

A Tale of Two Libraires
The Rocky River, west of Cleveland, is indeed full of rocks. Also fish, kayaks and and the shadows of pricey condos.

"Hey, Jesus--you want some fries with that?"
Another March Friday in Northeast Ohio, and you can't swing a dead possum without hitting a sign advertising "Friday Fish Fry." Everyone--churches, VFWs, restaurants, grocery stores, volunteer fire departments, the Elks--wants to sell you fried fish