Editorial: His passing leaves a hole in our hearts
Greg Danke would have loved the moment early Sunday morning: It was pre-dawn, 50 degrees and absolutely still, save for a lone squirrel ripping acorns from the upper reaches of a red oak behind Dave Page's house.
The rodent's "swooshing" of leaves was punctuated now and again by a solid "thunk" as maturing black walnuts released from a nearby tree and hit the hard ground below.
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