I am not one of those people who refuse to go west of 72nd Street. In fact some of my very favorite homes in Omaha are west of 90th Street. But in recent years, I will confide, Center Street (west of 72nd, so it is officially West Center Road)
Category: General Investigations
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In the early fall of 1982, I, accompanied by some girl pals, began making trips from midtown Omaha and Benson, where we lived, to downtown Omaha. I did not know it then but I was doing research for this very piece. I was young and dumb and
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For those obsessed with buildings, Old Omaha, and our cultural history, a walk around downtown and the chance to peer into the past is simple euphoria. Some things you can only find on foot, I have discovered. To find a gem, to glimpse a trace
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My mother wears size 8 AAA narrow shoes. She doesn’t talk about it much but if you ask, she will still proudly tell you she is a “AAA.” I remember my father saying, “Your mother’s very proud of her narrow feet” in that sarcastic, poking, Irish
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Miss and Mr. Cassette have been so busy with our family over this holiday weekend that I must beg your forgiveness in getting this out rather late. I hope you have had a good weekend as well. If you do not celebrate Easter, I hope that you were
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It was a few years before this photo was taken that I remember first going to the Old Market and more specifically, to M’s Pub. My grandmother always seemed to know just the right place to be. I was so young and didn’t know what I