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“It means a lot to me when I don’t have food. Thank God. Thank You. May God bless you all.”
That is what is written on the first paper plate on a stack of other paper plates all filled out with personal messages by people who had a free meal at the Free Lunch Kitchen in Dry Ridge.
The second plate reads, “It helps with grocery bills. Also helps when I’m not feeling well. A good hot meal makes me feel better.”

In a rural area, trick-or-treat was fun, but kind of a pain.
I lived on a farm like most of my neighbors so houses weren’t that close together and running up and down streets in a subdivision was for those city kids.
We did, though, enjoy dressing up and piling into a car and begging for treats.
Buying a costume from a store was something that was unheard of. I can imagine the look on my mom’s face if I had of even suggested it. Instead, we had to use our imaginations and whatever was at hand to make our costume.