It sits in north central Kansas, about thirty miles north of I-70, with a population of 275 (up from the 2010 Census count of 210). With so many stories of the death of small towns in America, at least one in the heart of America clings to life, with a story of its own, including the local Catholic church. Some of the credit for the present state of the town belongs to one man, Fred Smith, a former classmate of yours truly from high school in Ohio.
There are reports that the local restaurant is in need of someone to manage the place and be the head cook. Dear reader, could this be your Lake Woebegon?
POSTSCRIPT: If I didn't live in the city, I'd live in a place like this. Never in the suburbs; never again.
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