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Philip Spiess
Thanks, Jerry and Larry (oh, god! it rhymes!) for your assistance. Once I learned that there was a connection at the bottom of the "In Memory" page, it helped solve my "complaint" problem; but I thought that the comments I was looking for were made early on (circa 2014-2015) and on Mike's "Profile" page, somewhere below the picture of him with the big tray of morel mushrooms, since that's what he and I were chatting about. But I'll keep looking.
Paul: The last time I was in Alms Park -- and this was years ago -- all I saw (aside from the Stephen Foster statue, the Ohio River, Lunken Airport, and the former Wine Press house) was a dead rabbit, smeared in the middle of the road near the entrance gates. (And, yes, I got a photo of it. At the time I was photographically documenting what we call in the historic preservation trade "street furniture," "commercial archeology," "urban scale," "townscapes," and other items for a slide lecture I did for years called "Reading the City as Cultural Document." The rabbit, of course, counted as "roadkill," a victim of the intersection, as it were, between the natural world and the human-induced environment.)
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