There’s something about old buildings that make them distinctly different from those recently built. Of course, there are the obvious reasons; architecture and style, the type and age of the materials, even the sounds the building makes can certainly provide the reason for what makes old so different from new.
This is the story of a boy who became a cowboy. A cowboy who became a soldier. A soldier who became a man. A man who became a hero. A hero who sacrificed his life for others and, along with eleven other crew members on the B17 he flew, is still immortalized to this day by a small village on the other side of the Atlantic.
There are scores of people who are infinitely more qualified than I am to write an article about Ruthanna Jacobs. I never had the opportunity to meet her or to to hear the way she spoke or to see how she greeted people on the street or any of those singular moments that, when assembled together, paint a portrait of a person in the mind of another.
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Long Time Gone and The Good Son
There is no telling how a man named Percy R. Devereaux ended up on the High Plains of Colorado in the small town of Eads, which had only been actually an official town for 20 years when Percy arrived in the year 1909. Nonetheless, he did end up in Eads. And he left his mark in a most remarkable way.