Did You Ever Buy a Box of Baby Chicks?

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March 1, 1966 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. I’m out in Holly County today reporting from Miss Sally’s farm. To be exact, and Dad says a good reporter should be exact, I’m reporting from Miss Sally’s chicken house. Baby chicks are cheeping all around me. Miss Sally just got one hundred baby chickens in a box at the …

Hollyhill Christmas Parade

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December 8, 1965. Jocie Brooke reporting from Main Street, Hollyhill, Kentucky. Well, I’m not actually standing on the street right this minute. I’m at home in my room, but a few minutes ago I was standing out there in the chilly air ready to cover the news.  We don’t usually do the parade at night, but Dad says the mayor …

Grandma Camp and Book Clubs

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Did you ever go to “grandma” camp? That’s what I call it when the grandkids come to spend a few days. We don’t worry too much about anything except food on the table at mealtimes, having plenty of Popsicles and doing something fun. One of the things we did with them this year was go fishing. I think my son had taken his …

One Year Later – Remembering President Kennedy

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November 25, 1964 Jocie Brooke reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. It’s been a sad week here in Hollyhill as everybody was remembering the assassination this time last year. Dad put this picture on the front page of the Hollyhill Banner. There was regular news, but it didn’t seem to matter than much this week. Or even that basketball season is about …

Chiggers, Briars, Stink Bugs – the Price of Jam

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Hollyhill, Kentucky July 22, 1964 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. Well, from Holly County anyway. We, Dad and Aunt Love and I, actually live outside the city limits. We don’t live on a farm exactly, but there are farms all around us. Some of those farms have plenty of blackberry bushes on them and it’s blackberry season.    …

An Out of the Ordinary Cat

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April 29, 1964 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. As always, things have been pretty boring (Dad says I should say calm, not boring) here on Main Street, Hollyhill. Dad says boring is better than stores getting robbed or wrecks happening. That might make the Banner headlines more exciting, but at the same time, somebody might be getting hurt. …

A Dog Named Zebedee

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Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails.  ~Max Eastman February 10, 1964. Jocie Brooke here still on the outlook for strange on Main Street, Hollyhill.  It’s been a quiet week. That’s how weeks in February are if we don’t get a big snowstorm. Then if the snow falls deep enough, things can really get slow in Hollyhill. Everybody stays …

Hunting Strange on Main Street

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Hunting Strange on Main Street in Hollyhill Hello. Jocie Brooke here reporting from Main Street, Hollyhill, Kentucky where everything seems pretty ordinary the same as every day. My fellow reporter, Wesley Green, thinks I’ll spot something strange to report on here in our new venture, the Hollyhill Book of the Strange. But I’m still thinking the Book of the Ordinary …