My friend and I liked to ride the Omaha city bus to all sorts of mysterious places when we were young. I know now it was a good education in the different parts of Omaha and a great study in people watching. I’d like to think that our parents
Category: The Little Stories
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From a series originally posted to Facebook only. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she quite liked how short and fun they were. I will be working to get these uploaded onto the website, as most people don’t follow My
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Anything might happen. I made the tour of the Field Club and Hanscom Park area, sticking to the sidewalks this time. A large home with a frontage on Thirty-second Avenue extends all the way to Thirty-third–it stole my breath again as it
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From a series originally posted to Facebook only. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she quite liked how short and fun they were. I will be working to get these uploaded onto the website, as most people don’t follow My
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My friend came across the cache of treasured files of a fellow Omaha Obsessed. Yes, I’ll admit my friend was dumpster diving and this is how she has found all of the best things in this town. She properly gave me the hoards of Omaha
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From a series originally posted to Facebook only. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she quite liked how short and fun they were. I will be working to get these uploaded onto the website, as many people don’t follow My
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From a series originally posted to Facebook only. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she quite liked how short and fun they were. I will be working to get these uploaded onto the website, as most people don’t follow My
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From a series originally posted to Facebook only. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she quite liked how short and fun they were. I will be working to get these uploaded onto the website, as most people don’t follow My
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Oh, to admire your sunny disposition, 5922 Leavenworth. Perched on what I lovingly call, the High End of Leavenworth, right before the fantastic plunge into Elmwood Park or the Last Option to Hang a Louie onto 60th Street, headed south, she has
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I had left the blog for almost a year to get some research and writing done but during that time those of you who follow the Facebook page were privy to some fun, shorter posts. Mother of Miss Cassette called these the Little Stories and she