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Summer color

Summer color

Summer flowers are in full bloom, including these at Homer Lake. Not only are the wildflowers...

All ears

All ears

Litchfield District Library summer reading program participants were entertained last week by...

Homer travel baseball teams have successful summer

Homer travel baseball teams have successful summer

by Bill MullalyHomer baseb all has had many great teams at the high school level in the past 25...


All ears

Litchfield District Library summer reading program participants were entertained last week by Dr. Joe Gagnon, the appliance doctor and professional storyteller

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Summer color

Summer flowers are in full bloom, including these at Homer Lake. Not only are the wildflowers looking good, but so are most area crops, as ample rain and sunshine are making for a promising harvest.

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Homer travel baseball teams have successful summer

by Bill Mullaly
Homer baseb all has had many great teams at the high school level in the past 25 years or so. The reason for much of that success is what the players do in the years leading up to their days as Trojans on the big stage. If the recent success of the three local Homer travel baseball teams is any gauge for future success, then varsity coach Scott Salow must be smiling. Homer is loaded with up-andcoming talent.

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GREAT plans canoe trip

The Grand River Environmental Team (GREAT) will canoe and kayak the Kalamazoo River Sunday, August 16. The public is invited to participate and meet at 11:30 a.m. at Saylors Landing Park on 15 Mile Road, just north of A Drive, for vehicle transfer to the takeout point at Historic Bridge Park on Wattles Road.

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I’m trying to figure out where I fit in

by Tiffany Thatcher

Growing up, I always considered myself a country girl. I had spent my childhood until age nine in Union City. I liked to brag to my friends about my adventures as a country girl. I explained that my parents square danced on Saturday nights, and in my town there weren’t any fast food places or movie theaters. They looked at me in disbelief and called me brave. I like to think that they pictured me in a bonnet churning butter or milking cows.

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Passing on complaining to the next generation

by Kristy Smith

I recalled those happy family/work bonding times recently when I rounded up my son to weedwhack. I’d wanted to do it myself because I find it satisfying, but the evil eight-foot hedge required a stepladder-aided trim, so I delegated the easier job to my son. “I don’t want to. It’s too hot. I’m thirsty. This is too heavy. And it’ll take too long,” he informed. “Wait, aren’t you the guy who weight-lifts and attends sports practices held in the hot sun?” I asked. “But you actually LIKE doing work. I don’t,” he said.

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