5/15/2017

'You are invited', '$2.00 cover', and 'New hours'. I found myself getting lost in the history and small-town culture recorded in the print shop. Inside was the oldest in-use newspaper printing press in the U.S., owned and operated by a relaxed middle aged man. It wasn't the priceless printing press that enchanted me, but rather the simple, yet deeply personal remnants of the past. On the right wall were stacked boxes upon boxes of newspapers from over a century ago, until this past week. I cannot even begin to fathom how much information was printed in these papers; how many high school football game scores, how many local heart-warming stories, how many eulogies. And then there were the common stamps seen in the picture above. 'Fireworks', 'Packers Place', and 'Thanks'. Each steel block with its own past and identity, summing up and attempting to immortalize the town.

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