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    IN THE FIELD—2004 Morenci graduate Kayse Onweller works in a test plot of wheat in Texas. She’s part of Bayer CropScience’s North American wheat breeding program based in Nebraska, where she completed post-graduate work in plant breeding and genetics.
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    REFEREE Camden Miller raises the hand of Morenci Jr. Dawgs wrestler Ryder Ryan as his opponent leaves the mat in disappointment. Morenci’s youth wrestling program served as host for a tournament Saturday morning to raise money for the club. Additional photos are on the back page.
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    SHERWOOD STATE Bank opened its Fayette office at a grand opening Friday morning, drawing a large crowd to view the renovated building. Above, Burt Blue talks to teller Cindy Funk, while his wife, Jackie, looks around the new office. The Blues missed the opening and took a quick tour on Tuesday. Few traces remain of the former grocery store and theater, however, part of the original brick wall still shows in the hallway leading to the back of the building. The drive-through window should be ready for customers later in the month.
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    CARRYING—Riley Terry (blue jacket) and Mason Vaughn lead the way, carrying an empty casket outside to the hearse waiting at the curb. Morenci juniors and seniors visited Eagle Funeral Home last week to learn about the role of a funeral director and to understand the process of arranging for a funeral.
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    MORENCI student Dalton McCowan puts everything into a dead lift attempt Saturday morning during the Wyseguy Push/Pull event. Lifters helped raise more than $1,600 for the family of the late Devin Wyse, a former Morenci power-lifter who graduated last year. Commemorative T-shirts are still available by contacting teacher Dan Hoffman.
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    FROM THE LEFT, Landon Wilkins, Ryan White and Logan Blaker try out their artistic skills Saturday afternoon at the Morenci PTO’s first Date to Create event. More than 50 people showed up to create decorated planks of wood to hang from rope. The event served as a fund-raiser for miscellaneous PTO projects. Additional photos are on the back of this week’s Observer.
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    NEW OFFICES—Fayette village administrator Steve Blue speaks with tax administrator Genna Biddix at the new front desk of the village office. Village council members voted to use budgeted renovation funds targeted for the old office and instead buy the vacant bank building on the corner of Main and Fayette streets. The old office was sold to Sherwood State Bank. When everything is put into place in the spacious new village office, an open house will be scheduled. Council member David Wheeler donated all of his time needed to make changes in the bank interior to fit the Village’s needs.

2008.12.31 Here's what happened

Written by David Green.

By DAVID GREEN

Let’s review things before we close it up for the year. See if you were paying attention through the previous 52 weeks.

I wrote about an imaginary dog that would be named Fatty Skylark in honor of a cousin.

I looked around my body to read the story that my scars tell.

I considered the benefits of buying one of the dog bark translators created by Csaba Molnar—and decided I didn’t want to know what they’re trying to tell me.

I considered the contents of my peanut butter jar—up to 30 insect fragments per 100 grams, not to mention rodent feces.

I rediscovered Bag Balm at two stores in Fayette and decided I wasn’t too impressed with the smell.

I listened to a radio program that transported me back to the youth hostel at Cape Tormentine and made me wonder what has become of Lily Eng.

I learned that some people are willing to pay more for a used item on eBay than a new item at a store.

I considered obsolete items and skills (changing a typewriter ribbon) and wonder why people still tell you to dial a phone number.

I watched the excellent movie “Into the Wild” and thought about my own forays into less-settled territory. Unlike the guy in the movie, I came back home.

I read about the fancy new toys and devices for babies and young children and read a mother’s words: They don’t need all that stuff; what they really need is us, the parents.

I read the irony of a long life: He who dies last has the fewest friends.

I was chosen to receive a Distinguished Alumni award and managed to turn it into Distinguished Clown.

I read about the characteristics supposedly associated with a particular Zip Code and I managed to anger at least one Lyons resident. Honest, it wasn’t serious.

Similarly, I read about general personality traits associated with geography and welcomed readers to the land of conscientious with a touch of neuroticism.

I contemplated by daughters summer class studying rocks in the Rockies and wondered why I—a person actually interested in rocks—had to stay behind.

I developed an interest in pilot car drivers after hearing stories from one at an Interstate rest stop.

I made my final trip to Berea College, Ky., where students are urged to “drink from the diversity.”

I contemplated the noises in the walls of my house and still wonder if it’s only a bat or two.

I thought of a way for an American wife to get the typical American man to clean the house: Bring in the leaf-blower.

I wrote about Wasilla, Alaska, several weeks before the name Sarah Palin became a household name. The current mayor was angry about cheeseburgers.

With a daughter’s wedding behind me and my son’s soon approaching, I thought back to the oddities of my own wedding. I also wondered if a photo would be taken of the father of the groom dancing with his son. (There wasn’t one. It didn’t happen).

I rediscovered a stack of phonograph albums and considered dusting off the turntable to hear those voices from the past.

I had an encounter with John Hanawalt that brought to mind roadkill of the past, back in the days of working at Morenci Rubber Products.

I attended the 150th anniversary meal at the Congregational Church and encountered faces from the past.

I read about 100 things to eat before you die and learn that picky eaters are considered an evolutionary dead end.

I remember picking fleas off the belly of my sister’s childhood dog, Sam, and I learn that dog fleas jump farther than cat fleas.

I try to survive until Halloween without the heat turned on (it was my wife’s idea) during an extra cold late October.

I learn that your gut bacteria would probably be delighted if you ate some squirrel.

I need to write a reminder: Take wife to a basketball game so she can show the crowd that she’s Queen of the Stairs.

I dared call Tom Saylor “just a football coach” and angered some people who knew otherwise.

That’s it. That’s what I’ve done. And now it’s time for another Year of Writing Foolishly.

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