still regarded by many in the Quad-Cities as “Black Friday.”
What a burden it must be to keep a lie alive for so long.
Some of Erv’s things are still atop the muddy knoll, under the shade tree, next to the bridge ramp in Bettendorf.
At the peak of last year’s drought, Pam Robertson worked a shift at the Mississippi Valley Fairgrounds.
For 35 years, Bill Smith kept watch over a small section of concrete in the street near his house.
Several of the neighbors’ yards are a whole lot worse. But Debbie and Daron VanZuiden got popped.
He waited outside his classroom door, smiling a boyish smile that seemed at odds with his intellect.
Those who have hunted witches in Durant should have turned on the warlocks.
The kids weren’t complaining.
When she saw the broken glass in the street, Rhonda Schnoor thought the worst.