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The procession left the Commercial Club at 2:30 that afternoon, moving slowly on foot to the soulful dirge and steady thump of muffled drums from the Rotary Club’s Boy’s Band. The impressive group of city officials, Boy Scouts, firing squad, veterans from World War I and the Spanish and Indian Wars, and a solitary horse with boots reversed in the stirrups and a saber hanging from the saddle led the flower bedecked wagon carrying the casket. The procession was bound for the crest of the rims. This day, the 26th ...
- June 19, 2015
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