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Remembering a good neighbor and a good Texan
Submitted by Ruston Leader on Tue, 02/12/2019 - 8:34am
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Randy Rogers
Before the bulldozer came, it was a wonderful place to play. It had tall grass that I could stomp down to hide from my imaginary foes. One day I looked across the street and it was gone. I asked Mama why Fort Randy now had wood frames and fill dirt. She said, “They’re going to build a house there!”
