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Letters July 28, 2005
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George Lyford and
Harold Childs: Friends

     In the past 35 years I have been privileged to know two very fine men, George Lyford and Harold Childs. These two men embody what is right about America and society.
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Giving Democracy
A Bad Name

     In her letter in the July 7 issue Nina Swaim of Sharon asked why we have an embargo prohibiting travel to Cuba. Mr. Jorgensen of Tunbridge wrote a reply in July 14 Herald which was an excellent account of the long-standing political support of this policy by both parties, but did not answ...
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Supermarket
Example Sited

     A "shabby" tree. What else was to be expected from an editor who, ten years ago, in pursuit of a supermarket, considered all of Summer Street "shabby"?
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The Symbolism
Of the Earth Flag

     I want to say again a few words about the Earth flag, what it is and why flying it is important.
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Missing Hippo
In Randolph

     I would like to address the person or persons responsible for taking my Hippo ornament and Geranium planter from my front steps. I hope you will enjoy them as much as I enjoyed them.
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Wants Referendum
On Health Proposal

     Vladimir Lenin said the key to socialism is through health care.
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Flag Dispute
Is Pretty Silly

     A tempest in a teapot is brewing in Rochester. It seems that local activists are now suffering from a severe case of flag envy due the varying sizes of the World flag and MIA-POW flags that fly in front of the Rochester post office.
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Railroad Safety
Is in Decline

     In reading the article in last week's Herald concerning the train accident near the Perley farm, some comments were made about the lack of maintenance being done on railroad property.
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Welcome Change
At Local Pool

     The Randolph pool has become a more enjoyable place to be!
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End of Exchange
Lost in Emotion

     I have one week left, and I am so lost in emotion, so lost in mounds of clothes, and other things that fill my room, waiting to be packed away, lost in the struggle to see everyone, for that last hug, that last laugh, to say goodbye, I am lost in attempting to hold myself together, and in a pos...
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