U.S. 56 skirts the south edge of Galva. On one of my countless (OK, twelve) trips through Galva in late July, I drove into town to see what was shakin’.
And I discovered a dandy new fire station on Main Street.
U.S. 56 skirts the south edge of Galva. On one of my countless (OK, twelve) trips through Galva in late July, I drove into town to see what was shakin’.
And I discovered a dandy new fire station on Main Street.
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Is your column now published on a different day than Tuesday, Cheryl?
No column this week. My dad died so I took a week off.
Gotcha.