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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.

2013.03.13 Gaspé! We almost went to Canada

Written by David Green.

Funny I should dig up an old column about a mini-vacation 20 years ago since that’s the reason I’m running an old column. I dared leave town last weekend and now I’m still catching up.

 By DAVID GREEN

With a reporter on the staff once again, my wife decided I could spare one working day out of seven. She quickly set forth planning a mini-vacation, confirming motel reservations before something came along to change my mind.

I don’t know the details of this, but it had something to do with a trial membership in a motor club which offered greatly reduced rates for lodging. We had the list of eligible hotels and motels; all we had to do was choose where to go. What came to mind was an old family proverb: Passez l’eau sud. I interpret this as “Pass water south.”

All of our water is passed into Bean Crick which meanders down toward Archbold and provides the residents there the substance of their drinking pleasure. Archbold wasn’t on the lodging list, so we turned our attention further south to the confluence of the Bean, the Auglaize and the Maumee: the muddy riverbank which is Defiance.

Four-year-old Maddy dialed the phone number while Colleen read the numbers. A voice answered on the other end. Colleen asked if this was the Defiance Inn. For some reason the man said it was. She asked about reserving a room. “Hey Charley, she wants a room,” the guy said to someone else. There was a degree of confusion vibrating through the lines.

“Is this Defiance, Ohio?” she asked.

“You’re a long way from Ohio, honey,” he said, explaining he was from a fire department on the Gaspé Peninsula in eastern Quebec.

Note: For anyone interested in passing water east, where the St. Lawrence conflues with the Atlantic, the area code is 418, not 419.

A good time was had by all most of the time. The motel room was fine. The pool was lots of fun. The hot tub was relaxing. The movies on the cable channel were entertaining. There was no polka music. (When Colleen called Wednesday and Thursday, both times she was asked to speak louder because of the polka music.)

We were a little concerned when we drove into the motel parking lot and spotted a van from the Cincinnati Zoo. But actually, nothing bizarre happened at the motel. We went immediately to the pool and my only complaint is that I didn’t bring my shirt with the stains on the front. I could have bleached those out in no time in that pool water.

After a swim we headed out to dinner and discovered why some people don’t like Chinese food. Ordinarily we’re big fans of this cuisine. We opened the menu and there was a bad omen: the very first item on the list was Pu Pu Platter.

Personally, I had a very strange experience at that restaurant. After the second bite of my dinner, I felt my head expanding. I sat there for a few moments, then took another bite. It felt as though my cheekbones were weightless and levitating ever so slightly.

I weighed the dilemma in my somewhat altered mind: I hate to waste food, but on the other hand I didn’t even know where the Defiance hospital was located. I kept eating.

After a few minutes I didn’t notice this sensation much, but I made Colleen the designated driver on the route back to our room.

We decided that a 30-hour vacation to a city less than an hour away is a pretty good thing. It was all new to us and there’s plenty to do. I read a local newspaper while Ben threw ice chunks into the Maumee (on its slow journey toward the Gaspé) while the others checked out the library.

I enjoyed standing on the bluff overlooking the rivers and thinking about Mad Anthony Wayne’s fort. You look across to the north where Chief Pontiac was born and then over to the site of the largest Indian council ever known. And you can stand next to the point where the survey of all land in this part of the country north to Canada was started.

All that history is enough to make my cheekbones rise.

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