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Serving Lincoln County for more than a century!
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Steve, the cowboy on the board of directors of the Mule Barn truck stop’s philosophy counter and world dilemma think tank, swears on his coffee it happened. “Tourist guy got off the train the other day when I was in the city picking up a friend,” Steve said. “He asked me if I was a real cowboy, and I allowed I probably was, because I wasn’t smart enough to get a real job. So he asked if I minded if he asked me some questions.” Steve sipped his coffee. “I said, ‘Shoot’ and the guy says he wondered why we wore these big ol...
There was something new in the noisy portable commercial that was Windy Wilson’s way of spreading the news around town. “Pardners and pardettes,” came the familiar voice from the Gates of Heaven’s loudspeaker car, “you ever stop and listen to your innermoist partitions when it comes to books? No? Well, doncha think it’s time? A-course it is! And thass perzackly why you should head on over to the good ol’ Read Me Now bookstore. You know where it is. Hey, s’only bookstore we got. Jes’ cruise on over to the section she calls...
“Folks and friends and neighborly people,” came the loudspeaker blaring of the official car of the Gates of Heaven restaurant. “This year’s your ol’ pal Alphonse Wilson … but you know they call me Windy … bringin’ the latest in news of fine Chinese cousin and other newsy stuff.” Folks came out of the stores and offices to listen and wave as Windy once again drove around town in the loudspeaker car he borrowed from Delbert Chin’s restaurant. “Jes’ think on it a minute … you ever get a dirty plate or dirty chopstick in Delber...
